Prime Minister, madam is not to be spoiled!

Chapter 15

On the bustling streets, the sky was a bit gloomy and gloomy because of the clouds, but it didn't affect the vendors' cries.Even though there is a lot of blood and blood in this wealthy capital in secret, on the surface, it is still going on in an orderly manner.

Sitting in the soft sedan chair, Qing Ling couldn't help but recall that night three days ago over and over again.

With that sound, the woman screamed terribly.

Then the voice disappeared, and Huanyu strangely described an inexplicable fire to her, so she ignored the call.

Thinking about it now, the place they were staying at that time was indeed very close to the backyard of the Grand Master's Mansion, where the female relatives lived.And that exclamation, obviously, could only belong to the deceased.

So now, the magistrate Qian will order the yamen servant to pass her over for questioning, which should be about what happened that night.

Rape first, then kill...

Rape first, then kill...

man……

A flash of silver light flashed across her mind, she remembered that night, a man who appeared mysteriously spoke frivolously, and his words made people even more angry.

His palms covered his eyes, eyes that he thought could only live in darkness forever, but because of the adventure that night, he could see things.But after returning home, seeing the most important man in her life kissing her deeply in front of her, it was so heartbreaking.Heh... If possible, she really hoped that she would always be blind like this.

Lifting the corner of the car curtain, amidst the bustle, a touch of silver unexpectedly caught the eye.

The silver shirt is light and unruly, with golden phoenix patterns on the cuffs, and a fan with golden lacquer and jade bone is waving casually, adding a casualness to the laziness.It was him, the man of that night!
But at this moment, that person seemed to see her, and those unfathomable eyes suddenly looked towards her.

Then, he smiled at her with an elegant and gentle smile.

Before Qingling had time to draw down the car curtain, she heard a magnetic voice: "It's really like three autumns after a day. Look, even if you go to the street, Ling'er will spy on her husband."

I didn't see how he moved at all, but his people were already on the same level as the soft sedan chair she was sitting on, and followed her sedan chair all the way.

"You!" Qing Ling was furious, just gritted his teeth, and finally returned to calm, "It seems that this young master is suffering from an incurable disease, and his mind is confused. I still have important things to do, so I don't care about you .”

"My husband's surname is An, An Lijing. Ling'er must not forget, otherwise, the punishment for my husband will be very heavy." The jade bone fan was closed, and An Lijing smiled intoxicatingly. He didn't mind stealing in the middle of the night. Xiang, let her think about who he is in bed.

"Remember, I'm here for your husband, only for you."

(End of this chapter)