Even yuan you couldn't help sighing for her and worried about Jiang Yunli's IQ.
He could see that the young prince was fine. Although he almost hurt the princess, the Prince wanted to kill her, but the princess didn't
But she wants to say such words to death. Now who can save her?
Jiang Haidong wants to kill himself here
I used to look at his daughter very clever. How could I become so stupid when I met Feng Jiuxi.
In fact, he doesn't understand women's jealousy enough. Once he has jealousy, he will lose his mind.
Aware of the people's puzzled look, the little steamed stuffed bun was full of pride and touched Mu's snow-white hair. Then he raised his head and said, "although your secret room is full of mechanisms, my grandfather has taught me many ways to break mechanisms. It's not difficult for me to do this little thing." he said, and raised his head proudly.
For the first time, Feng Jiuxi thought it was the right decision to keep the steamed stuffed bun with his father. Later, he had to talk to his father and ask him to teach more
Although little steamed stuffed bun is small, its learning and acceptance ability is not bad at all!
Yan Qing was one step faster than her and found something wrong with the steamed stuffed bun. She picked it up and examined it carefully.
However, I saw that the small steamed stuffed bun had injuries on its arm and back, some were sharp arrow scratches, and some were a big lump of green and purple. If it was put on an adult, it would be nothing, but it was on a child over three years old, so I felt a little shocking.
The steamed stuffed bun was startled by the anger suddenly emitted from Yanqing. Although he was small, he was very sensitive in his heart. Seeing Yanqing's pain in his body, there was a warm current in his heart.
A pair of little hands with a little baby fat clumsily hugged Yanqing's neck. "Baji" kissed him on the face. Then somehow, tears fell uncontrollably. Wei Qu Baba looked at Yanqing, "Daddy, it hurts."
Yanqing's nose was also slightly sour. This was the first time Ziyan put down all his precautions and contacted him. He felt more guilty about their mother and son.
Looking at the feelings getting better and better, Feng Jiuxi smiled and was very grateful to Yanqing.
"I'm not afraid, dad will help you take revenge." in a flash, when he looked at Jiang Yunli again, Yan Qing's face changed from warmth to coldness. Looking at Jiang Yunli's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead man.
This kind of vision just stimulated Jiang Yunli.
"You can't kill me. I'm the daughter of the leader of the city of forgetting Sichuan. I didn't commit any crime, and I didn't hurt them. You..." the voice stopped abruptly. Yanqing coldly took back the long sword in his hand, and blood was dripping from the end of the sword.
Yan Qing threw the sword to the ground as if it was dirty.
Jiang Haidong was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that his beloved daughter had died under Yanqing's sword——
"You... You..."
Yan Qing glanced at him coldly, "what? The city Lord still has something to say?"
Jiang Haidong: "!"
His original living daughter died under his sword. Naturally, he has something to say! Who has nothing to say at this time?! No problem?!
But he dare not, dare not say one more word.
She had to say in a trembling voice, "she... The little girl deserved to offend the princess and the little prince. The lower official has nothing to say..."