after losing heart

Chapter 62 [069] Worried About Him

Seeing that he was silent, Qiancheng thought he was unwilling, and smiled lightly, "I know that the owner of the shop will not give it, but for Qiancheng today, it is not important to give or not to give the antidote. Qiancheng is not afraid to send Rushuang is not afraid of death!"

The man looked down, "What do you want?"

Maybe he didn't even realize it, but there was a trace of panic in his tone that he had never seen before.

"I don't want to do meticulous work anymore." Qiancheng leaned weakly on the head of the bed, and smiled dilapidatedly, "Actually, I'm not a good workman either, so I can't help Fangzhu."

Not only did she not help, but she even designed him. When she thought of this, she felt a little sorry for this man.

"Isn't it a good job?" The man sneered, "Is it because of the relic? You took advantage of the sect master, are you guilty?"

A thousand cities were shocked, so he knew it all.

Then he...

The man gave her a cold look, and then continued: "Su Mochen is planning to get the relic here to save his mother, right?"

"no!"

Without even thinking about it, I blurted out.

After finishing speaking, she felt that the answer was too fast, and she seemed to be trying to cover up, so she quickly covered up: "Actually, I don't know either."

You can tell the emperor that you ate it, but you can't tell him. As the owner of Yuxiangfang, he must know whether she has a headache or not.

With a sneer, the man leaned forward in front of her, "At this moment, you are still helping him?

Qiancheng froze for a moment.

Is she helping him?
Seems to be!
It seemed that these were her instinctive reactions, and she didn't even think about it herself.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly thought of something, looked into his eyes, and asked solemnly: "Will Fangzhu harm Su Mochen because of the relic?"

"What?" The man's eyes flashed, he straightened up, and the sneer on his lips deepened, "Are you worried about him?"

Qiancheng was silent.

"Su Mochen is a man with a dark belly and a very deep city. Don't you know that he has been just using you?" The man was still smiling, his eyes flickering.

Of course she knew.

These words were like a knife piercing her vitals.

She bent her lips, and she smiled bitterly: "Master Su Mochen seems to know Su Mochen very well?"

"Of course! Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles." The man's smile didn't change, and there was still a trace of sarcasm, but his face under the mask froze slightly.

At this time, there was a slight knock on the door, "Madam Qian, have you rested yet?"

It's Yang Hen.

Startled, Qiancheng looked at Sikong Wei.

Sikong Wei raised the corners of his lips, smiled charmingly, and suddenly leaned in front of her. She was startled, thinking that he was going to kiss her, and turned her face, the man's warm lips just wrapped around her earlobe, "If you want to kiss me, my sect master If you don't deal with Su Mochen, you should stay in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, otherwise, if the head of this sect sends any news to the old emperor, he will be killed!"

Like an electric shock, Qiancheng trembled all over, but before he could react, he saw a white shadow shaking in front of him, and the man had disappeared.

Yang Hen was still at the door, "Madam Qian..."

(End of this chapter)