The cold tone was like quenching frost, even if everyone was dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say much, they all retreated outside the house, King Ping slammed the door, and sat next to her with a big thorn, looking completely ignorant.

The silence around was restored again, Jiang Qing's moon needle needle was like a god, and after a long time, the silver needle at hand ran out, and after a long exhale, she noticed King Ping beside her: "Okay." ”

"Xiang'er, go open the door."

With a squeak, the door opened, and it was the sunset that flowed in, Jiang Qingyue stood against the light, and her body was as bright as the morning glow.

amazed the waiting crowd, the old woman was worried about her son, and stepped forward tremblingly: "Princess, my son, how is my son?" ”

"After a while, the princess will come to get the needle, and during this period, if he wakes up, no matter how much he exhales the pain, he must not pull out the needle, it will be paralyzed at least and fatal at worst." Jiang Qingyue left, not because she was cold, but because she was hungry.

After eating some casually, estimating the time, Jiang Qingyue only returned, there was a commotion at the door of Qian's house, and before he got close, someone opened his mouth and scolded: "Even if it is a princess, you can't kill people, Steward Qian vomits blood, don't you do it!" ”

Looking at the angry crowd in front of him, the coachman stepped forward and parted the road, Jiang Qingyue ignored the abuse around her, and Shi Shi advanced, looking at the blackened blood on the ground, her eyes were satisfied.

The old woman who was crying next to her was out of breath, and pounced: "Princess, you are so ruthless, I am such a son, if you don't want to save him, forget it, why bother him, he can't sleep and eat well for this industry, just wait for you to come back and take over, why should you be so." ”

Looking at the old woman who was crying unbearably with her legs around her, Jiang Qingyue smiled and said, "Do you think this princess has hurt him?" ”

"I can't stop vomiting blood."

As if to cooperate, Qian Xinghui on the bed vomited blood from his mouth again.

Glancing at the bloodstained people, Jiang Qingyue stretched out her hand to help the old woman: "I explained when I left, don't pull out the needle, have you listened?" ”

The old woman wanted to break free from her grip, but the whole person seemed to be tightly pulled, unable to move, and met her scrutinizing gaze, the old woman's eyes dodged: "No, I didn't pull it out." ”

"Did you not listen, or did you not pull it out?" Jiang Qingyue pressed the person on the chair with one hand and sat down: "If you still want this princess to be your son, tell the truth!" ”

"I think you, the princess, are straw bales, you can save them, why do you want to push this matter on Granny Gao?"

"That's it!"

This group of people was already skeptical that a princess would know how to heal, but now that something has gone wrong, they are naturally bold.

Jiang Qingyue's phoenix eyes glanced at the shouting person, he took the lead several times, stretched out his hand and landed on the silver needle on the forehead of the money manager, and looked at the old woman fixedly: "If you don't pull it out, this needle will be pulled out, and the vomiting blood will stop immediately, if you pull it out, this needle will be pulled out, and your son will die immediately." ”

Seeing Jiang Qingyue's white fingertips pinching the slender silver needle, the old woman's pupils shrank, and she knelt down suddenly: "Princess, the grass people really haven't pulled it out!" But not long after you left, the grass people found a broken silver needle on the bed, and the grass people really didn't know it. ”

Yingguang looked at the broken silver needle, Jiang Qingyue quietly glanced at the person who was shouting, waved her hand and said: "Go out, this princess will apply the needle again." ”

The house was quiet again.

Holding the candle and looking around, the broken silver needle was buried in Qian Xinghui's body, it seemed that someone didn't want him to live.

In addition to the needle, it took some means to take out the broken needle, and the person on the bed woke up leisurely.

Qian Xinghui looked at Jiang Qingyue in confusion, and said suspiciously: "Princess? ”

Looking around, there was silence: "Am I dead?" ”

"yes, eighteen layers of hell." Jiang Qingyue put away the silver needle and opened her mouth angrily.

"I deserve it, help the Wang family make false accounts, princess, my mother and my sister are fine." Qian Xinghui suddenly remembered something, got up suddenly, pulled the needle, and gasped in pain.

"It hurts, I'm not dead yet!" Qian Xinghui looked at her in surprise.

"Come in." Jiang Qingyue got up and smiled indifferently: "Let's settle the account slowly." ”

The old woman pushed open the door worriedly, and when she saw that Qian Xinghui was intact, she was so excited that she stepped forward to hug him and shed tears, and did not forget to turn around and kowtow to Jiang Qingyue: "Thank you princess for saving her life!" ”

Ignoring the movement behind her, Xiang'er would deal with it, and Jiang Qingyue's eyes locked on the person who had just provoked trouble: "Coachman, detain him." ”

The crowd's apologies to the princess had not yet dispersed, and when they saw this scene again, even if they were puzzled, they did not speak.

The person who was arrested was named Lao Liu, who kept struggling, shouting: "What is the princess doing!" Is it so ungraceful that others can't be questioned! ”

He turned his head to look at the name of the village on the side: "Look, this is the new master, arresting people indiscriminately, will you have a good life in the future?" ”

Unexpectedly, this time no one spoke.

"I have misunderstood the princess just now, there must be a reason why the princess arrested you."

"That's right, sixth brother, if nothing happens, the princess won't wronged you."

A smart person thought of Fang Cai's broken needle, turned his eyes, and didn't speak.

The incitement was ineffective, and the sixth once again pointed the finger at Jiang Qingyue: "Princess, no matter what it is, you have to let the villain die to understand, you can't just arrest people like this." ”

Seeing his brutal struggle and shouting, Jiang Qingyue handed the silver needle in her hand to Xiang'er, smoothed her clothes and sat down, motioned to the coachman to escort the person over, and when she saw the person kneeling, her face was still unconvinced, and she said softly: "If you want to die, I'll tell you the reason." ”

The fingertips that were as white as bamboo shoots pinched the broken needle and shook it in front of his eyes: "Did you do this?" ”

The sixth pupils shrank, then he snorted, and said with a stalk around his neck: "Of course not!" I respect the money steward, how could I harm him! ”

"Then you mean to hurt me?" Jiang Qingyue casually played with the silver needles on her fingertips, and her innocent face added a bit of innocence.

"Fart, you are the princess, I am a grass-headed commoner, why are you harming the princess!" Lao Liu angrily quenched his mouth and spat on the ground.

Nodding with a deep groan, Jiang Qingyue was still indifferent: "You are sure in your heart that this princess has no evidence, so if you don't admit it, you will be safe." ”

After a pause, he continued: "But, I know that you covet the position of money manager, and you are eager to take your place. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all over the place, and everyone looked at the sixth child in disbelief.

"You fart, where did I do this meticulous work!" The sixth listened to the sound of pointing and pointing, and opened his mouth to argue.

Jiang Qingyue sighed regretfully: "In this way, it seems that I can really only let you go." ”