She ...... What do you think? In the end, he still couldn't help it, Qiao Huan, who had been sitting in the study for a long time, asked.

The attendant on the side nodded: "Very good." There was no noise, after washing, I was eating, my appetite was good, and I ate a lot. ”

Qiao Huan nodded and let out a long sigh again: "What a smart child." ”

It would be good if nothing happened to the Zhang family, such a smart child is a blessing for the community. But...... There are no ifs. She was found too late, and he didn't have time to correct it in time, and her current temperament has become like this, with anger and retribution, completely different from his pure old friend. It doesn't matter if a child is a child, just as he can tolerate Zhang Xie and protect Zhang Jie. But she's different, she's different from Zhang Jie's child.

A child who is full of anger and so powerful is by His Majesty's side, he does not dare to gamble, and he cannot gamble with His Majesty's safety. This child was not at all the same kind as her grandfather.

Qiao Huan thought about it and shook his head: "Send the roster, Benxiang will personally protect her media and let her choose by herself." "Then get married and have children, and be happy, except for ...... Without freedom, there will be anything. Just thinking about it, Qiao Huan became a little irritable for some reason.

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Compared to Qiao Huan's irritability, she seems to be doing well. gnawed on the meat one by one, spit out the bones, drank the soup, and asked the maids to help her wash the fruit, peel and cut it into small pieces, and put it into her mouth one by one.

She ate a lot of dishes on the table until she burped, got up, sat on the soft floor, and the maid was very sensible and intimate and brought tea for her to remove the greasy in her mouth, and someone brought a heavy roster.

The girl sat lazily on the soft floor, wearing a pink long skirt, dangling in the air without touching the ground, looking particularly comfortable, opening the roster and looking at the portrait of the school-age boy in it. Chat with the maids on the side.

"This one looks good."

"This won't work."

"That eye is beautiful."

"How can you have a beard at such a young age?"

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From time to time, there is a light laugh or two, if people who don't know see this scene, I'm afraid they will feel inexplicably warm!

We talked until late at night, and finally we were sleepy, and the maid blew out the lamp at the bedside, and the girl lay down, her hands on the quilt in a proper manner, and the heavy chains aside. Soon his breathing became longer and longer, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

The maid walked out the door, and she was the only one left in the room.

The girl closed her eyes and seemed to be sleeping like her, her long eyelashes covering her slightly open eyes.

There was darkness in front of him, and when he got used to the darkness, he could vaguely see the guards patrolling not far from the door, and inside the house, he noticed that there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind him. The girl exhaled lightly: it scared her to death. They had come into the house in the middle of the night, and had not yet been noticed, nor had they spoken, nor made a sound, but had only looked at her in the darkness with their eyes open.

The girl seemed to be sleeping soundly, but after a while, she suddenly frowned, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, and the whole person seemed to be in pain, and she struggled to sit up, leaned over and arched her back, and trembled silently and painfully.

The eyes still didn't move, it seemed that they were still looking at her, the hawthorn juice hidden in her teeth spit out, dark red like blood flowing down the corners of her mouth, she seemed to finally can't support it and slumped on the bed, her eyes began to drift.

The eyes seemed to blink, and finally moved, and fell lightly to the ground, and walked towards her.

The moment her hand reached her snort, the girl jumped up instantly, and the chain in her hand was as light as nothing in her hand, and kicked at the person, and then the chain was tied to his neck.

Although there was no light, I could see the people through a few rays of moonlight through the cracks in the window.

I'll go to your uncle, Pei Zongzhi, the old lady will strangle you! Even if you are a ghost, I won't let you go!

She viciously chained him around his neck and pulled him outward, her knees against his chest.

Seeing that he couldn't hold it anymore, he stopped the movements in his hand, and stared at him in a low voice: "Pei Zongzhi, do you have any last words?" ”

He clutched his neck and looked at her, as if he was also frightened by her movements: "How could you ...... just now?"

"Your hawthorn juice!" The girl sneered, and there was obvious anger in her words, "I have been harmed by you today, and you don't want to be happy if I'm unlucky!" I'm going to pull you to the funeral! ”

"I didn't hurt you." He clutched his neck and turned his head, as if he was a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter with that Mingzhu borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul? How do they know? ”

He was silent.

A slap came up, and his face immediately swollen, and the girl looked at him with anger on her face.

With a slap mark on his face and a chain around his neck that will be straightened at any time, Mr. Pei, who is usually fairy-winded, looks a little ridiculous.

"How does it feel?" The girl looked at him viciously, and the slap just now used internal force, and she knew that it would not feel good if she thought about it with her toes.

He honestly replied, "It hurts." ”

The girl sneered: "It's right to know the pain, let's say, how do they know?" With that, she raised her hand, ready to slap it again.

"I have correspondence with the actual temple every once in a while, because it can only be cracked with yin-yang techniques, and besides, there have been no problems with these letters in the past. So there is no defense. ”

"But this time the letter was taken away by Pei Xianzhi, and he ran into Li Xiuyuan and knew that you might be back. It should be someone else who has been found to help, some people have died inexplicably near Chang'an City in the past few days, and most of them were catastrophic at the moment of Zhang Mingzhu's death. ”

Knowing that there was no actual evidence, only a massacre without omission, the girl pulled up the chain.

He hurriedly looked over: "I already said it, why don't you let me go?" ”

"I'm having a hard time right now...... the girl sneered, "I'm going to pull someone to be the back." ”

"What does that have to do with me? I didn't hurt you! Didn't Mr. Yellowstone remind you to be careful? He gasped, "You...... Let me go! ”

"It has nothing to do with you, it has something to do with Pei Xianzhi!" The girl pulled the chain and looked at him suspiciously,

"Then you go to him!"

"I was locked up and couldn't find him. I'll cut you first. The girl's voice was unpredictable, "If you want to blame, blame you for being surnamed Pei!" ”

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This is the scene that the ugly one saw when he shrunk in through the skylight, and the girl was killing people with a cold face. And it wasn't an ordinary person who was killed, it was Mr. Pei from the actual temple!

"You...... What are you doing? The moment he was pulled by the ugly one, Pei Zongzhi under the iron chain turned around, pinched the iron chain, and with a small light sound, the iron chain broke into two, and then hurriedly retreated to the side, it seemed that there were still some lingering palpitations, and the two looked at each other, looking vigilant and strange.

After being silent for a long time, Pei Zong stepped forward and took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve: "This potion is sticky and good, use this to stick it for a while, don't let people see that the chain is broken." With that, he jumped on the beam and got out of the skylight.

The girl turned around and looked at the ugly one: "What are you asking me to do?" Can't you see it? I'm killing people! 2k reading network