first concubine

Chapter 132 The Light of Hell.

"woke up?"

The man's voice sounded in the gloomy darkness, his voice was low and hoarse, tinged with unknown gloom.

I can't tell the difference between voice and color.

The autumn-like heart trembled for a moment, and the man's charming voice was stretched extremely long by the night, mysterious, with a touch of coolness.

"What are you here for?"

Her voice was cold and crisp, without much emotional ups and downs.

The man lying beside her said in a cold voice, "Do you like the gift I gave you today?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Qiu Yinong almost sat up reflexively.

But the noble and cold aura of the man beside him spread out like a net, she was a little out of breath, but she calmed down.

"You sent that head?!"

Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone. It turned out that this person sent her the head during the day.

In other words, it was his people who dropped the things Zhan Yue sent on the way and sent Zhou Yi's head to her. What's the meaning of that?
In the darkness, the man seemed to be smiling with raised eyelids, but his words were very dark: "That's not a human head, that's your life."

Qiu Yi's heart thumped a bit, and it became cold a little bit.

She knew what this man meant.

Zhou Yi knew that she was the one who killed Liu Yuanwai, and that she was also the one who married Liu Yuanwai, which was extremely detrimental to her affairs after entering the palace.

Just ask a widow who killed her husband, where can the harem accommodate her?
Therefore, to kill Zhou Yi is to kill and silence, and this secret will never be revealed.

"You killed Zhou Yi, but so many people in the Prime Minister's Mansion knew about it, why didn't you kill them too?" Qiu Yinong said sarcastically.

In this prime minister's mansion, many people knew when she came back, and they couldn't hide it.

In the darkness, the man smiled slowly, quite lazily, and said slowly: "I know, you will take care of them."

"You think highly of me, how can I have such great ability?"

She opened her eyes, those lacquer-like pupils shone slightly, like the lonely night sky, dotted with bright stars, that light could break through the darkness.

He stared at her in the dark, his black eyes seemed to be able to see the light in her eyes clearly in the darkness of the bedside, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Eleventh, I believe that those who have entered hell must be able to bring Come to the light of hell and turn this world into hell."

Qiu Yi's heart trembled.

This man's mind is so delicate, he knows her resentment, her hatred, her blood is cold, and she will definitely destroy everything.

He understands people's hearts best and knows how to use people's hearts.

Therefore, he regarded her as a sharp sword in his hand.

This sharp sword is what he wants to stab into Zhan Yu's heart.

Suddenly her heart moved, she blurted out and asked, "Why do you hate Zhan Yu so much?"

The question seemed difficult to answer, and he was silent for a long, long time.

The atmosphere became even weirder, the depressing silence, as the more and more cold aura emanated from him, it was like a stone pressing down on the autumnal chest, a little stuffy.

His fingers hooked her hair scattered around her ears, gently entangled it, and let it go again, with extremely slow movements, repeating it again and again.

The cold and gloomy air pressure pressed over his body, Qiu Yinong knew that she asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

It touched the man's coldest and cruelest emotions.

Just when she thought he was going to get angry, she heard the man's more calm and stern voice: "Eleven, remember, Shura Palace doesn't need a killer who asks why!!"

(End of this chapter)