Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

In the study room which was also dominated by black, Xuanyuan Qingtian frowned slightly and looked at Xuanyuan Yiyu who also had a deep expression.

His deep and dark black eyes stared at Xuanyuan Yiyu's stubborn starry eyes without blinking, and said in a calm and oppressive voice with a sense of warning.

"You are not allowed to hurt her!"

"Brother Sanhuang, are you really in love with her? Have you forgotten what we are going to do?"

Xuanyuan Yiyu gritted his teeth, with the grief and indignation of hating iron but not steel, he looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian, his pupils clenched and said bitterly.

"I haven't forgotten. You forgot whose daughter she is. She is still valuable. You are not allowed to touch her now!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian's voice was not high, but the coercion in his tone was unquestionable, refutable, and even less rebellious. He stared at Xuanyuan Yiyu's eyes, and if you dare to touch her, I will definitely make you regret it warning means.

Xuanyuan Yiyu's sharp warning eyes patrolled Xuanyuan Qingtian's stern face. He looked slowly, and finally those eyes looked into Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes, which seemed to be a deep pool that made people addicted to it. A little different.

But the black eyes are still dark and bright, like a bottomless ocean under the night, so deep and gloomy that it is impossible to see through.

"I hope Brother Sanhuang is really as you said, because she is still useful, not because of other things. If she really becomes a stumbling block for Brother Sanhuang, I will eradicate her instead of Brother Sanhuang!"

The cold and sharp light in Xuanyuan Yi Yuxiu's eyes was nothing like the ruthless light that a 19-year-old prince should have, and the murderous look on his face was not like that of a pampered prince, but more like A killer who lived a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife in the rivers and lakes!

No one would have thought that in the palace during the day, he would be another identity of the Seventh Prince who idles around all day long and only eats, drinks and has fun!

An identity that only serves Xuanyuan Qingtian's life!

"If she is no longer useful, if she hinders me, I will ask her to deal with her!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian looked straight at Xuanyuan Yiyu unquestionably, but there was a trace of uncertainty in the place Xuanyuan Yiyu couldn't see in his eyes. His hand on his thigh clenched into a fist, as if he was grabbing for himself. It seems that he is strengthening his own will.

No one knows whether he is trying to convince himself or prove himself, only he himself knows why he is uncertain at this moment!

Suddenly, an insignificant, extremely small voice came from the door.

"Who!" Xuanyuan Qingtian yelled loudly, and ordered the guards to stand guard ten meters away from the door!There shouldn't be anyone outside the door at all, unless...

When Xuanyuan Qingtian yelled, Xuanyuan Yiyu had already shot to the door with extremely fast movement...