Chapter 300 Yueyue takes a shot (3)
"You..." Bai Shuang'er's pale face quickly turned livid again, "Are you really from Southern Xinjiang? How could this happen? Aren't those words made up to win Ning Yue's trust?"
Bai Weier was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so she gestured to Zijuan, and Zijuan pushed Bai Shuanger to the next door, then returned, and continued to stare at Ning Yue covetously.
Ning Yue shrugged, and sat down on a clean chair: "Tell me, why did you bring me here? You don't want to hold me hostage and threaten Xuanyin to marry you, do you? Let me tell you, it's impossible."
Regardless of past and present lives, Xuan Yin is not a person who can be successfully threatened, even if he dies with his enemies and loved ones.
She doesn't know if Xuanyin loved anyone in his previous life. She only knows that Xuanyin once raised a very fierce Tibetan mastiff. Once, a rebel captured his Tibetan mastiff alive and threatened him to release his brother. This request was actually not difficult to satisfy. Anyone would agree to his conditions first, even if they would be captured later. Xuanyin didn't do that, he shot his beloved pet to death with an arrow, and then split the chaotic party and the chaotic party's brothers.
Xuanyin looks ruffian, but in his bones, there is a kind of inviolable dignity.
She looked at Bai Weier, as long as Bai Weier was not a fool, she should understand that what she just said was not trying to scare her.
Bai Weier's lips and teeth let out a voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. I use you to threaten someone who can't be threatened at all."
Ning Yue lowered her long eyelashes slowly, squeezed her slender white fingers and said, "So, you really wanted to threaten someone by bringing me here."
Bai Wei'er's body froze slightly, but she didn't show too much surprise. What's the matter now, let this poor little girl know the truth? Anyway, nothing has changed. She lifted the curtain lightly, revealing a smooth chin and bright red lips: "Zicuckoo, I've finished my bath, I can invite the prince and the others in."
"Yes." Zijuan tapped Ning Yue's acupoints, placed Ning Yue beside Bai Wei'er, and went out to invite Xuan Yu and Sikong Liu in.
The moment they saw Ning Yue, both Xuan Yu and Sikong Liu had puzzled looks on their faces.
"Huh? Little girl, why are you here?" Sikong Liu scratched his head and asked with disbelief in his eyes.
Ning Yue hooked her lips bitterly: "Sorry, I have troubled you."
Sikong Liu opened his mouth wide.
Xuan Yu's gaze has been fixed on Ning Yue since he entered the room, he was thinking about something, it was difficult to distinguish.
Bai Wei'er pointed to the chair beside her with her intact left hand, and said calmly: "Please sit down, Mr. Sikong and Mr. Sikong, I have someone make good tea. You two will be very happy to try it." Taste it."
Xuan Yu's hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, and after glancing at Bai Wei'er, he and Sikong Liu sat on the spacious chair.
Zicuckoo immediately served tea, one cup for each person. The color of the tea was slightly weird, slightly lighter than strong tea, slightly darker than clear tea, and exuded a strange smell.
Sikong Liu sniffed it on the tip of his nose, his eyes trembled: "The crane's top is red?"
Xuan Yu's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air.
Bai Wei'er nodded with a smile: "Yes, old Mr. Sikong's guess is really accurate, it's the red crest."
Sikongliu pursed his mouth in disgust, and put down the cup.
Xuan Yu also planned to put down the teacup, but Bai Weier looked at him and said, "Are you sure you want to do this, son? The poisonous needle in my hand is not a joke."
(end of this chapter)