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"You …"

"Master, why are you so angry?" Qian Li curled her lips, "I only wanted to repay the favor, are you so unwilling to give Qian Li a chance?"

As Qian Li leaned behind him, she also had not known that she actually had the ability to make others angry to the point of not paying with their lives.

"Repayment of gratitude? So, no matter what This King does to you, you'll accept it, even if it means taking you directly? "

Qian Li pursed his lips, it was just a body, if he really wanted it, he would give it to him.

"So she answered." "Yes."

"Why is your life so cheap?"

Hearing that, Qian Li really started laughing. Her laughter was a bit sudden, so Gong Ming was stunned by her actions.

"He's been so cheap since birth. What can we do?" In his previous life, he had enjoyed limitless glory and had always been treated like a noble. He was the only one who had the chance to call others a bitch and no one had ever called him that.

As expected, he was right about that. He had to return the favor no matter what. In this life, he was in a sorry state, as glorious as he was in his previous life.

"Hmph."

"fumbled to stand up, and felt that his entire body was about to fall apart," In Qian Li's eyes, every single person in the world is cheap, we are all cheap to different degrees, only, the degree of the cheap, is it more or less different?

She approached Gong Ming, and then, unexpectedly, she boldly hugged the man in front of her from behind. Only after feeling the man's body stiffen, then fiercely pushed her away, did she finally relax.

"My name is Gong Ming, remember this king's name."

With that, he turned around and left.

Qian Li immediately fell to the ground, this was the first time she had done this, and the moment she had suddenly let go of Gong Ming, he already knew that she would not touch her.

But she took a dangerous step.

She took a deep breath. Qian Li, although I do not care about this body, but I know that you care about it, luckily you managed to preserve it, but this time you were really lucky, and next time, I'm afraid you won't be so lucky.

Qian Li's finger moved slightly. It was only then that she realized she had placed her hand on the broken teacup while she was sitting on the floor.

He had already lost a lot of blood, but because he was too nervous and afraid, he didn't notice it.

"Miss Qian Li, can I come in?"

It was at this moment that the voice of the Uncle Li rang out outside the door. Seeing her own miserable state and clothes that had already gone somewhere, Qian Li frowned deeply.

"If it's inconvenient for you, then forget it. I bought a new set of clothes for you and left it at the door. You can come and get it later later."

"Thank you."

There were no longer any sounds outside, and the footsteps of the Uncle Li was gradually getting farther and farther away.

Qian Li stood up, casually pulled up the bedsheet over her body, then went out to take her clothes.

She didn't know why the size was just right, but she wasn't in the mood to care about that either. The butler roughly described his height and appearance to the shop owner. It wasn't strange that someone would say he should wear something this big.

After changing her clothes, Qian Li opened the window. Light shone in, and she simply helped to treat her wounds.

Looking at the street, he saw that Gong Ye's shadow and voice were no longer there, and he felt his heart clogged up in panic.

She calmed her heart down as she could still hear the constant chattering from the street. It was mostly about their family matters, but the Emperor's earlier discussion had been a bit more low-key. It was quite impressive now.

Looking at the paper fire on the ground, Qian Li only felt her five senses being mixed together.

Listening to those people talking about adulterers and traitors, she couldn't help but want to rush out and explain it all to them.

But she couldn't.

Qian Li dug her fingers into the windowsill with such force that a piece of the wooden window was actually dug out.

The place where her hands were just bandaged started to bleed again, but she didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

Father, Mother, and the more than one hundred people in the clan … I, Murong Yan, will definitely remember your hatred.

In this life, I will definitely seek justice for all of you and return your innocence.

I swear, Murong Yan swore.

Qian Li closed the window in one go, feeling annoyed looking at it, so she didn't bother to look at it.

Previously, Uncle Li said it was five days, but today was only the third day, so he did not come to rush him. Since he was not hurried, and no one allowed her to leave this room, then she would stay here peacefully today.

Qian Li lied on her bed, suddenly feeling tired. However, there were too many things weighing down her mind, so she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Didn't he just say that his name was Gong Ming?

That would be the Ninth Prince.

Qian Li pursed her lips. It seemed that this man was truly scheming. It was a coincidence that she was by's side, but it was also a challenge.

Judging from his understanding of this person these few days, he was a very ambitious person. He had secretly cultivated his own forces and it seemed that he had nurtured them for a very long time.

Qian Li smiled. If saying that he did all this to protect herself, she didn't believe it at all.

This man looked to be even more sinister than Gong Ye. If he wanted to hide behind the throne, other than his reputation being unreasonable, it did not seem to be a difficult matter.

Qian Li turned her body.

So, Gong Ming had not moved for so many years, but was he actually waiting for the most appropriate time?

After all, even if he were to kill Gong Ye, there were still seven or eight princes behind him who were even more legitimate than him.

Therefore, Gong Ming had been secretly making preparations this entire time. Or perhaps, it could be said that he was actually waiting for the most appropriate time.

As he thought about it, he fell asleep …

However, he did not sleep soundly. In his dream, the images of his loved ones kept popping up.

"Child, it's good that you're still alive."

His mother said, "Child, let go of your hatred and live a good life."

"If it wasn't for your ignorance, our entire family wouldn't have died. Murong Yan, you are the eternal sinner of our Murong Family."

"Murong Yan, you have to avenge us, we are all wronged, if we do not get rid of these crimes, we will die with grievances …"

The sound of everyone talking at once continuously sounded out, and Qian Li didn't even have the strength to resist at all.

More than a hundred heads continuously appeared in front of her eyes. One moment, one moment, one moment. In the end, they had actually turned into a wall of heads, tightly imprisoning her.

Qian Li held her head and shook her head frantically.

Hatred was pressing down on her so heavily that she couldn't breathe.

The pressure was so great that it was hard to breathe.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and she was even considering whether or not she should charge straight to the Imperial Palace and end Gong Ye's life with a single slash.

But what was the use?

The entire clan wouldn't be safe until the crime was cleared, right?

The sleeping Qian Li did not notice that there was another person in the house.

Looking at the crying Qian Li, Gong Ming frowned deeply.

He knew that this woman had a secret in her heart.

However, Qian Li was indeed found by him first.

The one who provoked Qian Li first, had always been him. She couldn't come to a conclusion, so she could only leave.

After a while, there were no longer any sounds in the room nor was there anyone in sight. Qian Li's mood had already started to return to normal.

Finally, accompanied by snowflakes, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Uncle Li came again.

Qian Li was curious at times, how many parts a person had, did she really not feel that they were impossible to deal with?

Most importantly, whenever she saw him, she felt that he didn't seem to be busy at all.

"Is Lady Qian Li feeling better?"

The things inside the house were still the same as when Gong Ming left yesterday. The things that were broken on the ground had not been tidied up, and the clothes that Qian Li had worn earlier were all piled up in a corner.

The blood on the teacup and the red liquid on the ground were very eye-catching.

Uncle Li looked at Qian Li, and after seeing the wound on her hand, he casually asked, "Lady is injured again."

This word made Qian Li sigh.

She vaguely remembered that ever since she had known this person, she had been injured repeatedly.

She smiled and casually glanced at her palm. "Small wound, I'm fine."

However, he discovered that the butler's gaze was already attracted by the marks on the window, so he added another sentence, "Yesterday, I was unable to control my emotions. It was truly embarrassing for Uncle Li."