The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

His tone, his actions, he really treated her like a three-year-old baby.

The deep and lingering voice entered the ears, and the deep gentleness made Lin Qingran's heart beat violently, and the little face against his chest instantly became hot.

The man is obviously very unfamiliar with coaxing people, and the pat on the back is not standard, but Lin Qingran can feel his seriousness.

This earnestness, this gentleness hidden in her earnestness, made her grievance gradually subside, and her howling and crying gradually turned into a soft whimper, and her two pink, tender, light-white hands naturally moved from her Because of this action, she will be more comfortable, and the unique quiet fragrance of his body will penetrate into her nostrils more easily, and the coolness on the chest due to dampness cannot match his bosom. In this warmth.

"I won't let her die easily..." Lin Qingran nestled tightly in her arms, but there were no more tears in her eyes, and said softly, "My mother was forced to death by her." Yes, she took my mother's husband, ruined my mother's love, dug out my mother's heart, and finally stained my mother's name, I can't let her die easily, she is too cheap..."

Yun Zheng naturally knew who she was talking about in Lin Qingran's mouth. He was a little happy and a little pained. Although he was happy that Lin Qingran would open his heart to him at this time, he felt pain. This kind of memory was just a memory of her losing her mother. The scar was torn open again, and it was painful last time.

He put his chin on Lin Qingran's head, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "...the crimes you have suffered, the hardships you have suffered, and the enmity you have experienced, they can't take it too seriously..."

"Life for life, my mother's life will naturally be repaid with her life, but the crimes my mother suffered before she was alive, she will suffer ten times and a hundred times." Lin Qingran's voice was muffled, and Yun Zheng's heart The pain was excruciating, but she didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she could only keep patting her on the back, silently supporting her.

Mrs. Lin is a pain that Lin Qingran can never avoid. Her unjust death is like a sparking fuse that burns up bit by bit, and even the veil on the face of the ugly family is lifted. Come.

The hatred between her and Fahrenheit, the estrangement between her and Lin Xiangye, and the estrangement between her and the Lin family are slowly and secretly spreading. No one can predict what will happen in the end.

Lin Qingran seemed to have accumulated a lot of words and wanted to say them, she didn't look at Yun Zheng, she just closed her eyes, and said in a daze: "I hate Fahrenheit, but I hate him even more, my mother is such a good woman , respect her husband, love her children, and take care of the huge Xiangfu properly. It is because of the so-called "true love" that she has become useless. She is obviously the wife of the Ming matchmaker, but she was murdered by a concubine. To be cast aside, all of this is just a man's selfishness, a selfishness that disregards morality for the sake of beauty..."

Lin Qingran chuckled: "True love? I want to see how true this love is, I want to see, without that face he loves, without the thriving power of the Hua family, this man is still Can you be strong enough to love..."

She smiled brightly, opened her eyes to look at Yunzheng, and continued: "My mother is dead, she is still alive, relying on her mother's family, and can continue to live a life of prosperity and wealth, how can there be such a reason in the world? What is love between life and death? What Fahrenheit is most proud of in this life is that although she is a concubine, she can win his heart. If she knows that this sincerity is nothing but a sugar-coated bitter fruit, how will she feel? But it will be like my mother in those years, living like years, horrible..."