Rong Yue said calmly: "There are not many people like this anywhere? It's just that they are not as arrogant as her."
"You used to hate evil so much, why do you speak for her now?" Yuan Qingling looked at her.
Rong Yue reached out and touched her belly, "I am about to be a mother. I want to understand all the incomprehensible things, resolve all irresolvable resentments, and accumulate virtue for my son."
Yuan Qingling raised her eyes, "Really?"
Under her intense gaze, Rong Yue sighed helplessly, "I have encountered this kind of thing before."
"oh?"
Rong Yue slowly lowered her head, "It's just that I was the one who set fire to the store."
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then looked at her sternly, "Killing?"
Rong Yue waved her hands hurriedly, "No, I don't kill people casually. I kill people for money. I won't go out unless I have a hundred and eighty thousand taels. And all the people I kill are evil people. Hey, don't say that.
Those who kill and kill are full of hostility. I can't listen to this now. I feel dizzy when I hear it. In fact, my heart is very soft now, and I am wholeheartedly doing good!"
Yuan Qingling looked at her kind-hearted look, which was very inconsistent, and slowly picked up a sour plum and put it into his mouth, "Don't disturb these people now, they will be useful in the future."
Rong Yue nodded, "Yeah, okay, do you want to go to Jingzhao Mansion and let me know in advance?"
"No, just write it down."
"That's right," Rong Yue suddenly thought thoughtfully, "Tell me, could Huiping have committed too many sins and suddenly suffered retribution? The evil spirits hung her up in the middle of the night and hanged her to death?"
Yuan Qingling looked at her, "Didn't you just say that you are dedicated to doing good?"
Rong Yue smiled, "Just talk about it."
Yuan Qingling said calmly: "This is a very good argument. Keep it for future use. If you really can't bring her down, then let this ghost go out."
Rong Yue looked at her, very curious, "Don't you think this kind of heresy is dirty?"
"It depends on who you are dealing with." Yuan Qingling said calmly.
Rong Yue looked into her eyes and found that there seemed to be a faint flame, "Are you...are you angry?"
She looked in the hall and saw that there were no candles or lamps lit. Where did the flames come from? There would be no real flames even if you were angry.
"I'm not angry..." Yuan Qingling thought for a while, "Just say I'm not angry, but I feel like there's a fire burning in my heart."
"Did you eat something that made you angry?" Rong Yue asked blankly.
"Why do I look so angry?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Rong Yue looked into her eyes and said, "No, I just feel like there is a fire in your eyes and you look angry."
Yuan Qingling remembered that she had an unprovoked quarrel with Lao Wu, and now Rong Yue said this again, is this flame the light in her head? She has indeed been unable to control her temper recently. In the past, although she would have been right
Huiping was very angry about what he did, but he would not say such harsh words that day, and would only fight back silently.
But that day, she was really angry, as if she was about to explode. Now that she thinks about Huiping's face, she still wants to cut her face with a knife.
Looking at Rong Yue stroking her belly with her hands, she thought it might be due to pregnancy and hormones. After all, pregnant women have very bad tempers.