Zhuang Qingyun was silent, then shook his head: "Young Master, I don't know too well."
It's just that there was a faint thought in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he was shocked and immediately eliminated that thought from his mind.
No matter how crazy Qin Wuyan was, it was impossible for him to do such a thing.
No way, no way!
Seeing that Zhuang Qingyun couldn't figure out Qin Wuyan's thoughts, the steward simply didn't bother to think about it, "The old slave should follow the high priest's request. There may be another big event about to happen in this mansion."
Zhuang Qingyun bit the bullet and went to the Min Mansion. Min Zhihang heard that Zhuang Qingyun came to the door, and refused to receive him, so he only asked Min Huizhu to deal with this person. Zhuang Qingyun brought what Qin Wuyan said, and by the way, Min Rui and Qin Wuyan Yan's agreement was revealed to Min Hye-joo...
As expected, Min Huizhu, who was as clever as Min Huizhu, quickly thought of the cause of Min Rui's death. After thinking about the cause and effect, she felt extremely sad and indignant. She took off her long sword, got on her horse and went straight to the priest's house.
After chasing him halfway, he was caught by Zhuang Qingyun, who had ambushed a long time ago, bound his hands and feet, and took him straight back to the priest's mansion...
Sitting in front of the desk, Qin Wuyan raised his eyes slightly when he saw the person brought in by Zhuang Qingyun, and glanced at Min Huizhu. His expression didn't fluctuate at all, but he ordered in a cool voice: "Put into the dungeon."
Min Huizhu was tightly tied up, her long hair was already messed up, and the fine silks and satins on her body were also cut, and she was extremely embarrassed.
Facing the well-dressed and handsome Qin Wuyan who was sitting in front of her, Min Huizhu glanced away at the charming and enchanting past, her eyes were red, and she almost stared at Qin Wuyan viciously, wishing to stare at Qin Wuyan's body for a few bloody holes, "You killed my brother, right? Those rumors are true, right?!"
Min Huizhu's voice was shrill, like a Shura flower that bloomed in hell and grew up watered by blood, with the hatred of burning everything, "Qin Wuyan, answer me!"
Zhuang Qingyun frowned. Although he had heard bad comments about Min Huizhu's cruelty and viciousness from Qin Wuyan, it was the first time he saw Min Huizhu like this. It is extremely poisonous, like a poisonous snake that may kill someone at any time, it is frightening.
Qin Wuyan just raised his head slowly, holding the pen holder with his fingertips, and said unhurriedly: "Yes."
Compared with Qin Wuyan's calm and breezy, Min Huizhu's eyes were clenched, and she almost screamed: "Why, why are you doing this?"
"Of course it's for my wife, otherwise why?" Qin Wuyan's tone was calm, as if he was talking to Min Huizhu about something insignificant and insignificant, "He covets my wife, what can I give you?" Giving him a decent death, keeping his promise, and agreeing to his request, this seat can be regarded as the most benevolent to him."
Min Huizhu seemed to be stimulated by Qin Wuyan's words, and her expression became more and more frantic, "What did my brother ask of you?"
"He asked me to promise him that no matter what you do, I will spare you." Qin Wuyan's tone suddenly became harsh, and his voice seemed to overflow from his throat: "I really want to kill you a thousand times." You will be cut into pieces, cut into pieces, and then you will be sunk into the fish pond, and the corpse will be eaten, but I have always been a man of faith, and since I have promised Mr. Min, I will definitely save your life."
The rope on Min Huizhu's wrist broke suddenly. Before Qin Wuyan could finish speaking, she already had a sharp dagger in her hand. She stepped on the stool, jumped up high, and pointed the sharp blade at Qin Wuyan who was in front of the table. Wu Yan, "Qin Wuyan, you come with my brother's life!"