Not only did Chu Qingge not leave, but she walked step by step to Feng Liye.
She is really not afraid of death!
Feng Yuanhao didn't want to see his eldest brother strangle the woman in front of him to death.
No matter how you say it, she is also a royal person.
"Brother..."
"I tell you to get out!" Feng Liye's eyes were scarlet.
Raise your hand and bang!
The table not far behind Chu Qingge was smashed into pieces by a palm!
Feng Yuanhao was so frightened that he quickly came over and grabbed Chu Qingge's sleeve.
"Princess, you go back first."
Pull her and leave.
It's incredible that Chu Qingge can still keep his face unchanged.
But he was really scared.
If the big brother's palm falls on her, she will definitely die!
Chu Qingge's fingers were tightening, and her thin lips were getting colder and colder.
Finally, he let Feng Yuanhao pull him, turned around and walked out the door.
She actually didn't know why she came. She had never been one to show off her power after winning.
I have seen too many scenes, big and small, and tasted too many victories, big and small, in my previous life. This little thing is not worth mentioning.
But she came anyway.
Inexplicably, it just came!
"Don't leave!" No one expected that just when Chu Qingge turned around to leave, Chu Weiyun on the bed suddenly screamed crazily.
"Bitch! Don't leave! Don't leave!"
She threw herself under the bed, grabbed the scissors from the dressing table, and rushed out from behind the screen like crazy, regardless of the fact that she was still naked.
The white patch of flowers in his sight... Feng Yuanhao was so frightened that he hurriedly turned away.
Feng Liye's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand casually. A robe on the screen was wrapped around Chu Weiyun's body.
But Chu Weiyun didn't care about anything, rushed over, raised her hand, pointed the tip of the scissors at Chu Qingge, and stabbed it hard.
Chu Qingge didn't take her seriously at all, and easily pushed Chu Weiyun away.
Chu Weiyun's hand shook and the scissors fell to the ground.
But she didn't give up and raised her hand to greet Chu Qingge's face.
Chu Qingge's eyes were cold and she raised her hand again, trying to push her away.
Unexpectedly, this time, her raised hand was grabbed by Feng Liye.
"You still want to hurt her?" Feng Liye's gloomy face revealed a strong murderous aura.
Chu Qingge wanted to take her hand back, but was helpless and couldn't break free.
With a snap, a heavy slap fell on her face.
No one thought that Chu Weiyun, who fell into madness, could be so powerful.
With one slap, half of Chu Qingge's originally fair and delicate face suddenly became swollen!
Feng Liye didn't expect that he just didn't want Chu Weiyun to be wronged again, but this slap mark was still a bit... shocking.
Chu Qingge didn't hum. She raised her head and met his gaze. Even her words were cold: "What's wrong with me?"
He doesn't speak.
Regardless of whether she was wrong or not, Chu Weiyun was ruined, this is a fact.
Chu Qingge was not convinced, and her voice suddenly became louder: "What on earth did I do wrong?"
This angry roar made even Feng Yuanhao feel a sense of pressure.
My heart seemed to have been pulled inexplicably.
It was because I felt the grievances of the Ninth Princess.
A kind of stubbornness that is obviously wronged to the point of despair, but yet tries hard not to feel sad!
"Let go!" Chu Qingge swung hard, but failed to break away from his restraint, but her wrist was painfully thrown.
It's like being dislocated.
"Feng Liye, I let you let go..."
Her words stopped abruptly.
During the argument, Chu Weiyun didn't know when she picked up the scissors, and the tip of the knife plunged into her shoulder...
