In the wilderness on the outskirts, a horse-drawn carriage drove by at a high speed, and it startled the larks who were lying in the grass.

Wei Yan in the carriage had a cold face, her white and small palm was holding a sharp golden hairpin, and the person beside her, Yuan Ying, was already white in lip color, and her chest rose and fell sharply.

Wei Yan saw that Yuan Ying was uncomfortable, and hurriedly reached out and patted Yuan Ying gently, "Take it easy." ”

Yuan Ying nodded in embarrassment, she didn't care about what was nervous at this moment, the carriage shook too violently, she was about to lose her breath, Wei Yan also understood, and reached out and pushed the window out, trying to let the cool air outside in.

The fresh breath was mixed with a bit of earthy smell, and Yuan Ying felt a little better after smelling it, and at this time Wei Yan also noticed the scene outside the carriage.

The carriage was now coming out of a forest, and was coming to a steady stop in front of a village with a wall of mud and a house made of mud and green tiles.

Wei Yan's heart suddenly sank, in such a remote place, could it be that the queen wanted to sell her to the countryside...... Thinking of what was written in the picture book, Wei Yan clenched the hairpin in her hand for a few minutes.

With a "creak", the carriage suddenly stopped, and as soon as the people outside opened the carriage door, Wei Yan directly put the golden hairpin against his neck.

The people outside didn't expect her to be so decisive, and they were stunned for a while.

Wei Yan didn't care about the pain of the sharp golden hairpin against her neck, she pushed the hairpin forward a few points, and said in a deep voice, "Don't come here!" ”

She didn't know the details of the person opposite, but no matter what, a dead person was useless after all, Wei Yan ruthlessly pushed the hairpin forward, and the white neck directly drew a long blood mark!

Wei Yan could feel a tingling sensation in her neck, and when she saw that those people didn't come, she said, "It's useless for you to take the dead, it's better to let us go." ”

The father-in-law on the other side seemed to react, he squinted his eyes and said politely, "Miss Wei, don't be impulsive, the slave is just asking you to stay here for a few days." ”

Although the father-in-law's voice was thin, it was too far away, and even a little sharp.

Wei Yan didn't believe what her father-in-law said, she looked at the person in front of her coldly, but the movements in her hands never relaxed at all, and her slender hand continued to push the hairpin forward.

Yuan Ying looked at Wei Yan like this, and couldn't help but feel a little scared in her heart.

The blood continued to drip down the young lady's neck, but she was as expressionless as a bystander...... But Yuan Ying couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw it.

"Miss Wei, it's over." The father-in-law sighed, raised his hand and shook it, I don't know how he made it, Wei Yan's wrist hurt, and the golden hairpin against his neck suddenly flew out.

Seeing this, when Yuan Ying subconsciously wanted to get up and protect Wei Yan, the father-in-law grabbed Yuan Ying, clamped her neck fiercely and said, "Miss Wei can think about it clearly, the slave doesn't want to do anything to you, but please come and be a guest for a few days!" ”

These words carried a strange ruthlessness of yin and yang.

Wei Yan also sobered up a little at this moment, if she died now, she would really have nothing.

She touched the golden hairpin on her waist, and when she saw that it was still there, she softened her face, and pretended to compromise, "Okay, you let go of Yuan Ying, and I'll go with you." ”