The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 610 Invisible Grief (4)

Lightly lift your fingers and pluck the strings.

The sound of the piano is like a clear stream flowing quietly in Chengtian Hall.

Xia Mengyao smiled clearly, and said softly: "Mo Xi, I have returned your General Zhenyuan to you." After speaking, she played the piano with her left hand and flicked her sleeve with her right hand.

Zuo Shaoyi was lifted up in the air by Xia Mengyao's internal force, and flew towards Xia Moxi who was standing on the hall.

Xia Moxi turned sideways gently, avoiding Zuo Shaoyi's blood-spattered body.

Lan Rong rushed to catch Zuo Shaoyi with all his strength, and saved him from death.Lan Rong would not act on his own initiative, when Xia Mengyao shook his sleeves, he received Xia Chenxi's "save someone" wink.

Xia Mengyao looked at Xia Chenxi strangely. Xia Chenxi, who has always regarded human life as nothing, would save people?Xia Mengyao smiled curiously: "Could it be that Ben Gong guessed wrong, could Zuo Shaoyi be sent by Chen to monitor Ben Gong's actions?"

Xia Chenxi was indifferent.Xia Mengyao must die today.He was looking for an opportunity, and Xia Mengyao was even more powerful than Xia Mengyao in terms of martial arts, poison, and internal strength.

He only has one chance.

"That's all, that's all." Xia Mengyao's pure eyes concealed murderous intent.

"clang--"

With a concentrated hook with her index finger, she broke a golden string in the center by herself.

Liu Yiting's heart skipped a beat.Xia Mengyao has a conspiracy!
The lingering sound dissipated.

"what--"

An official in Chengtian Palace was shot in the chest by a broken string, and blood spattered from the mouth.

Xia Mengyao began to play the piano.

The qin has seven strings, and the broken golden string is usually just for decoration, but today she specially puts a secret poison into it, when she starts playing the tune, the poison will gradually spread, colorless and odorless, melt into the air, penetrate into the body.

Cold silver light.

Seven silver needles shot straight at the seven strings on Xia Mengyao's piano.

moment.

The music stopped.

Xia Mengyao didn't have time to knock out the silver needle.

Because, Xia Chenxi and the silver needle flew out at the same time.

Silver needled strings.

With a ruthless murderous look, Xia Chenxi's palm was sharp, and he hit Xia Mengyao's eyebrows.

He only has this one chance.

The cold air diffused out of his body. He was wearing a black crown suit. Against the black backdrop, there was a layer of white cold mist visible all over his body. The cold mist accumulated more and more, turning into countless cold swords.

(End of this chapter)