164. Chapter 164 We have nothing to do with each other 10
Xuanyuan Hong raised his lips and smiled, his eyes full of cruel sarcasm: "I never joke, let alone with women!"
After saying that, his gaze went directly across Qionghua's face, as if this person was not even in front of him.
Looking at the two maids following Qionghua, she said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute and ask the accountant to pay her two thousand taels of silver notes, and let her take away all the jewelry in the room!"
When it comes to women, he is never stingy when it comes to money.
"No!"
Qionghua's expression changed again and again.
He raised his hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Hong's arm, and looked up at Xuanyuan Hong sadly.
He begged hoarsely: "Your Majesty, I don't want jewelry or silver, I just want to stay in the palace!"
Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Hong slowly let go of his hand under his cold gaze.
I have been in a brothel for so many years, even though I am just doing business and not selling my body, my face is still understandable.
There was no trace of tenderness in Xuanyuan Hong's eyes.
Just like Xuanyuan Hong said, he never pities women.
It would be useless even if she died here.
Understanding this fact, Qionghua turned to look at Jintongtong.
He raised his head and sneered: "Are you satisfied now?"
Jin Tongtong raised his eyebrows indifferently and smiled sweetly.
Qionghua's accusation felt ridiculous to the extreme.
Not to mention Xuanyuan Hong's decision, it was simply not possible that Qionghua had offended her.
Even if it is, so what?
She had no intention of defending this issue at all.
No matter what she said, Qionghua wouldn't believe it.
If you want to blame, blame this damn stallion. If it weren't for him, how could so many things have happened!
Qionghua took Jin Tongtong's silence as acquiescence, gritted her teeth, and glanced in the direction of Xuanyuan Hong.
When no one was on guard, he raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin from his hair, holding it horizontally with his backhand.
He tapped his toes on the ground and jumped up to the rockery like lightning.
The sharp hairpin drew a golden streak in the sunlight and stabbed the golden boy's throat accurately.
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I recommend Jin Bobo’s final article "The Killer Also Travels Through Series: Yun Wuhen"