deadly mantra

Chapter 373 Don’t give me a chance to choose

Leng Hongru frowned:
"Are you threatening me?"

Ji Fanyin lazily raised her eyes and looked at him:
"It's a warning."

Wind blows.

Ji Fanyin raised her hand and lifted up the flying hair that covered her sight:

"You sent people to assassinate Shui Qingchen three times and four times, and you did not hesitate to sacrifice Cang Lie in order to sow discord between me and him.

Even if my life is endangered, you still have reason to do what you decide.

Knowing this, my trust in you has never wavered in the slightest. "

His eyes reflected the smile that touched the corner of her mouth. Leng Hongru vaguely realized that she was about to break away from his control. He wanted to speak, but in the end he remained silent.

Ji Fanyin saw his troubles and smiled:

"Over the years, your high expectations have been placed on me, and I feel uncomfortable when you are disappointed.

What are your expectations for me? If you don’t tell me, I won’t ask.

In front of you, I am as honest as a blank piece of paper. You know best what kind of person I am.

So, Aru, don't give me a chance to make a choice. Between you and Shui Qingchen, I don't dare to face the answer. "

At this time, a person walked out of the door. It was An Wushuang. She walked up to Ji Fanyin charmingly and curtsied.

Leng Hongru's cold eyebrows relaxed slightly, and most of the sudden chill in his body dissipated. His cold eyes flickered past the frozen An Wushuang and walked away.

An Wushuang let out a long sigh, pressed his frightened heart with his jade hands, gave Ji Fanyin a hard look with his eyes, and complained:

"My grandma, if you want to stir up troubles with Tai Sui, don't do it today. I'm just an errand boy, and I still want to make it down the mountain alive."

Ji Fanyin laughed heartlessly, but she knew very well that if An Wushuang hadn't suddenly come out, Leng Hongru would not have spared her so easily.

Knowing what he would do to her, she still chose to say what she just said.

Be it a warning or a threat.She wanted Leng Hongru to clearly know the importance of Shui Qingchen in her heart.

Ji Fanyin restrained her smile slightly, her eyes looked a little grateful, and she asked:
"When did you come?"

An Wushuang said softly:

"The dozens of carts of gifts sent by the master have filled the Duckweed Pavilion so much that there is no space for a place to stay. I came over to say hello to the little master first. The large force transporting the gifts is behind, and I think the time is almost up. "

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a red light rushed into the sky.

It is a signal flare unique to Poyun Palace.

The army has arrived.

In a moment, the whole mountain was boiling.

The atmosphere is lively and lively.

Ji Fanyin stood at the door with her handrail, watching the people coming and going, and the carloads of treasures flowing into the yard.

An Wushuang wanted to say something, but felt that no matter how many words of congratulations he said, they would not be worth the value of the most inconspicuous gift among the many.

She was silent for a moment, and then noticed that the smile on Ji Fanyin's lips was faint, as if she was already used to this grand occasion.

An Wushuang remained silent, his thoughtful eyes still falling on Ji Fanyin.

At this time, as if aware of her gaze, Ji Fanyin turned sideways and looked right at her.

That look was one-third calm, one-third cynical, and the remaining part revealed an unpredictable meaning.

An Wu's pupils shook violently, and an uneasy feeling came over his heart:

"Why are you looking at me like this, little master?"

Ji Fanyin looked away, leaving only a smile on her lips:
"You're being followed."

(End of this chapter)