Chapter 882, Slut, Die!
While being confused by Yan'er, Xu Meihe also felt that she had won her husband's heart, if she didn't like her, how could she treat her so well?
So Xu Meihe decided to make up for her body and strive to give birth to her husband as soon as possible!!ββAlthough Yan'er and Xu Meihe have not shared sex in the past few months, and Xu Meihe has not taken the initiative to burrow into his bed, but tonight ...... It's hard to say. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Therefore, after buying a lot of jewelry on this day, Xu Meihe said coquettishly: "Husband, can you wait for the concubine for a while, the concubine wants to go to the medicine hall to sell some medicine." β
Yan'er was stunned: "Are you sick?" - looking at the red face, it doesn't look like a sick person.
Xu Meihe blushed and said, "It's just a tonic for women!"
Yan'er said "oh", "Then I'll go with you." β
Xu Meihe hurriedly shook her head: "No need, the concubine will go by herself, the husband will sit and drink a cup of tea, and the concubine will come back soon." β
"Oh well. Yan'er nodded, and went to the teahouse opposite to wait.
Xu Meihe bought it, which is naturally a medicine that helps women get pregnant, and she spent a lot of money to ask the old doctor in the medicine hall who is best at obstetrics and gynecology to take the pulse and catch the best medicine.
With a large bag of medicine, Xu Meihe walked towards the teahouse where Yan'er was.
Xu Meihe's joy, her joy of wanting to be a mother, and her joy of wanting to give birth to her husband also fell in the eyes of another person.
In the eyes of a man full of jealousy.
When that person knew that Xu Meihe bought the two parties that conditioned the body and helped to get pregnant, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. She raised her black pistol and aimed at Xu Meihe's slender figure.
"Slut, die!!"
With this poisonous and hateful sound, the bullet flew towards Xu Meihe's heart.
Touch!!!
A blood flower burst open, and Xu Meihe fell to the ground in response.
Such a sound resounded through Liuli Street, everyone ran out to watch, and the maid of the Xu family knelt on the ground softly, screaming again and again.
With such a big movement, Yan'er couldn't help but run out, wanting to see what was going on, but she didn't expect that she squeezed into the crowd, but saw that it was Xu Meihe who fell in a pool of blood.
Yan'er was stunned, Xu Meihe was shot??
"Husband...... Husband ......" Xu Meihe looked up at Yan'er, her eyes full of nostalgia.
"Meihe!" Yan'er hurriedly stepped forward, "How can this be?" -- who is going to kill the Xu family?! Xu Meihe is just a concubine in his house, how could anyone want her life?!
Xu Meihe has a gentle temperament, how could she form such a grudge with someone?!!
"Concubine...... I can't accompany my husband anymore......" Xu Meihe only felt that her body was gradually getting cold, and her consciousness was gradually blurred......
Yan'er's brain was overturned, and he could see at a glance that Xu Meihe was shot in the heart, but with his current mana cultivation, if he made a move, he would still be able to save Xu's life.
But...... Smoke hesitated.
After a moment of hesitation, Xu Meihe fell into Yan'er's arms with a smile, her heart had stopped beating.
For a moment, Yan'er's heart was full of mixed tastes.
After all, he still didn't like Xu Meihe......
Yan'er handed over Xu's body to the maid, his consciousness was released, he wanted to find a suspicious person, he wanted to know, who killed Xu!!
Finally, he found a person, diagonally opposite, in the private room on the second floor of Baiwei Zhai, the gun in that person's hand was still emitting wisps of green smoke, and there was no doubt that she was the one who fired this shot through the gap in the half-open window.
"It turned out to be her. Yan'er muttered these four words out of her mouth - Princess Hutuli of Heying!!
Immediately, the smoke rushed towards the target.
And the target and Ying chose to stay in place, not avoiding it at all.
The door of the private room was pushed open, and He Ying, dressed in gorgeous clothes and makeup, sat on the chair next to the bed, as if waiting for the smoke to come.
He Ying put the heavy firearm on the small table beside him and rubbed his palm, which was red from the recoil, "I didn't expect you to find it so quickly, I thought I would have to wait a little longer." β
Yan'er closed the door and walked quickly to He Ying, he looked at He Ying with a cold face: "Why are you doing this?!!
He Ying laughed "sneering", she gritted her teeth and said, "Why?!Nalan Fanzhi! You don't seem to have a very good memory!!I said a few years ago that unless your woman is above me in terms of appearance and family, I will definitely obstruct it!!, so now I kill the Xu family!!"-Kill this!!Kill this!!Kill this who got what she couldn't get!!
Yan'er couldn't help but be annoyed: "The wife you said at the time, not the concubine!!"
He Ying let out an "oh" and said with a smile: "It seems to be......"
Yan'er stomped his feet angrily: "What do you mean by 'seemingly' ?!!" -- numbness, and said that he has a bad memory!
He Ying raised her neck, and the beauty's face was full of arrogance: "So what? I hate that to death!!! I can't help it, I can only relieve my anger by killing her!!"
"You're unreasonable!!" Yan'er was furious, he reached out and grabbed He Ying's neck, "The Xu family has no grievances with you!!!Where did she offend you!!"
Yan'er, even if he didn't use all his strength, He Ying had difficulty breathing, and he could barely speak: "I...... I ......"
However, Yan'er had no intention of killing Heying, so when her face turned purple, she suddenly let go.
"Ahem!!" He Ying coughed violently twice, "What? Don't you want to kill me and avenge your concubine?!"
Yan'er snorted, "You're a princess, will the emperor let me go if I kill you?"
Hearing this, He Ying smiled, she smiled extremely brightly, "Haha, I thought you liked Xu Shi so much! It turned out that it was nothing more than that!!" - He Ying's smile came from the heart. Nalan Yan has never liked her, but she doesn't like Xu much either! At this moment, He Ying's heart is much more balanced.
Yan'er's face was cold: "When did I like Xu Meihe?
He Ying stayed for a while, and she said angrily: "For such a long time, you guys are in and out of the right ......"
Yan'er spread her hands and said, "Anyway, if you're idle, you're idle." β
"Then you still accompany her out to buy jewelry and clothes, and the silver is spent like running water!!"
"It's just silver, and the last thing I lack is silver. I can't give it to the side, but I can still give the silver. Yan'er's tone was even more indifferent. He just wanted to coax Xu and make her keep her mouth shut.
And Ying was stupid there.
Yan'er let out a long breath, after all, it was he who killed the Xu family......
said to He Ying: "Since you are pregnant, you should teach your husband and children well, don't make any more trouble!" Yan'er's tone was full of irritability.
He Ying was even more stunned: "What did you say??...... Am I pregnant?"
Yan'er looked at her suspiciously: "What? You don't even know it yourself?!" - the breath of life in the lower abdomen is already obvious, and she is at least two months pregnant.
and Ying Muran.
"You can do it yourself!" he said this, and the cigarette head walked away without looking back.
He Ying couldn't help but put her trembling hand on her lower abdomen, "I...... She was very cold to her forehead, so she rarely shared a room, but she didn't expect to be pregnant.
In an instant, the joy of motherhood diluted resentment and hatred.
She muttered, "That's it, I can't kill the person who killed my mother anyway." Then it's better to take revenge once, and see if she can continue to love Khan Amma...... If I can't, I'll just take revenge, and if I can, I'll admit defeat......"
"Fengsheng forehead...... her forehead, she has been accommodating, indulging, and even helping her all these years, and she is indeed treated very well. Maybe she can live a peaceful life with her husband and children......
With this hope, He Ying showed a long-lost smile. (To be continued.) )