When Nangong Zimei was secretly frightened, Nangong Wan'er had an extremely sharp dagger in her hand at some point, and she was looking at her with a ferocious smile.
Nangong Wan'er looked at Nangong Zimei's beautiful face seriously, and then looked at the dagger in her hand that shone under the light, and said: "Nangong Zimei, tell me, if I am in your
If you get a few cuts on your face, will the Third Prince still like you?"
Nangong Zimei looked at the dagger in Nangong Wan'er's hand, and a chill flashed through her heart.
At this time, she could not move at all, and there was no room for resistance. If Nangong Wan'er really wanted to scratch her face, she could only let her be slaughtered! Thinking of this, Nangong Zimei felt an unprecedented feeling in her heart.
The feeling of powerlessness!
From now on, she will never let herself be at the mercy of others again!
Nangong Wan'er held the dagger and gradually approached Nangong Zimei's face. Nangong Zimei looked at the dagger getting closer and closer to her, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.
Looking at the Xingong in Nangong Zimei's eyes, Nangong Wan'er felt a perverted pleasure in her heart!
That's right, ever since she was little, she has always liked to look at Nangong Zimei's frightened expression, as if that would bring some vague satisfaction to her heart.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Nangong Wan'er looked at Nangong Zimei with pleasure, and then her tone was full of hatred: "Nangong Zimei, do you still remember that you slapped me in the face a month ago?
That whip? That whip almost caused me to be disfigured!"
She seemed to have forgotten that it was she who wanted to hit Meng Shiniang, and Nangong Zimei fought back! In the final analysis, it was just her own fault.
However, Nangong Wan'er didn't seem to think so.
She put the dagger against Nangong Zimei's face, pointed the blade gently at Nangong Zimei's face, and continued in a very regretful tone: "It would be a pity if such a beautiful face is scratched.
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The cold touch of the dagger made Nangong Zimei shiver in her heart. She looked at Nangong Wan'er with a frantic look on her face, and felt scared for the first time in her heart!
Yes, she was really scared! She was afraid of Nangong Wan'er, who was already a little crazy!
Because she knows that once some people go crazy, they can do anything!
"But, Nangong Zimei, do you know? What I hate most is your beautiful face!" Nangong Wan'er's eyes were filled with endless madness: "Only by destroying your face, you can no longer confuse the third prince.
Only after I destroy your face will the Third Prince look at me!"
"What's wrong? Do you know you're afraid now?" Nangong Wan'er looked at Nangong Zimei and continued: "But you know you're afraid now, it's too late!"
The ferocious smile on Nangong Wan'er's face deepened, even making her originally pretty face look a little ferocious.
In Nangong Wan'er's heart, she believed that Nangong Zimei had snatched away the third prince who should have belonged to her. Therefore, her hatred for Nangong Zimei had reached the extreme. She wrote a letter to call Nangong Rui back, just to
She wants to take revenge on Nangong Zimei. Now that Nangong Zimei has fallen into her hands, Nangong Wan'er will naturally not let her go easily!
With endless hatred in her heart, Nangong Wan'er picked up the dagger and slashed Nangong Zimei's face...