Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 97 The Violent Boy
His gait is languid:
"Sister Qiuwen, when she beat my Xiaojiu, did she ever think that she was too polite? My maid, when will it be your turn to teach me a lesson?
"When you were Li Shi's minion and got poison to assassinate me, did you ever think that it was too polite? After all, I am also the master of this mansion, right?"

The young man's voice is warm and mellow but clear, like a jar of peach blossom wine in the cold night.

Qiuwen felt chills down her spine, stared at Xiao Tingchen, and subconsciously backed away, "You, what do you want to do? This is Rong'an Yuan, and it's Madam's territory! If you dare to mess around, Madam will definitely not let you go!"

Xiaoxiao Chunyu was blown into the veranda by the cold wind.

The hem of the platycodon blue robe fluttered with the boy's footsteps, bringing a long string of fine water droplets on the side of the clogs.

But in the blink of an eye, a young man with a clear smell of tobacco appeared in front of Qiu Wen.

Cold and bright red lips moved to her ears:

"Sister Qiuwen once said that I was useless when she beat Xiaojiuer of my family. If I dare to stand up for her, you Qiuwen will chop off my head?"

He seemed to be joking, like whispering between lovers.

There was a flash of thunder.

Qiuwen saw evil in his beautiful peach eyes, like a demon.

And the aura exuding from him was something she had never seen before!

She finally understood that this bastard was not as simple as she and his wife thought!
The maid who had been in charge of Rong'an Yuan for many years finally couldn't bear this coercion.

She fell to her knees with a "plop"!
She looked terrified, "My lord, servant, servant..."

Before she could speak quickly, a cold iron awl thinner than her little finger pierced into her heart.

Qiuwen looked up in horror.

The young man in front of him had no mercy on his face, only a calm and unhurried look.

The dark red blood slipped from the cap of the sky, winding down between the eyebrows, setting off the woman's fair and beautiful face, it looked very terrifying in the dim light.

Xiao Tingchen pulled out the cold iron cone.

The cold iron cone was only half a foot long, and after being wiped clean by him, he pushed it into the smoky gun with familiarity.

From the outside, the dark purple and gold bong is exquisite and exquisite, and there is no trace of hidden weapons at all.

The body of the woman in the pool of blood twitched a few times.

Before Qiuwen died, she still stared at Xiao Tingchen with wide eyes.

It seems unbelievable,

He was actually killed by a concubine who used to look down on him!

His movements are so decisive and neat, how can he look like a scholar who has been ill for a long time and has no strength to restrain his chicken? !

Xiao Tingchen lifted the hem of his robe, and squatted down in front of the dying Qiuwen.

Bai thin fingertips caressed Qiu Wen's neck, he studied it carefully for a while, then suddenly smiled, "I should have cut off your head and gave it to Xiao Jiu'er as you said, but my sister is timid by nature... that's all, you I will keep my head for you."

After speaking, he got up and left with a flick of his sleeves.

After taking a few steps, the young man suddenly stopped and glanced sideways at Qiuwen.

He raised his eyebrows and took a few steps back.

The clean moiré soap boots are slowly raised.

next moment,
Suddenly stepped on Qiu Wen's head!
The once beautiful face in the pool of blood was instantly torn apart!
The garden is full of spring rain.

The bowl-sized peony hides under the lush green branches and leaves.

The rain and dew poured along the tip of the leaf and rolled down into the flower bowl, tender and affectionate, like a gift.

There were bright red blood stains under the boy's boots.

They spread out in the soil one by one, and infiltrated into the flower roots silently.

This year's Qingming rain sprinkled the garden of the mansion in this silent night, washing away the blood stains in the dark.

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