The distance between the two people was less than a foot apart, and at this moment, Song Yun only felt that his ears couldn't hear the sounds around him at that moment, and could only hear his own heartbeat like a deer colliding with each other.

Although he no longer likes him in this life, such a fragrant scene in front of Song Yun made Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) still feel a little heartbeat, as if he was about to suffocate.

"You're afraid of me?" Qin Shihao stretched out his hand, grabbed Song Yun's chin, and lifted it upwards hard, the two of them looked at each other, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) frowned, and even Zhaoyang behind (身shēn) stepped forward, for fear that this Qin Shihao would do something strange.

At this time, Song Yun (身shēn) Zibu (forbidden jìn) trembled a little, and subconsciously retreated backwards, but this waist was hugged into the arms of the man in front of him, Song Yun struggled for a long time, but his waist was just damaged, and every time he moved, it was a pain in his heart.

Looking at her painful expression, Qin Shihao sneered, Song Yun couldn't understand Qin Shihao in front of him, just now he gave himself a full sense of security, and made her have a girlish throbbing in a trance.

But at this time, in Qin Shihao's eyes, there was only as viciousness as a rakshasa, and Song Yun gasped when he saw it, only to feel that the air around him had dropped by a temperature for a while.

"I've never been afraid of you!" Song Yun (quite tǐng) straightened her waist, her eyes were full of fortitude, if her temperament was suppressed at this time, I am afraid that she would become the laughing stock of this Qin Shihao after (日rì).

Hearing Song Yun's words, Qin Shihao sneered, he really couldn't understand these women, he was obviously scared to death in his heart, but he was still holding on, just now he had obviously touched Song Yun's entire back had been soaked in cold sweat, and it was half cold, but he had to make the duck's mouth hard, not only did he not admit it, but he also looked like he had words.

"Why do you look at me like that, do you think you hate me?" As Qin Shihao spoke, he let go of his left hand that had just grabbed Song Yun's chin, and the distance between the two of them was instantly widened again.

Should I hate him? Song Yun's heart not only muttered.

In his previous life, he was just a stepping stone for him to ascend to the throne, he did not hesitate to sacrifice her, the queen, for Song Zi, and he died tragically in the deep palace, but he ignored it and never showed up.

In this life, he killed Tingting and Lotus, and it was precisely because of his existence that Song Zi had a crazy revenge on Song Yun, resulting in the fact that now he is alone (body shēn), and there is no one of his relatives on the side.

But looking back, Qin Shihao has suffered the punishment he deserves, his father was assassinated, his mother was killed, the country changed hands, and he became a wasted son, and the side concubine Song Zi was also burned to death by Song Yun in the raging fire.

Thinking of this, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) was a little stunned, not knowing whether it was right or wrong for him to do this, and at this moment, Qin Shihao's words broke the tranquility of the reason.

"Song Yun, what qualifications do you have to hate me? If you talk about hate, I should hate you! As he spoke, he clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging into the flesh so hard that the veins on his hands and forehead burst out, and his eyes were full of anger.

Song Yun and Lord Zhaoyang in front of him

When the two servants saw Qin Shihao like this, their hearts trembled, since he already hated himself so much, then why did he come to the rescue just now, obviously he could watch Song Yun's jokes with cold eyes.

Could it be that this Qin Shihao has mind-reading skills, as if he guessed what Song Yun was thinking, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he stepped forward to wrap his arms around Song Yun's slender waist, Song Yun didn't remember that this was the first time Qin Shihao had done something to himself in the past few days.

But at this juncture, even if Song Yun struggled, it was useless, and what inadvertently appeared in his mind was full of Qin Jingnan's (body shēn) shadows, which really scared Song Yun.

Looking at the hoarse and hideous Song Yun in front of him, he was relieved a lot, compared to Song Zi's knife in the back, this kind of face-to-face declaration of war is rare, but it is precisely because of the rarity that Song Yun is not afraid but feels fresh.

"And what do you want?" After a pause, Song Yun spoke.

"Since I was a child, I was the only one who snatched other people's things, and no one could snatch a penny from me." The look in his eyes was a little complicated, I don't know why, such a look Song Yun had an instinct and seemed to have never seen it before.

Seeing that Song Wan didn't say anything, Qin Shihao in front of him paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and continued to speak.

"How you treat me, I will return it doubly, whether it is you or Qin Jingnan, please go back and tell him that this throne, I, Qin Shihao, will take it back sooner or later!"

As he spoke, he leaned towards Song Yun's ear, gently sniffed a touch of jasmine fragrance between Song Yun's hair, and greedily and forcefully (sucked shǔn) on her (body shēn).

But he was pushed to the ground by Song Yunwu (情qíng) in front of him, Song Yun used the chair on the side to prop up (身shēn), only to feel that the fulcrum of the whole person was leaning on this chair.

Qin Shihao hurriedly sat up from the ground, stretched out his sleeve to wipe the dust and a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said to Song Yun with a smile: "Don't forget, you are still the princess of this world. As he spoke, he turned his head and left.

As soon as he heard this, Song Yun suddenly collapsed to the ground, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of his soul in an instant, he lost his strength, looking at Qin Shihao's back, (身shēn) Zi Bu (forbidden jìn) shivered, and his eyes did not (forbidden jìn) sloppy.

Seeing this, Zhaoyang hurriedly stepped forward and helped Song Yun up.

"Miss, are you alright? Leave him alone, this man is a madman. Zhaoyang rolled his eyes in the direction of the door, but he didn't know why, Song Yun just felt terrible, not afraid of Qin Shihao's revenge, but afraid of this person from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Qin Shihao was no longer like a person, but more like a mad beast, the kind of haze that had been immersed in darkness and under a cage.

Under Chaoyang's support, Song Yun slowly stood up, smiled at Zhaoyang, shook his head slightly, and signaled that he was fine, at this time, Zhaoyang suddenly exclaimed.

"Yikes! Miss your wounds! As he spoke, he took out the hand that he had just put on Song Yun (body shēn), which was soaked with blood, and when he was struggling with Qin Shihao just now, this (body shēn) was hard to bandage, but he was pregnant again, and he had no choice but to find a doctor to re-bandage it.

The two of them saw that the shopkeeper was okay for the time being, after all, there was still something important to do (body shēn), Song Yun took up the portrait, left some silver taels for the doctor, and after a few simple instructions, he returned to the inn.

(End of chapter)