Shangguan Qianyu snorted, what does she know?

He threw her in front of the palace gate, but there was a reason, he couldn't go in and out with her, this woman was the daughter of the Yan family, the daughter of the prince and the young master, he didn't pinch her to death, he was generous enough to be tolerant, and she was still dissatisfied with him for losing her in front of the palace gate?

He looked at her coldly, and said with disdain and meanness: "Your words and deeds, you'd better restrain me! Now in the name of Princess Qinghe, are you so anxious to attract bees and butterflies? Or, the old love is rekindled?"

Yan Qingrui sneered and raised her face slightly: "What about the revival of old feelings? The prince is to you, and he has the hatred of taking his wife, what about you to others? Do you think you are very heartbroken? Your pain is also borne by others." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

If it weren't for this Shangguan Qianyu, the original body and Leng Yuyuan might not have a good result, but now, the original body has died, Leng Yuyuan blames himself in pain, and the infatuated men and women in the world are not only him and Xia Zirou?

He knew that his heart hurt, but what about others? Yan Qingrui, who was in anger, was deeply unworthy of his original body, and couldn't help but sting him.

He only knows his pain, he only knows his grief and unwillingness, what about Leng Yuyuan's pain, what about the pain of the original body losing a life to fight?

Shangguan Qianyu's face turned iron-blue, and her body shook, and she was in front of her, Yan Qingrui instinctively wanted to retreat and avoid it, but she was still hesitating to expose her martial arts, and after such a moment of hesitation, she felt her neck tighten, and a hand like steel choked her neck.

He was so hard that her neck could be pinched at any moment, and the sudden air and the discomfort of suffocation made her face flush.

Her skin was originally white and tender, and it could be broken by blowing, but now the red color that was rapidly congested became more and more obvious. His face was just above, his face was cloudy, his face was full of anger, his eyes were murderous, and he said sharply: "Who allowed you to mention her?"

Yan Qingrui couldn't struggle, couldn't speak, and even felt weak all over.

Nima is here again, is it addicted to pinching people's necks?

This time it was harder than last time, and the neck is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and if she pinched it like this, her neck would be broken, and she would die.

Even at such an urgent juncture, Yan Qingrui did not panic, she just stared at Shangguan Qianyu's eyes with a gaze that gradually lost focus.

There was anger in that gaze, pent-up sadness, pain, sadness, and ...... Ferocious murderous aura.

It's a foolish thing to reason with a man who is so angry that he loses his mind, and now she can't speak. She gathered all her strength in her fingers and pointed under Shangguan Qianyu's right rib.

Before he could touch Shangguan Qianyu's body, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a voice said hurriedly and fearfully: "Lord Wang, let my young lady go, please let her go, she is already very pitiful, don't hurt her......"

As the words spoke, a small body knelt at Shangguan Qianyu's feet and kept kowtowing.

This sound brought back Shangguan Qianyu's senses, and with a fierce push, Yan Qingrui's entire body was thrown out by him like a rag bag and fell into the corner.

The pain spreads quickly.

Yan Qingrui's eyes erupted with fire, and the corners of her mouth oozed blood, and her internal organs shook violently when she fell. Underneath this pain, hatred is especially palpable.

She was afraid that she couldn't help but fight back, and lowered her head, her fingernails almost digging into her flesh.