"Who in this world will die for you?"

Shen Qingci asked Qi Yuan. She hadn't drunk water for a long time, and her voice was already a little hoarse, but she still couldn't drink Qi Yuan's water. Even if she died, she wouldn't drink it. Yes, she had such a tough temper. What about that pair?

If she compromised, if she was afraid of death, if she was not her, then she would not be able to go this far.

But Shen Qingci really asked Qi Yuan.

Who in this world will die for him?

He stared at Shen Qingci tightly.

Yes, no one in this world will die for him, and no one will spare his life. Which of these people around him really want to die for him? Is Chen Yueshu?

No, although he was reluctant to admit it, he knew clearly that anyone in this world could die for him, but that person would definitely not be Chen Yueshu.

To be precise, Chen Yueshu would not die for anyone, she was afraid of death.

But.

But there are people in this world who will die for Luo Hengwei.

It's her.

And this woman should have died for him, and she clearly wanted to die for him.

He suddenly sneered. There were many people in this world who died for me. His hands stroked Shen Qingci's face. Her skin was as delicate as before, with a little coolness. His fingers seemed to have a memory, and they actually remembered the touch of her tight skin.

After another touch, it was so familiar.

Did he see her now, just a long time ago, earlier than Shu'er?

When he wanted to find the answer, he seemed to have touched something, he heard a bang outside. There was a signal, and his face suddenly changed.

He pulled Shen Qingci up with one hand and walked out.

They walked forward and the back foot Luo Henglu was the same as the same length. They also came over, but they were one step late. Yes, they were just one step away. Luo Henglu lowered his head, bent down, and then picked up an earring from the ground. It was made by the best Nuanyu. He held the earring tightly. He knew that this was Shen Qingci, and it was also what he had made for Shen Qingci with his own hands. It was also what she liked the most on weekdays, and she had been carrying it for the past few days.

"A Ning..."

His lips squirmed twice.

"Will you be hungry?"

"Are you afraid?

"Do you... hurt?"

"Young Master..."

Changqing wanted to say something, but Chang Geng shook his head at him and told him not to say anything. The young master is in a bad mood now, and everyone can feel it. It's worse, just a little worse, and they can find the wife.

Luo Henglu turned around and walked out. Changqing wanted to ask Luo Henglu what to do now, where are they going to find a wife, are they looking for someone to save her?

Longer looked up at the pouring rain in front of me.

Who else can I send? Is it that the people of Pingyang ignore it? Apart from these, they are even more afraid that Qi Yuan will be anxious and will harm his wife by the other side.

As for asking why Luo Henglu didn't look for it? Because if you don't have to look for it, that person will naturally come to him, and all he has to do is wait.

They chose a good time.

They were also taking the lives of the entire Pingyang people as a bet. The third prince has to say that the game was very good. Luo Hengli also understood that his A Ning was innocent, and what they wanted was his life alone.

All he wants is his relationship with the fourth prince.

All you want is the throne.

Using the lives of the entire Pingyang people and even more people to bet on that position, the emperor's path will really have to be bloody.

After returning, Luo Henglu never said a word. He put his own hand on the table, and his fingers were still trembling gently. His silent words were also the people in the entire mansion, almost all of whom were terrified and uncomfortable. Others didn't even dare to say a word. Bai Mei was about to cry. She wanted to ask this, but she didn't dare. She wanted to ask that, and she didn't dare to ask that one, and she hid in the house and cried alone.

If something really happened to the wife, she would apologize for death. It was just her life. How could she compare to her wife? Even if she died ten times, she would not be able to hold on to her hair.

It’s not that wealth or not, the wife never judges people by wealth, and Shen Qingci’s life is not judged by wealth. If so, it is her hand that turns into gold into stone, which is the source of the court’s million taels of military expenditure, so no one can replace it, and no one can replace it.

Which one of the killers tied up her wife?

Luo Hengli was in the house, and one hand was still on the table, and he was waiting, and he believed that the man would come soon because this was his nature and his purpose.

His purpose is not Shen Qingci, but he is the only one.

With a tingling sound, something cut through the sky.

He stretched out his fingers, grabbed the two fingers in the air, and pinched a sleeve arrow. Above the sleeve arrow, he took the letter from the sleeve arrow.

Then put it in front of your own eyes.

It is still the whistling mountain torrent, and maybe it will burst out next time. You can see the rolling mud and sand of the river. I don’t know how many fertile fields, houses, homes, how many livestock, and how many lives have been swept away?

Luo Hengli walked forward, and the corners of his clothes seemed to be rolled up with yellow sand. Raindrops fell down his cheeks, but his eyes were still cold and warm.

Are you here?

Qi Yuan walked over from one side, and his hand was also pressed on Shen Qingci's shoulders. Her hands and feet were tied, and there were visible blood marks on her wrists.

Luo Hengli looked at Shen Qingci and smiled at her comfortingly.

But Shen Qingci shook his head at him.

Let's go, go quickly!

She had seen this man's methods. He was crueler than they thought, and he was more ignorant than they thought. He was a real evil ghost.

She struggled from time to time, and every time she moved, Qi Yuan's fingers would tighten her shoulders. At that moment, there was almost a pain like a broken bone. Her face was pale, but she was still struggling.

"Let her go!"

Luo Hengli turned to Qi Yuan, and a hand behind him was also tightly clamped.

A Ning, don’t move, don’t move anymore, if you move again, your shoulder blades will be crushed.

But he knew Shen Qingci very well, and her temperament followed Shen Dingshan, and her bones were harder than men.

After putting it over, Qi Yuan pressed Shen Qingci's shoulders tightly. A drop of cold sweat dripped from Shen Qingci's forehead, but in the end she smiled at Luo Henglu, and her tied hands were almost trapped in the flesh at this time, and those hands were even more bloody and fuzzy.
Chapter completed!