Qingyu is a beauty, a complete beauty.

When she speaks softly to a person and is extremely gentle and charming, it will give people the illusion that you are her sky, you are her god, you are her everything, and you are happier than anything else.

If you are a man, you are easy to be complacent and then fluttering, and lo and behold, this is his charm. No matter how beautiful a woman you are, don't you love him so much that you lose yourself?

In this world, only the strong are the most important, in order to become stronger, they can do whatever it takes, for that power, for that fame, for the sake of being in the limelight, that is what men look forward to the most.

A woman will always be a woman.

Because of the so-called love, even the power to send it to the hand will be sent, just because of a few sweet words from him.

And sweet words, something that can be used without paying any price at all, he will not be stingy.

"When I become king, I will marry you." Concubine Fang, this is a sentence that Beichen Yu added in his heart.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Qingyu looked at Beichen Yu with bright eyes, as if he believed every word he said, and watched Beichen Yu sit on the chair so gently, while he was looking forward to everything in the future.

Click!

His limbs were restrained on the chair, if Beichen Yu had been able to deceive himself before, this was a special inheritance that allowed him to have magic, then now after seeing Qing Yu take out the dagger he hid in his boots with his own hands, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"You ......" Beichen Yu dripping cold sweat on his forehead, this word you is the last word he said, and it is also the last sentence in this life.

Boom! Knock Knock......

A big head just rolled to the ground, until it hit the wall, and the red blood on the ground was like plum blossoms blooming proudly, bloody and enchanting, and the dead silence of the room.

And Qingyu was as gentle as a lady who came out of the lady's picture, elegantly wiped the blood stains on the dagger on Beichen Yu's body, and her voice was calm as if she hadn't killed anyone, "Beitian little prince, is this play still good?" ”

"Princess Qingyu, you chopped up your future quasi-prime minister cutting melons and vegetables and was seen by Xiao Wang, do you think Xiao Wang thinks it looks good?" Fenghua, who had floated to a hidden position, floated back again, and at this moment she really felt that she had to give this Qingyu princess a thumbs up.

That's called murder.

The kind of person who obviously has the chance to win, but wants to torture other people's psychology and say a bunch of nonsense before they die, and in the end they are all killed, which is simply brain-dead, but there are a lot of idiots.

The idiot has seen a lot, and at this time, he must give a thumbs up to Princess Qingyu's decisiveness.

According to the proper quality of the killer, she kills decisively, does not drag mud and water, uses all the means that can be used, defeats the strong with the weak, she does not suffer the slightest injury, and reduces the loss to the lowest point while completing the task, and can chat calmly after killing someone, this is a good seedling!

But this seedling wants to kill her by the way, Fenghua feels that this is a crooked seedling that needs to be uprooted.

"Fenghua, you and I think differently, I want to talk to you, is it okay?"