Queen's Purpose

Chapter 926 She just... hates him so much?

An ominous premonition flooded his mind, so when he saw the note in the wooden box, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his slender fingers stretched out almost stiffly.

He slowly picked up the paper, and it took a long time before he turned it to the front...

[Crimson Pearl Grass. 】

Just three words, familiar handwriting.

Quan Qingjiu was shocked again, and his face suddenly darkened.

Is that the answer she gave him?
He didn't even bother to write one more word, as if giving him the crimson bead grass was already benevolent.

Since the days when she left, he has hardly been angry, only his poor thoughts and firm determination to get her back, but at this moment, the moment he saw the crimson bead grass, The anger accumulated in his chest was suddenly overturned.

How can she do this?
Regardless of whether the news was true or not, she never thought about what if it was true—in order to avoid him, she didn't even care about Feili, did she?
She just... hates him so much?

This recognition made the man's eyes darken several degrees. The dark color was like overturned splashed ink, as deep as a vast ocean, filled with indescribable anger and indifference. The note seemed to crush the rice paper to pieces.

"Who sent this thing?"

The cold voice came to his ears, Fuchen was shocked suddenly, and hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, it was sent by Taifu Su... He said that the other party left after leaving the things in the Su residence, and he didn't even see anyone." , and now there is no way to find out.”

"Go find it—someone will see it!"

Quan Qingjiu's face was gloomy, and he said every word coldly, "As long as you find out the person, anyone who can provide information will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

As soon as the words fell, the man strode out with long legs.

But as soon as he got outside, another letter came.

The dark-faced man opened the letter as he walked out, thinking that compared with crimson bead grass, there was nothing that could arouse his anger.

But when he opened the letter blankly and saw the content on the letter paper, a chill instantly appeared on his gloomy face, which could no longer be described as dark and prey.

Perhaps, rigidity is more appropriate.

The slender figure was trembling uncontrollably, the man was breathing heavily, and his eyes were blazing fiercely as he stared at those simple words, as if he wanted to shoot a hole in the letter paper!
…………

Nanzhao, the Palace of Three Kings.

The entire palace was hung with bright red silk and satin, ribbons fluttering, festive colors exuded a strong sense of joy, and every servant had a smile on his face.

The servants in the mansion walked up to Wu Luo with a smile, "My lord, the tailor is here."

The man hummed lightly.

Seeing the indifferent woman walking outside the door, his handsome face softened slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he repeated what the maid said just now, "The tailor is here, are you planning to take the measurements now?" , or rest for two days before measuring?"

The woman glanced at him lightly, "It doesn't matter, it's up to you."

"It doesn't matter, you can't follow me, you choose one." He smiled.

"...Mist falls." She seemed to want to say something.

But the man interrupted her first, "Even if it's perfunctory, you should be perfunctory to me." The curvature of the corner of his mouth gradually faded, "That's all I ask of you, can't you do it like this?"

Xia Fanyin pursed her lips slightly, "...Since everyone has arrived, let's measure now."

After the words fell, he turned around and walked out again.

Wu Luo looked at her back, the look in his eyes became lighter, and his eyes were far-reaching and complicated.

(End of this chapter)