Sangar entered the camp of King Qing'an.

Because she had also come to visit King Qing'an before, and Zhou Xinmiao had made arrangements in advance, she didn't have much effort, so she walked in smoothly.

The air in the tent was not very good, even if it was incense, but I could vaguely smell a strange smell.

Sanger frowned subconsciously, but she immediately thought that although King Qing'an was conscious, he couldn't speak, and he was getting more and more confused.

Sangar entered the inner room, and those who were waiting for King Qing'an retreated.

Sangar came to the bed and looked at the face of King Qing'an. He was asleep, and there was an object on the quilt, shining silver, and he didn't know what it was.

Sanger felt curiosity for no reason, she grew up on the steppe, she was branded as a slave at birth, she was of low origin, and she had not seen anything good when she was twelve! After returning to the Qi family, she lived a life of fine clothes and food, she saw the beauty of this world, saw the brilliant life of the rich, and her heart became more and more restless.

Sanger hesitated, but couldn't help but reach out and touch the glittering things, she had a little habit, that is, she especially liked shiny things, from gold, silver, to crystals, gemstones, as long as it was dazzling, she couldn't help but touch, look, want to keep it for herself.

Sanger stretched out his hand to the silver-shiny thing on the quilt, which was cold, thin and not smooth, and very pleasant to the touch.

It's this feeling, noble, shining.

Sanger subconsciously exerted his strength. Picking it up from the quilt, who thought that it had been picked up, but immediately after, a warm liquid sprayed out, spraying Sanger's face.

She touched it with her hand, and saw blood on her hand.

Sanger was taken aback before she could react. Suddenly, I heard an angry voice: "What are you doing? ”

Sanger's body shook. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Murong Che standing not far behind her with an angry face, she looked at the blood on her hands, and then at the silver shining object. I was shocked.

The silver-shining object turned out to be a pair of scissors, and the handle was made of crystal, so it looked particularly crystal clear. Larger than life. The small, sharp scissors were dripping with blood. It looks very weird.

Wrong.

Sanger exclaimed, screaming and throwing the scissors in his hand.

Murong Che stepped forward in a few arrows and looked at King Qing'an on the couch.

There was a hole in the old prince's chest, and bright red blood was flowing out. The quilt that covered him was dyed red.

Murong Che trembled and stretched out his index finger and put it under the old prince's nose to test it, but he didn't feel any breath. I didn't even feel the faintest breath!

Murong Che withdrew his hand in shock and anger, although this person had no talent. But there is still a little common sense, he touched the old prince's body, and found that the body was not stiff, and there was temperature, obviously the person had just died.

Obviously, it was Sanger who killed him, and the scene he saw when he came in was just the moment when Sanger had just finished committing the murder.

"It's you, it's you, the woman, who killed my father." Murong Che's eyes were red, and he walked towards Sanger step by step.

Sanger was shocked and frightened, and waved his hand again and again: "It's not me, prince, listen to me, it's really not me!" ”

Where is Murong Che willing to listen to her quibbles!

This woman's hand was still sharp, and her head was stained with her father's blood, and when he walked in, he saw her murder and pulled the scissors from his father's chest! There are all human and material evidence, and she dares to quibble!

Murong Che grabbed Sangar's wrist and asked viciously, "Why do you want to harm my father, say!" ”

Sanger refused to admit that she didn't know kung fu, no matter how bad Murong Che's martial arts were, he was also a man, with a lot of strength, and in a fit of rage, he almost grabbed her wrist.

"No, it's not me. Think, Prince, what is my cause for harming the chief? What do I do to the prince on weekdays, and the prince doesn't know? I don't think it's too late to please the chief, how can I harm him. Today's incident, someone blames me, it's the princess, it must be her. Sanger remembered that the reason why he came to King Qing'an's tent was because he listened to Zhou Xinmiao's words, and a fire burst out in his heart. Thinking that the woman was a dying person, she could still play such a trick! Yes, she must have known that she had poisoned her, and she was unwilling, so she wanted to frame herself and let herself be buried with her!

Sanger pointed the finger at Zhou Xinmiao, saying that all qiē was designed by her.

After Murong Che listened to Sanger's words, the expression on his face was very distorted.

Sanger was overjoyed, thinking that he had listened to his words, and immediately said anxiously: "Prince, thinking about the friendship between you and me, I don't need to do this at all. It must be that the princess is jealous of your pampering of me, so that she will resort to such a method, so that you can misunderstand me, so that she can take the opportunity to kill me! ”

Murong Che hated it so much that he waved his hand and gave Sanger a slap.

Sanger was beaten to the ground, she never expected that Murong Che would treat her like this.

"Prince!"

"Slut!" Murong Che said loudly: "You slut, I saw you commit murder with my own eyes, not only did you not admit your guilt and didn't know your mistakes, but you put the fault on others!" How innocent is the princess, who was framed by a villain like you? ”

Sanger didn't know Zhou Xinmiao's status in Murong Che's mind at all.

Yes, Murong Che likes the new and hates the old, but whenever a woman has a bit of a posture and figure, he wants to take them into his pocket. In the past, when he was in Dayong, he was the prince of Qing'an, what kind of woman did he want? Those who wanted to slap him and go his way knew that he liked women with good colors, so he thought of finding beautiful women from all over the world and sending them to him.

But so what? A concubine is a plaything, even if she is as beautiful as a fairy, she is only used by the master for fun, and she can never be compared with the wife. Although Zhou Xinmiao is the daughter of a businessman, her background is not high, but she is very smart, dignified, manages the affairs of the house, and is quite disciplined, and she is also comprehensive in terms of human relations! Every qiē in the family is well taken care of by her, and even the production in the Zhuangzi and the business in the shop are all taken care of by her. Of course, the most important thing is that when Zhou Xinmiao was in Murong Tho's eyes, she was not only a capable woman, she was also a very tolerant and generous woman, although Zhou Xinmiao would inevitably have some complaints about him lingering in the flowers, but she cared about herself! You must know that over the years, no matter who she loves, Zhou Xinmiao has never lost her temper, and she has never taken action to rectify it (mainly because Murong Che is stupid and didn't find out), she can tolerate many people who are innocent from her family background, and her appearance is quite threatening to her status, will she still embarrass someone like Sanger who has no identity?

You must know that Sanger is just a wild flower in Murong Che's eyes, and once the freshness passes, where can her wildflower compare to the peonies, peonies, and begonias blooming in the garden!

Sanger thought that he was smart and pushed the matter on Zhou Xinmiao's head, but he didn't know that Murong Che didn't believe her at all! The princess respects her father so much, even if her father is sick, she never shows a trace of disgust, how could she want to kill him!

Murong Che thought of his father, and his heart ached, and he became even more disgusted when he looked at Sanger in front of him. His hands couldn't help but slowly wrap around her neck and tighten hard!

This slut, even if he dies eight times out of ten, it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Sanger's strength is not as strong as Murong Che's, after being choked by his neck, he only has dry stare, and he can't break free at all, seeing that Murong Che's strength is getting bigger and bigger, Sanger only has air intake, no breath out, and his eyes are also rolling, and he is about to die.

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the tent.

Zhou Xinmiao was helped in by Xiangmeng, she saw this scene, she couldn't help but quietly hook the corners of her mouth, and quickly covered up the past without anyone noticing, and changed to an anxious look!

"Stop, Prince." Zhou Xinmiao was angry and anxious, and hurriedly asked the guards who came to come forward and pull Murong Che away.

Murong Che was so sad that his strength was exhausted, and he let go of his hand as soon as he was pulled by several guards who were five big and three thick.

Sanger breathed a few breaths before he coughed, and the man collapsed to the ground.

"Princess, what are you pulling me to do, do you know or not, this slut killed his father, I saw it with my own eyes, and she also splashed this dirty water on your head, saying that you framed her!"

Zhou Xinmiao's pale and weak face showed a look of horror, she looked at Sanger lying on the ground in disbelief, and didn't seem to know what to say for a while.

She really couldn't say anything, only to laugh secretly.

"Prince, this Sanger is so guilty that even if you want to kill her to avenge your father, you won't do it yourself! In this way, if your hands are dirty, I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public. "In fact, the use of lynching is nothing at all for Zhou Xinmiao and Murong Che, with their identities, it is easy to execute some people, or even a group of people! Didn't Zhou Xinmiao just kill Cui Dazhong and his granddaughter without alarming others?

Murong Che didn't know the inside story, and said angrily: "If you are the princess, what should you do?" ”

Zhou Xinmiao only said: "This Sanger is not from the tribe, if you want to kill her, there must be a reason." Besides, you witnessed her killing her father, and there was physical evidence at the scene, and the evidence was ironclad, and this qiē was not something she could rely on if she wanted to. ”

Murong Che thought about it, and said angrily, "Okay, it's all up to the princess, in short, I don't want to see this woman again." He looked heartbroken and went inside to see King Qing'an.

Zhou Xinmiao showed a triumphant smile at this time, her eyes were faint, as cold as winter frost. (To be continued)