Chapter 92

The tea in Gu Qing's hand became cold little by little, and the silence gradually spread to every corner of the room.

Gu Qing could hardly breathe!

She has been maintaining the position of tea, the hand has long been sour, but she did not dare to make a sound.

Adults most taboo others in his meditation when the voice to interrupt his thinking.

Gu Qing looked down at the man's Brocade boots, and her mind drifted away.

Three years ago, she was not the most famous Huakui of Langyue Pavilion. It's just a cleaning man. At that time, Huakui was called Xueyan.

Xueyan is very beautiful, different from her charming beauty, Xueyan's appearance is very aggressive, beautiful and dazzling, few men who have seen her are not fascinated.

The adult in front of her is said to have something to do with Xueyan. Anyway snow Yan is very like him, adult also quite connivance to her.

Maybe it's just a little bit different, which makes Xueyan complacent. She thinks that she can occupy a place in this indifferent adult's heart and act more boldly.

She challenged the adult's bottom line again and again. When the adult listened to his report, she rushed in, and the result was good······

Gu Qing still shudders to think of that scene.

At that time, Xueyan liked to wear a white dress, with that delicate face, it really didn't look like a brothel flower leader.

She happily ran in, when the adults were sitting behind the table, a spy in black knelt on the ground, did not say a word.

See snow Yan come in, that spy glanced at her one eye, immediately don't open an eye.

Gu Qing just passed by, just saw the situation inside from the wide open door. On the adult's whole face, only his eyes were exposed outside. It's full of murderers!

He grabbed Xueyan's neck and picked her up. His eyes were cold as if he was looking at an object. With a little force on his hand, Xueyan stopped struggling and lost his breath on the spot.

When her head turned around, Gu Qing clearly saw her bewilderment and unwilling before she died.

This picture has been with her for many years, and it has been an indelible shadow in her heart. Until she replaced Xueyan as a new Huakui, this kind of mood was gradually pressed down.

But today, that kind of fear, like the maggot of tarsal bone, crept out of her bones.

Just when she couldn't hold the cup, she felt a light on her hand.

She raised her head to meet the adult's beautiful but terrible eyes.

"Later, to be honest, you don't want to repeat what happened three years ago, do you?"

The man's tall body leaned down slightly, and a shadow directly shrouded Gu Qing. Under the strong pressure, she stood up straight and said in a low voice: "I know my mistake, I won't dare next time. Thank you for not killing me!"

No matter how nice the man's voice was, Gu Qing was not in the mood to appreciate it.

The sound from hell, no matter how nice it sounds, is also deadly!

The man took the cup of cold tea, hand a send, the cup fell steadily on the table.

Gu Qing was relieved when she saw this. There was a breeze outside the window. She felt cool behind her. Then she suddenly found that her clothes had been wet with cold sweat!

The man went to the table and sat down. He looked at it thoughtfully. "You just said, when you were in Anguo temple, did Jun Xiaowang save you?"