Chapter 2

Yan Qingyu's pale skin was splashed with red blood, which was strange, gorgeous and bizarre.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the evil lips curled up slightly: "You can't kill someone, you can always dismember the corpse?"

"..." Shui Xiu's eyes were filled with tears. She was so scared that she couldn't say anything.

"Dig a hole and buried it, throw it into a well, or dismember it and feed it to the dog... Little girl, if you don't want to die, just deal with it obediently!"

Listening to Yan Qingyu's cold words, Shui Xiu's legs were weak and kneeling on the ground. When she met her cold and ruthless eyes, she gritted her teeth...

The lady became so scary, but... the terrible person in front of her was still her lady.

Although I don't know what happened, such a lady might...

Shui Xiu found a bag and a hatchet, and removed the corpse on the ground bit by bit, and buried it bit by bit.

He knelt on the ground and kept wiping the blood, pouring the blood into the garden behind him.

Yan Qingyu kept her back and closed her eyes, occasionally opening her deep and cold eyes, with a hint of fun on the corners of her cold lips.

Very good, this girl seems to be useful!

Close her eyes, she sorted out the thoughts in her mind...

Her name is Yan Qingyu.

She was the concubine daughter of Yan Jing, the general of Ye Kingdom, and the secret guard of Ye Kingdom Emperor Ye Cang. She was born and died for him. In order to send him to the throne, she stood in front of him with countless bodies and eliminated all obstacles for him...

Don't let his hands get bloody...

From then on, Ye Cang was the benevolent and wise Majesty of Ye Country.

But Yan Qingyu is the witch who is domineering in Ye Kingdom and kills loyal and kind!

Although she has been blamed for the world's infamy, she has no regrets, just because she fell in love with Ye Cang and is willing to kill the world for him!

But!

A bowl of poisoned wine he personally gave wasted her martial arts and gave her to another woman, who was also her legitimate sister Yan Qingyue!

I will always stop torture, humiliation, and live humiliation in humility and sadness. I just want to ask one question: Why?

However, she never saw Ye Cang again until she died, and Yan Qingyue became the queen of Ye Kingdom.

Yan Qingyue’s wedding night is the day she dies.

I thought she would return to the Yellow Spring with a full of hatred, but opened her eyes again and became Yan Qingyu, the prime minister of Mo Sang Kingdom, a poor person with the same name, surname and fate.

Time has only passed half a year...

Hahahahaha...

It's only half a year... No hurry, no hurry...

It’s still a long time, so let’s slowly settle those old debts bit by bit!

Yan Qingyu, who had her eyes closed, raised a gloomy smile and slowly fell asleep...

But knowing how long it took, Yan Qingyu felt someone around her touching her. She opened her eyes suddenly, and a sudden burst of panic passed by when she was confused.

Then return to calm.

"Big brother?"

Yan Ziran's handsome face showed a gentle and doting smile, and her body exuded a sleepy warm and soft feeling. "Silly girl, I heard that you were struck by lightning, but I thought you were struck by your brain and couldn't remember me!"

Yan Qingyu was supported by Yan Ziran and sat upright. She quietly looked at the gentle and handsome man in front of her.

Yan Ziran sat beside her bed, her eyebrows and eyes showed suspicion, "By the way, Qingyu, why did you leave the mansion and go out alone?"

"My legs can't move. My brother thought I could go out alone?" She sneered coldly, her face full of mockery.

The original owner Yan Qingyu was an accident when she was a child and she couldn't stand on her legs for a long time, so she could get out of bed and walk without moving for thirty steps. How could she leave the house alone?

"and you……"

"Brother, I don't know what happened, I don't know how to get out, I don't know how to come back, I don't know what happened in the middle..."

She looked at Yan Ziran seriously, her cold gaze was shining with a faint color, and this fearless gaze made Yan Ziran stunned.

This youngest sister is very timid and afraid in her impression. When will she look at people with this kind of perspective?

What exactly happened?

Yan Ziran sent someone to call the doctor. Before the doctor came, she secretly reached out to take her pulse, and then curled her lips and sneered.

Not to mention malnutrition, but the cold poison is extremely severe. The meridians of both legs are damaged and the cold air hurts the body, causing her body to be in a state of great cold. If not regulated, she will not only not survive thirty, but will also lose the qualification to be a mother forever.

Cold poison does not appear in the body casually...

Haha... poisoned?

The doctor came to her and bent down, then took the pulse seriously and said, "Young Master, this seventh lady is not seriously injured. She just has a little cold in her body. Just cook a bowl of ginger soup to remove the cold air!"

Yan Qingyu's dark and calm eyes were not warm at all, and some were as calm as water, just staring at the doctor quietly.

Yan Ziran breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gently: "Okay, thank you!"

"Where is where, this is a small responsibility!" The doctor packed the medicine box and didn't even prescribe the prescription, so he hurriedly left.

"I feel relieved when I see you are fine. You can rest well first and see you later!"

Looking at Yan Ziran's back, Shui Xiu couldn't help but ask carefully: "Miss... Why didn't you tell the eldest son? The eldest son must have made the decision for us..."

The second and third ladies would leave the house alone. They sent someone to tie the house out of the house... It was not until three days later that the lady who was struck by lightning was found in the mass grave.

Even if you are struck by lightning, you can clearly see the purple marks on the lady's body. When cleaning the lady's body, you also find that the lady is not the perfect body...

The lady has been...

Yan Qingyu's eyes were cold and numb, without pain, no sorrow, and no hatred.

All there is is endless ridicule.

Complaint?

As for Yan Ziran's gentle personality, what if he complains to him?

Complaints are useless, and revenge is the most practical.

At least she would personally kill the murderers who bullied her, so that they could taste the darkest despair in the world.

The hatred of the original owner included!

This is the reward of borrowing her body!

A slammed out the door and a coquettish voice rang out loud: "Drag that dead cripple out!"

Several strong women squeezed into the tattered yard, fierce and vicious. They pushed away the water sleeves that were protecting Yan Qingyu and dragged Yan Qingyu directly from the bed...

He slammed hard outside the door, at the feet of a girl in gorgeous clothes...

"Yan Qingyu, you are really lucky. You can't kill you?"

Yan Qingyu looked up coldly, and the girl in a gorgeous dress in front of her was pretty face and delicate facial features, as dazzling as a glass doll made by a master.

However, the viciousness in her eyes destroyed her beauty and only made people feel particularly distorted.

She is Yan Hongmei, the prime minister's second daughter, and she usually likes to bully the original owner the most, simply because the fourth prince she loved had an engagement with Yan Qingyu.

It is said that Yan Qingyu's biological mother decided to have a marriage.
Chapter completed!