The Return of the Wicked Girl: Long Live the Queen

"My sacrificial dance, how well do you dance?"

A moment of silence.

Ji Shuiyue's heart seemed to be in her throat, and her pair of red eyes were shining rapidly in the darkness, as if she was thinking about how to escape his eyes.

Hyacinth flowers sway in the breeze.

A black shadow flitted across the flower field, and the moment he hooked his lips, it approached him.

Zheng——

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the air.

The shadow's true face loomed in the faint light of dawn.

The cold and lonely eyes seem to have no focus, the dark eyes are full of murderous intent, the black hair is scattered around the ears, emitting a faint blue light in the dawn.

There was a cold air around him, the snow-white blade was placed across the man's neck, blood oozed from the blade, and slid towards his fingers along the thin blade.

Yan Po——

Ji Shuiyue was startled at first, then understood what he meant, and when the two were in a stalemate, she immediately turned over and escaped from the small courtyard.

The man glanced at the corner of the crimson clothes, smiled slightly, and turned to look at his beautiful amber eyes, his voice was light and haunting.

"Pearl, long time no see, do you miss me?"

He exerted a little force, and pushed the blade against Yan Po's blade with the blade in his hand.

Yan Po turned her wrist, and indifferently withdrew the blood-stained white blade.

The man smiled, raised his snow-white robe, stretched out his hand, and caressed Yan Po's cheek.

"My sweet Pearl, it's gotten worse again."

Yan Po's eyes suddenly turned cold, with murderous intent flowing. "Get your dirty hands off."

The man sighed softly, withdrew his hand, and there was a slight hurt in his blue eyes.

"Pearl, I'm your cousin."

"It's also the enemy who destroyed my whole family." Yan Po's voice was resounding, and her eyes were like thousands of years of ice, and she shot at him mercilessly, "One day, you will sleep forever under my sword."

"Huai'an song, there will be a time later."

His figure flashed and disappeared into the air.

Huai'ange looked at the sky quietly, the light in his clean and holy eyes turned darkly.

"Look it up, who is that woman."

As soon as the words fell, countless black shadows flew out from behind Huai'an Ge, covering the golden dawn, and flew towards the distance.

……

Ji Shuiyue went through the window and entered the house. Long Zhenqiu, who was happily nibbling pea-yellow by the bed, was frightened by the sudden change. A mouthful of pastry just got stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, making his face flushed. With sharp eyes, he stretched out his hand to Ji Shuiyue resentfully, quite like Sadako's sister.

"Take my life..."

Ji Shuiyue faded away from the uneasiness just now, blinked her red eyes, and twisted her waist with a smile.

"come."

At this time, Nie Sangyu came out from the inner room, and looked at Long Zhenqiu with stern eyes.

"Continue to install."

Long Zhenqiu refused to let go, blushed and continued to hum, "I'm not pretending, I'm choking to death, I'm dying, la la la..."

Nie Sangyu seemed to be very good at dealing with Long Zhenqiu's cuteness, so he stepped forward neatly, and slapped him hard on the back.

Ow—

Harsh screams pierced the silent dawn.

Long Zhenqiu's voice sounded like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. Even Ji Shuiyue admired his ability to imitate.

Long Zhenqiu pretended to be in pain and rolled on the ground. In fact, Nie Sangyu didn't use any strength at all, it just seemed to be in pain.

Long Zhenqiu rolled to Nie Sangyu's feet, looking at him with pitiful eyes, "Miss Sangyu, you are so cruel, you actually hit me for other women..."

Nie Sangyu pursed his lips, looking at Long Zhenqiu with indifferent eyes.

Silence, silence, silence.

"Aww—Miss Sang Yu, I hate you~~" The eldest prince Long Zhenqiu was upset.