The Proud Ugly Girl's Addicted Foolish Husband

Chapter 263 Dirty blood dyed (2)
He hooked his lips lightly, and she smiled like a flower.He raised his eyebrows slightly, and she was flustered.She only had him in her eyes from beginning to end.

Seeing the woman's infatuation, he always felt that he was not worthy.Can only wait and see from afar.

Without love, marrying someone is not marrying.He needed someone to inherit the family business, so he chose the gentle and sweet woman, thinking that maybe he would not love her, but she could indeed be a good wife.Of course, I just didn't expect that many things happened that were not expected.

Who would have thought that the ugly child who made him feel that he had been cuckolded at the beginning was actually King Cang's, but now he can clearly confirm that the child has nothing to do with Yanping.

I misunderstood and let down the woman who treated me so infatuatedly, and let her end her life in a hurry amidst endless longing and bitter waiting.

Gong Yichen only felt that his chest was very tight.He didn't care about Xue Li Cang's words either.

Wuying Zikun, smiling with captivating peach blossom eyes, took a slight look at Wuying Hongtian, who was sitting in a tall seat with an elegant posture, domineering and unrestrained, who only cared about drinking, and then looked at Qingwang with a purple complexion, slightly curling the corners of his lips, I just feel wonderful.

The more chaotic, the more exciting and happy he felt.Of course, when the eyes touched the gentle blue figure with the corners of the lips hanging down, the eyes couldn't help turning cold.

At this moment, Wuying Qingxiang also looked at Wuying Zikun, one evil and the other elegant, and the two fires were burning silently in Xuan Zhiangdian.

Wuying Zikun was startled, since the day of the hunting meeting, he felt that Wuying Qingxiang was not easy.At this moment, I just feel that he is hiding even more.The fire was only on for a moment, and Wuying Qingxiang moved his eyes to the woman in red, as if he and Wuying Zikun just casually looked at each other and greeted each other.

At this time, Xue Qianbai is like a red dress in the eyes of Wuying Qingxiang, burning quietly, not lukewarm, and waiting for everyone to find out, it has become a prairie fire.

In his heart, he was very much looking forward to what she would do?How does she want to do it?

And what about the man, the man who'd been drinking alone and treating everyone else like nothing?

He couldn't believe he would be so indifferent.

Xiaoxin, everyone is caring about you, you must be well.Xiaoxiang only wants you to be well.

"Very well, you don't have anything to say. Then it's my concubine's turn to say it."

Suddenly Gong Qianbai stood up and looked at the crowd, "I believe that everyone will not forget what happened on the day of the hunting meeting! My concubine still remembers what happened on that day."

Hearing the incident of the day of the hunting meeting brought up again, everyone in the hall did not change their minds.

"This concubine will not let anyone who hurts my concubine's husband, not even one!"

Gong Qianbai lifted the sword in her hand again, looked coldly at the expressions of the people in the hall, and said cold and ruthless words from her mouth.

Seeing the bloody, frosty face, the resolute and resolute words, coupled with the long sword that was still dripping with blood, made everyone in the hall tremble with fear.

She lowered her head slightly and then raised it coldly, glanced at everyone with sharp knife-like eyes, and moved her footsteps slightly, looking at the pale and sweaty civil servants who couldn't stand her momentum, and other people with shocked eyes.

The footsteps were still moving, silver flashed, and the white cloth was flying, accompanied by a tragic "ah."

The blood-stained sword moved slightly, took over the rags flying lightly in the air, looked at the pale-faced minister of Mongolia who fell to the ground, Gong Qianbai stretched out the sword in his hand, and looked at the blood that was also stained on the sword Looking at the minister on the ground again, he stretched out the cloth on the sword in front of the minister who fell on the ground, slightly hooked his lips and teeth, and said coldly and emotionlessly, "It's only a short time since spring, and the people of the Wu Kingdom The weather is just right, and this minister is so hot that he is sweating. Wipe it off! I won’t go back and say that my country of Wu has neglected you distinguished guests. How bad it is!"

Immediately, Xue Qianbai picked the rag from the sword to the head of the minister lying on the ground, frowned slightly and looked at the water stains on the ground, then raised his head to look at Ouyang Yantao, "Unexpectedly, the Mongolian country is so courageous." color."

"I don't know how courageous those who assassinated my concubine's father and made my concubine's husband disappear." After finishing speaking, Gong Qianbai's eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the palace again, "Don't worry, you will all be safe and sound The ones who left from the country of fog."

Before those people who were not like the minister who was lying on the ground and fainted from fright breathed a sigh of relief, Binghan's words sounded again, Xue Qianbai raised the sword in his hand, looked at the tip of the sword, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a stunning look And with an enchanting smile, "Wu Country is the home of my concubine's husband, how can I let this concubine dye your dirty blood?"

(End of this chapter)