Gold Medal Diao Concubine of the Stupid King

The man's tone was decisive and straightforward.As the lord of Qianjue Palace, he has been unable to recover the lore for many years in a row, and has been defeated by this woman many times, so he might as well die!At least die happily!

Seeing the man's posture, Yun Qianran became even happier.Turn around and face the man.Looking at the man's obviously resentful face, his lips curled up in a playful arc, and he said to him, "Why? Don't you want to kill him?"

"Will you return it?" The man sneered.

"No." Yun Qianran replied decisively.

"Huh!" The man snorted coldly, and after Yun Qianran put down the knife, he threw away the sackcloth and sat beside Yun Qianran in a white undershirt.

Yun Qianran looked at the man and frowned: "Hey! Can I sit somewhere else? There are so many misunderstandings about lonely men and widows!"

When the man heard this, the contempt in his red eyes was undisguised, and he said with disgust, "Can you be considered a woman?"

"If you want to die, I don't mind giving it to you." Yun Qianran's attitude was calm, and she treated the man beside her as if she had been an old friend for many years.In fact, it is true.The link between the two people is the two flying knives.

If the lore is returned to him, he will not come to him again, and there is no reason to come to him.As the owner of the Qianjue Palace of the Demon Sect in Jianghu, he will never have any contact with her.So, she didn't pay it back.And he didn't really try to grab it.If he really wanted to snatch the lore away, he wouldn't come here every year, and he would only come here once a year.

This person also wants to see her.

"You're married, how are you? How is the prince?" The man with black hair and red eyes sat beside Yun Qianran, his handsome face was full of confusion.Looking at Yun Qianran who was at the side, she asked faintly.

No one could imagine that such a person would be the Palace Master of the Devil's Cult.Obviously, it looks more like a lost child.

Seeing the man like this, Yun Qianran felt helpless, touched his head, and sighed: "You look at me with this expression, do you want me to bully you, or to bully you to death?"

After the words fell, the scene instantly returned to its original coldness. The man looked at Yun Qianran and remained silent for a long time. After speaking, he said lightly, "Damn! Yun Qianran, do you really want to die?"

"No." Yun Qianran replied decisively.

"You haven't told me, is that man okay?" The man looked at Yun Qianran and asked again.

Yun Qianran heard the words, looked at him, and said solemnly: "For me, it's very good."

Hearing this, the man frowned, and an arrogant smile appeared on his face: "Really? I understand." After speaking, the man left.

So, what is he doing here today?Yun Qianran looked at the man and thought feebly.

After the sudden visit by the guests, Yun Qianran felt more exhausted, so she went back to the room and fell asleep first.

The next day, early in the morning.

Yun Qianran was arrested by Cui Zhu early on.Dress up, then comb her hair and put in the hairpin.

Soon, in the bronze mirror, Yun Qianran, who looked a little sleepy and didn't know what day and night it was, now looked more like a charming eye.

In the bronze mirror, the woman's face is like a peach blossom, her phoenix eyes are blurred, and there is a faint smile on her lips.

"Cui Zhu, are you extra serious today?" Yun Qianran asked, looking at herself in the bronze mirror.

"Naturally, it's the first time for the young lady to return home, so she must show the group of unknown people how good our young lady is." Cuizhu was angrily.

When Yun Qianran heard the words, she rolled her eyes at the woman, and then walked out of the room.