Killer Concubine: Obtaining the Emperor's Heart by Mistake

Chapter 362 Dead Woman, How Dare You (24)
Chapter 225 You have violated the precept

It's just that everything is different now. Xia Qian said that if she appeared in front of him again, either she would die or he would die.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Nanfeng's face sank, and his eyes were so cold that there was no warmth.

Qian Jin watched the silent changes on his face, but tightly pursed her lower lip, and continued, "It's just that some spies said they saw her figure, as for her whereabouts have not been found yet, and, He's back too."

"He?" Duanmu Nanfeng turned his head suddenly, looked at Qian Jin with puzzled eyes, and prolonged the pronunciation of the word "he", which also proved that he did not guess who he was.

"Shangguan Ximing, he's back." Qian Jin's tone was not calm, but he reported in a calm tone.

Duanmu Nanfeng's body visibly trembled, his hands hidden under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and he suddenly turned sideways, looking at Qian Jin with vigilant and sinister eyes, "You let him go."

"It's not me." Qian Jin looked up at him without fear, and there was obviously a trace of injury in his eyes.

Duanmu Nanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly reached out to grab Qian Jin's collar, and said coldly, "Don't think I don't know, you also manipulated those medicines."

As the words fell, Duanmu Nanfeng threw Ge Jin on the ground without looking at her.

What he hated the most in his life was betrayal. He never thought that this person who grew up with him would betray him.

Qian Jin, who was lying on the ground, endured the tears swirling in his eyes, and tried not to let them flow down. He sniffed, raised his head and said lightly, "Yes, I did tamper with those medicines, but it just deleted them. How he got out of the ice room and how he came back to life has nothing to do with me."

"Hmph, even so, you have violated the precept. You don't have the right to do so." Duanmu Nanfeng couldn't restrain the turbulence in his heart. The resurrection of Shangguan Ximing was a big blow to him, as if he had gained another strong opponent.

"Then how does the emperor plan to punish Qian Jin?" Qian Jin curled her lower lip, and a weak wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Duanmu Nanfeng looked at Qian Jin who was still sitting on the ground, wanted to get angry but finally suppressed it, fixedly stared at her for a long time, and then said coldly, "You should know the rules. How to punish yourself."

After finishing speaking, Duanmu Nanfeng walked away without looking back.

Looking at his ruthless back, Qian Jin still couldn't hold back her eyes and burst into tears. Let her cry willfully this time, it seems like she hasn't cried like this for a long time.

She has been holding back all this time, she wants him to see her strong, so no matter what kind of sad things she encounters, she never shed tears in front of him or even behind others.

But at this moment, she couldn't bear it anymore, the pain in her heart made all her perseverance collapse at this moment.

"Father, father, do you think Jin'er is all wrong? Should I indulge him or stop him. Daddy, tell Jin'er!"

Qian Jin hammered the stone slab on the ground with one fist, the hard stone quickly turned the white and tender skin on her hand into a blotch, and the bright red blood fell on the stone slab, forming a sharp contrast with the gray and white stone slab.

(End of this chapter)