Chapter 4477

Hearing this, Qin Wuyan chuckled ironically, "In terms of status, my status is not much higher than Qing Huan's.

If at the beginning, I also entered the Min Mansion as a poor family, the saint should see me like a dog that can wag its tail, right? "

Min Huizhu stared at Qin Wuyan viciously: "You hate me so much, why didn't you just kill me?"

"I don't want to kill you. Naturally, I have a reason for not killing you, but that reason has nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan glanced sideways at Min Huizhu: "The Min Mansion is no longer able to compete with the Priest Mansion. If you don't want to take the whole Min Mansion to hell to be buried with you, I can do whatever you want."

Min Huizhu wanted to say something else, but she was trembling because of too much resentment, and she almost couldn't bring it up in one breath.

Qin Wuyan ordered in a cold voice: "Come here, send the Holy Maiden back to the Holy Maiden's Palace! Without my permission, the Holy Maiden is not allowed to leave the Holy Maiden's Palace."

The guard stepped forward and dragged Min Huizhu up from the ground.

Min Huizhu struggled: "Qin Wuyan, why do you restrict the whereabouts of this saint?"

"Based on the fact that the saint has an affair with a prostitute, secretly entangled in the womb, killed people at will, has a lack of virtue, and misbehavior, this seat can not only restrict your whereabouts, but also abolish your position as a saint."

Min Huizhu was so angry that she spoke incoherently: "You, you, you are shameless!"

Qin Wuyan turned around, and retorted: "No matter how shameless you are, you can't compare to the father and daughter of your Min Mansion...I want this seat to be your stepping stone, it's a dream!"

Min Huizhu was dragged out of the bedroom by the guards, and the woman's angry cursing voice echoed in Zhuangzi: "Qin Wuyan, you will die badly, you will not end well...

None of the previous high priests died a good death, and your end will only be worse than Zhuang Huaisen...

Zhuang Huaisen's family is about to die, and you will lose your children and grandchildren. You will die alone in this life. Zhuang Xiaoyu knows what you have done. It is impossible to forgive you in this life. You just wait for her to turn against you! "

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Those cursing and grievances filled his ears like a devil's voice, echoing back and forth in Qin Wuyan's ears, making his heart chill.

He didn't know if he and Zhuang Xiaoyu had come to this point, if it was also the curse that the previous high priests should have had.

The killing was too heavy, and he should have encountered a natural barrier, although many things were not his original intention.

Qin Wuyan raised his hand and squeezed the center of his brows, and ordered in a soft voice: "Buy the child with Qing Huan, and then go and tell Madam, if she is willing to come, let's see this child for the last time."

Qin Wuyan returned to the hall dejectedly, waiting for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come. Based on his understanding of Zhuang Xiaoyu, if Zhuang Xiaoyu learned of the child's death, he would definitely come over.

Sure enough, Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly rode over overnight, pulled off the white cloth, saw the small body lying in the swaddling clothes, almost suffocated.

The blood on his body has been cleaned up, and his clothes have been changed. The child's lips are bruised and purple, and his face is also light purple. He closed his eyes forever.

This is Min Huizhu's own flesh and blood. If the child hadn't been born, she would have wanted to kill it, which is reasonable, but the child has already been born, and this child is almost carved out of her mold, and it will be full moon soon , How to do it?

Seeing her sad, Qin Wuyan stood behind her, put his arms around her arms, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Don't be too sad, we will definitely have our own children.

Perhaps, such an ending is the life of this child. "