This king's beloved concubine is the sweetest in the world

Chapter 1279 Unacceptable Facts

On the contrary, Xie Wenhao saw the extreme distress, he quickly knelt down and rubbed her, and said distressedly: "Jun'er, be careful, does it hurt, do you want to take some medicine?"

"No need." Yang Wanjun shook her head, quickly pulled Xie Wenhao up, looked at the servant girl and asked anxiously, "Say, what is it?"

The ferocity in those eyes made the servant girl take two steps back in fear. Under the pressure, the servant girl could only tremblingly say: "It is said that Young Master Yang Yanqing is dead."

"what?"

"boom!"

The teacup on the corner of the table was thrown directly to the ground, it was so loud and ear-piercing in the study.

"Say it again, you lied to me, right? My grandfather clearly promised me to take good care of Qing'er. How could Qing'er be allowed to be killed? I don't believe it."

Squeezing the servant girl's collar fiercely, her face was full of disbelief and grief, she never believed it was true.

The servant girl was so hurt by her pull, but she didn't dare to resist, so she could only speak weakly: "It's true, young lady, the person who came to send the message is the person you arranged in the Yang family, and he also said that Young Master Yang Yanqing was the one who was killed by Yang Yanqing." The old Patriarch killed him."

"boom!"

After the voice fell, the servant girl was thrown out by Yang Wanjun and hit the door fiercely. She flew out completely and flew a long way before landing on the ground with blood flowing from her mouth, and she fell into a coma.

After the maid flew out, Yang Wanjun couldn't help but fell backwards. Fortunately, Xie Wenhao caught it quickly, thus avoiding close contact with the earth.

"My lord..."

Xie Wenhao worriedly looked at the desperate Yang Wanjun, his eyes were full of anger, that old man Yang ignored their words, did he not take Pill Tower seriously?
Tightly grasping Xie Wenhao's palm, even so, Yang Wanjun did not feel a trace of warmth, tears were streaming down her pretty face, and she said in a desperate and painful voice: "Wenhao, I My younger brother is dead, he was killed by grandpa, how can grandpa be so cruel, Qinger is my younger brother, even if it is not for my sake, it should be for yours to protect my younger brother, even if he was killed Su Hua killed me, but I can accept it, but no, no, grandpa killed Qing'er himself, what should I do, Wen Hao, my heart hurts, my only brother died, how should I die for me My mother told me that I hate him, I hate my grandfather, and I hate my younger brother and I being born in the Yang family."

Yang Wanjun had been crying for a long time, and there was nothing but despair in those eyes, and no other colors could be seen.

Yang Yanqing's death hit her hard. She originally tried to find a way to take over her younger brother, but who knew that her grandfather never agreed to her at all, and even threatened her, killing her younger brother directly regardless of her face.

Finally, other colors appeared in Yang Wanjun's despairing eyes, those eyes were full of hatred for Yang Yunping, she clenched her teeth tightly, as if she was about to bite them to bleed.

"Jun'er, don't bite, it will hurt, it hurts your body, it hurts my heart."

Xie Wenhao hugged Yang Wanjun tightly, and no longer let her torture him. His heart was tightly restrained by Yang Wanjun, and he could deeply feel the pain from Yang Wanjun. She hurt, and he hurt even more.

"Jun'er, don't cry, I promise, I promise, you will kill your grandfather and that woman to avenge Qing'er, this group of people must die, especially the Yang family, Qing'er, when I kill Yang Yunping After that, I will hand over the power of the Yang family to you, okay, let Yang Yunping, an old man, and that bitch go down and apologize to Qing'er."

(End of this chapter)