Chapter 33: Sick and Dead
As soon as the words fell, the duck leg in Ye Qingli's hand was knocked out.
And Ye Qingli herself was also choked by Xiao Tingyi and slammed against the wall.
All of this happened between the lightning and flint, so that Ye Qingli didn't react, as if it was just a blink of an eye, and the temperature around him instantly dropped to freezing.
"Princess, although I don't know who you are assigned by, if you are not in such a hurry, perhaps, this king can let you live a few more days."
Xiao Tingyi's face was full of frost, staring at her faintly, as if he was looking at a person who was already dead.
"Ahemβ"
Ye Qingli had difficulty breathing, but he didn't resist at all, just stared at him deadly, his eyes were like torches, and he insisted and said with difficulty, "Lord Wang...... I Ye Qingli, and ...... No one directs you, it's just yourself...... There is a vendetta ...... To report! β
Her gaze is stubborn and stubborn, but it is also full of hatred and sadness.
Xiao Tingyi looked at her eyes, and suddenly felt that the gaze was both hot and cold, which made him feel very uncomfortable, and he felt that Ye Qingli should not have such a gaze.
She looks like a naughty child, but why does she have such a strong hatred?
So, he subconsciously let go of his hand, took two steps back, and looked at Ye Qingli's pale face coughing violently, and finally, he sat on the ground a little weakly, and couldn't help but feel that he had just shot a little heavy?
"Lord Wang."
Ye Qingli tried to catch a few breaths, looked up at him, his eyes were shining like a little spark, "How much do you know about Song Xing'er?" β
Just now, Xiao Tingyi's intention to kill her was not false at all.
She thought that it would be enough to reveal the difference a little bit, keep seducing him and making him more and more interested in herself, but at this time she realized that for Xiao Tingyi, these are far from enough.
Therefore, she must increase the amount of bait, so that Xiao Tingyi must take the bait, and the only gimmick she can rely on the most is her previous life.
"Just by calling the late queen by her name, your head should fall off."
Xiao Tingyi looked at her coldly.
Ye Qingli leaned against the wall and smiled indifferently, "Didn't the prince ask me what I had to do with her?" β
Xiao Tingyi didn't care about her, he sat down by himself, his eyes were still cold, "If this king doesn't ask, you will naturally say, won't you?" Isn't that what you've been trying to seduce this king? β
He wanted to see what else she could say.
Ye Qingli chuckled, staggered to his feet, stumbled, and walked to the table and sat down, his voice was cold, word by word, "Song Xing'er, it's my master." β
Xiao Tingyi stared at her, as if to see her through, his brows furrowed, but he said firmly, "Impossible." β
"Oh, it's impossible, how can the prince be so sure."
"As we all know, she was once a queen, her identity is respected, and she is a master disciple of the Xuanmen, whether she has an apprentice or not, this king knows better than anyone else."
"You know so well?"
Ye Qingli raised her eyebrows, feeling that something seemed to be not too simple, so she sneered and asked, "In that case, do you know how she died?" β
"She died of illness."
Xiao Tingyi did not hesitate.
"What a sick one."
Ye Qingli suddenly felt a cone-like pain, and although she smiled, she couldn't stop trembling all over, "What a sick death!" β
"Sick to death! him! β
Ye Qingli suddenly went crazy, overturned the table in front of him, and the dishes and chopsticks suddenly shattered to the ground.
"Lord Wang!"
Lin Feng heard the movement and wanted to push the door, but Xiao Tingyi just said coldly, "Go outside and guard, no one is allowed to come in." β