"Miss, I will send someone to look for you now. I must find it for you." The maid stood up and stumbled away.
Han Zhixiang angrily swept everything on the table to the ground: "Trash! A bunch of trash!"
Long Qian watched the maid move away and quietly came down from the beam.
It seems that Han Zhixiang knows that the medicine is for her mother. This woman wants to harm her own mother who likes a man. How vicious!
"Han Zhixiang." Long Qian entered the door and quickly stepped inside, "Who gave you the courage to touch my things?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was already standing in front of Han Zhixiang, so fast that Han Zhixiang couldn't react at all.
To a peerless master, such speed is nothing.
But she is Long Qian, she is a loser Long Qian, how can Qinggong be so powerful?
"Long, Long Qian." Han Zhixiang stood up holding on to the crossbar of the chair, "What...are you doing here?"
Long Qian took out the dagger, stared at her and smiled coldly: "You poisoned me, of course I came to pay for it with your life."
Han Zhixiang looked at the person behind her, frowned, and shouted, "I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Are you sure you don't know?" Long Qian took out the small sachet and waved it in front of Han Zhixiang, "I heard that you are looking for this thing?"
Han Zhixiang looked at the small sachet and widened her eyes: "No, this is not mine!"
"Is it you? You know better than anyone else?" Long Qian took back the sachet.
But Han Zhixiang couldn't help but move forward and wanted to grab it: "Give it back to me!"
Long Qian curled her lips slightly, stuffed the sachet back into her arms, and showed her dagger.
"No!" Han Zhixiang was frightened by the silver light of the blade and stepped back suddenly, "Don't hurt me! What do you want? I'll give it to you."
"Long, Long Qian, I know that you married into the mausoleum for money. I will give you money, more than you can imagine, and you can go, okay?"
"Brother Ling doesn't like you, so it's useless for you... to stay."
Long Qian was unmoved and took half a step forward.
Han Zhixiang was so frightened that she fell back on her chair and waved her hands vigorously: "No! Don't hurt me."
It was all her fault, so why did everyone need to be transferred away? Once Ye Han left, there was no one who could protect her.
Long Qian's life was not a pity, but she didn't want to die.
"Long Qian, what... do you want? Brother Ling doesn't like you. This is beyond my control." Han Zhixiang cried and shouted.
"To blame... I can only blame you for not being as good-looking as me! Don't hurt me, you, if you hurt me, I..."
"Do you still want to threaten me?" Long Qian's knife fell mercilessly on Han Zhixiang's face.
"I didn't!" Han Zhixiang was too frightened to move any further.
There was a smile on Long Qian's lips, but the light in his eyes seemed to be covered with frost.
Her dagger struck Han Zhixiang's face repeatedly, making Han Zhixiang tremble with fear.
"Don't... hurt me. What do you want? I... can give it to you."
"You dare to hurt the Queen, I just want your life now!" Long Qianyue frowned and raised the knife in his hand.
"Ah..." As soon as Han Zhixiang shouted, something was stuffed in her throat.
She swallowed the pill unconsciously and then remembered the burning pain on her face.
"Long Qian, you bitch dares to ruin my appearance. I won't let you go! Someone is here! Kill her, kill..."
The cold dagger fell on his throat, and Han Zhixiang had to shut up.
"Shout, why don't you shout?" Long Qian sneered, "For the sake of glory and wealth, you can really do anything."
"Do you know who I am as the current queen? Dare you touch her?"
