The emperor's plan: to rule the world

693 Threat
Being stared at by such affectionate eyes, Qin Shu turned her head suddenly, and met Yin Xian's eyes looking straight at her, such a dignified and elegant noble daughter from a family, but her watery eyes are full of affection, soft It seems to be able to melt people in it.

Qin Shu: "..."

He is going to go to his master to wash his eyes.

Does this woman know what it means to be reserved?
Yin Qinghe didn't notice her strangeness, looking at the two brothers of the Qin family in front of him, Yin Qinghe said with a smile: "Brother Qin, and... the third son? Why do you two want to leave the city?"

Qin Shu's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even give him a spare look: "A friend sent something, come and have a look."

With that said, Qin Shu walked towards some porters on the other side.

Yin Qinghe looked at him walking away, his expression unchanged: "Why didn't you see the girl who was with Qin Shu today?"

Qin Yi glanced at him: "That girl has her own things to do."

"Is that so!" Yin Qinghe looked at him with a smile, with a curious look: "I heard that girl can chat with Princess Jinghong?"

Qin Yi: "Not sure."

"Princess Jinghong has such a temper, that girl can actually chat with her, Brother Qin, isn't he afraid that his head will be stained green?"

Qin Yi was speechless: "I said you are a big man, do you need to slander the reputation of other girls like this?"

In order for his younger sister to successfully marry Qin Shu, this guy did everything he could, even doing things like slandering the reputation of a girl's family.

If it wasn't for that Wancheng girl, if any other girl were replaced, would that girl still be alive?
Qin Yi just said this casually, he knew that Yin Qinghe would definitely not change his mind just because of his few words, but he didn't expect that when he finished speaking, he saw a cold light flash in front of his eyes.

He subconsciously squinted his eyes, and the next moment, he saw a long sword hanging around Yin Qinghe's neck.

Qin Yi: "..."

How fast!

Qin Shu casually held the sword, his expression was indifferent, and his tone seemed very leisurely, but what he said was not very polite: "Young Master Yin, do you know what it means to speak misfortune?"

Yin Xian was taken aback by him: "Third...Third Young Master, you..."

Yin Qinghe turned his head to look at him, then lowered his eyes to look at the long sword on his neck, and smiled slightly: "Third Young Master...do you dare to do it?"

Qin Shu smiled, raised his eyebrows, and slashed his neck lightly with the long sword, leaving a bloodstain on his neck.

The pain came clearly, and the blood slowly overflowed, Yin Qinghe stopped his mouth instantly.

No matter how ignorant he was, he would never bet on Qin Shu's cruelty with his own life.

He didn't expect Qin Shu to dare to attack.

Yin Xian's face turned pale with fright, and seeing the clear bloodstain on Yin Qinghe's neck, her heart arose: "Third...Third Young Master, big brother, he didn't mean it, can you... can you, can you?" Let go first?"

Qin Shu ignored him: "Young Master Yin, this sword was given to me by my Patriarch. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can cut hair and cut iron like mud."

"Eldest Young Master, you have to be careful. If my hand shakes a little bit, and the stroke is a little deeper, the little life of Young Master Yin may be gone."

Yin Qinghe's face turned blue: "Qin Shu, do you dare to hurt my son's life?"

(End of this chapter)