Chapter 350 There is a knife on the head of the color!
Chapter 350
Thousand Hands Villa, early in the morning, the entrance of the villa was already full of people. Among the crowd, Xue Kun had his hands behind his back and his knees were completely submerged in the snow. He was so cold that he breathed from time to time.
Directly in front of him, Huang Qianmo's face was already livid, and he didn't know whether he was cold or angry.
"Manager Xue, are you sure that the core disciples of Shuwu Academy are coming today?"
An old man who was about seventy years old rubbed his hands, and his gray beard fell on the snow, which melted and froze together to form an ice pick, which was hard.
"This...should be coming, right?"
Xue Kun said with an uncertain tone.
Everyone has been standing in the cold wind since early in the morning, and it has been almost four hours, but now they have not seen even a single person. What a fuss!
"Huan'er, it's cold outside. You go back to the village and wait."
Huang Qianmo gently stroked away the fallen snow on Huan'er's head, his voice full of gentleness.
Huan'er shook her head. Although her lips were purple from the cold, she remained motionless. It was heartbreaking to see.
A core disciple of Shuwu Academy? She has to wait!
Huang Qianmo is deeply rooted in Qianshou Villa. If she wants to take revenge, she can only find a stronger backer! Her heart is sadder than death. For her, as long as she can get revenge, she doesn't care about anything. If she can be with someone
As a core disciple, you can avenge your dead brother!
She has been waiting for four hours. If she goes back now, won't she be in vain? This is the first time she disobeys Huang Qianmo's order. She closes her eyes, tears accumulating in her eyelids. These days, if not for the strong support in her heart,
If you were full of resentment, faced with physical abuse and humiliation all day long, your body would have collapsed long ago.
She hated him so much that she wanted to kill him all the time. The cold wind blew, and a wave of dizziness suddenly hit her. Huan'er's vision suddenly went dark, and her consciousness collapsed and blurred at this moment.
"Huan'er!"
Huang Qianmo was shocked and his heart almost stopped at this moment. He rushed forward and hugged Huan'er tightly in his arms.
"Doctor, why don't you hurry up and call for a doctor!"
Huang Qianmo roared angrily. At this moment, he didn't care about his demeanor, his gentleness, his gentleness.
"Young master, you must not do this. The core disciples from the Shuwu Academy are about to arrive. The master is not here. As the young master of Qianshou Villa, you cannot leave!"
Behind him came the admonitions from the stewards. Huang Qianmo smiled coldly and ignored them at all. What a bullshit academy of martial arts and bullshit core disciples. In his eyes at this time, Huan'er was the only one! All the others should go.
Damn it!
He rushed all the way back to the villa, rushed to Taoshan and came to Nuange.
"Doctor, go get a doctor quickly!"
He gently placed Huan'er in the quilt, turned around and went to the stove. He didn't care about wasting any more. He grabbed a lot of hot stones and put them into the stove, as long as they were warm.
About half a minute passed, and an old doctor was dragged to the Nuan Pavilion.
This old doctor, whose surname is also Huang, is a local traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who practices the Eight Classics of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He always calls himself a master and is quite temperamental.
"What? You dragged me all the way here just to treat a maid?"
The old doctor felt insulted, his face turned red with anger, and he waved his sleeves and robe and was about to stride away.
"court death!"
Huang Qianmo was furious, how dare he look down on Huan'er? He pulled out the long sword hanging on the wall, put the sword on the old doctor's neck, and said in a cold voice: "I really want to die!"
Plop!
The sword was sharp, and it turned out to be a middle-grade soul weapon! The old doctor was so frightened that his legs became weak, and the sword energy cut through a layer of skin, causing bleeding.
"Young Master, you can't do it, you absolutely can't do it!"
Seeing this scene, the stewards who were chasing after him were really frightened, and they quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"If you don't want to die, just go see a doctor quickly!"
"Hmph! I studied medicine when I was three years old, and I saved the world by hanging a pot when I was seventeen. After all these years, all the doctors I have treated are upstarts from aristocratic families. How can I give this to such a lowly servant..."
Stab~
The long sword moved down, and half a foot of the sword penetrated the old doctor's shoulder, bringing up a column of blood. If the old man hadn't been left to treat Huan'er, the previous sword would have been enough to wipe his neck!
"Do you really want to die?"
The expressions of all the Nuan Pavilion stewards all changed. This was the first time they saw the young master of the village being so angry and ferocious! They were also shocked immediately.
The old doctor was so frightened that he couldn't hold back the fear and pain in his heart. He was picked up by the neck and thrown to the bed. He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
"If it can't be cured, you will die!"
Huang Qianmo was so anxious that he roared at the side.
The old doctor smiled miserably. Blood was gushing out from his neck and left arm. He looked miserable. Under this murderous intent, he could only feel the pulse with his trembling palms.
"this……"
After a few breaths, the old doctor's expression became a little strange. Under Huang Qianmo's eyes that almost breathed fire and killed people, he smiled bitterly and said: "This is the happy pulse!"
"What? Say it again!"
Huang Qianmo stared, as if he couldn't believe it. There was silence in the Nuan Pavilion, all the stewards, and the servants looked at each other.
"It's true that she has a happy pulse. This girl is weak, and she was emotionally agitated and suffered from a bit of cold, which led to her coma."
"Happy pulse? It's actually a happy pulse? Huan'er is happy?"
Huang Qianmo's eyes were dumbfounded, and then he was ecstatic, overjoyed, and laughing maniacally!
As the young master of the Huang family, how can he be short of women? After so many years, he has never had a wife, a concubine, or a common roommate, but until now, he still has no heirs. Now he suddenly heard the news of Ximai
How could he not like those two words?
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Reward! Big reward! Hahahaha..."
Huang Qianmo's heart was filled with joy. When he looked at Huan'er again, there was nothing but love.
"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash, how can they defeat Huan'er even one ten thousandth of a percent? Hugh, I want you to divorce all these trash and make Huan'er your legitimate wife!"
Huang Qianmo was overjoyed and then furious! For so many years, there have been unpleasant rumors secretly going up and down the Thousand Hands Villa, saying that he, the young owner of the village, was incompetent and infertile. This was what he had in mind.
A thorn!
As time passed, gradually, even he himself was about to believe it. But now that Huan'er is pregnant, doesn't this prove that those were all rumors before? It's not that Huang Qianmo is not good, but that these women are all useless.
!I have been conquering them for so many years, but what’s the result? Trash! Stop! You must stop!
He turned around and sent four or five well-behaved and smart little maids to take care of Huan'er, and he stepped out of Nuan Pavilion with coldness!
In the villa's cabinet, smoke and willows were fluttering, and several beautiful women were singing and laughing. At this time, Huang Qianmo walked in with a gloomy look.
"Young Master."
When they saw Huang Qianmo, a group of women's eyes lit up and they all stood up and saluted.
"Young Master, you haven't come to see me for so long."
"Yes."
…
A group of women were chattering and making a lot of noise. These were all Huang Qianmo's concubines. At this moment, a plump woman in formal clothes came out of the back room. The woman had delicate eyebrows and was dressed in a fancy dress. When she saw this woman, Huang Qianmo's mouth turned red.
Finally, a cold smile appeared.
The woman's name is Shui Qianrou, and she is the eldest daughter of the Shui family. Back then, Huang Qianmo relied on the support of the Shui family to stand out among the many children of the Huang family and became the young master of Qianhou Villa.
The overall strength of the Shui family is not weaker than that of the Huang family, and Shui Qianrou is a rare beauty. It is precisely because of this that Huang Qianmo ignored them all and worked hard to catch her. Of course, this was originally a
In this transaction, the Huang family and the Shui family were married, and both parties were mutually beneficial. The top management of both families were happy to see it. However, although Shui Qianrou was beautiful, in Huang Qianmo's eyes she was just a beautiful woman.
Although he is always passionate about her body, when it comes to love, hehehe.
Moreover, Shui Qianrou is very scheming, even if she is compared to him, he will not give in at all. He does not like such a woman, how can she be as gentle and lovely as Shang Huan'er?
"Husband."
Shui Qianrou leaned forward, her robe hanging around her body, her plump figure was outstanding, like a ripe peach, which was particularly eye-catching.
Huang Qianmo's eyes glowed with green light, and when he looked at Shui Qianrou, there was only desire and conquest in his eyes, without any tenderness.
Shui Qianrou didn't pay much attention to this. She just saw her spinning around a few times, showing off her graceful figure.
Every time he saw Shui Qianrou, Huang Qianmo was obsessed with it, and this time was no exception. He rushed forward, picked her up, and rushed into Shui Qianrou's room until the evil fire dissipated.
Then he fell into a deep sleep.
"waste!"
After less than ten minutes of venting, she surrendered. Shui Qianrou cursed secretly. She put on her clothes and walked out of the room. A little maid came up and said something to her ear, and she saw a flash of light shooting out of Shui Qianrou's eyes.
A deep chill.
"What a cheap maid! Huang Qianmo, you forced me to do this."
Shui Qianrou turned around and left the villa's cabinet, heading straight for Taoshan. However, at this time, many guards had been stationed outside Nuan Pavilion. Shui Qianrou could not get in, and her face became even colder.
On the golden silk wooden bed in Nuange, Huan'er's eyes showed a look of dementia. She looked down at her flat belly. She never thought that she was pregnant with his child, no! She painfully pushed away the serving maid and slapped herself hard.
She can't have this child!
"I want revenge! Well, if I can't kill you this time, then I will kill your child!"
The Nuan Pavilion was no longer warm at this moment, and the chill was overwhelming. Outside, Shui Qianrou was also braving the chill. The two women were separated by a window on the first floor, and their eyes met each other. They were both beauties, but they both revealed murderous intent!
It has to be said that Huang Qianmo's beauty is indeed not small, but there is a knife on his head. But above his head, there are not only one knife, but two! If these two knives hang down,
, enough to kill him!
PS: There are three updates today, and there is one more to come. I hope you will support me a lot. Without further ado, let’s continue with the next chapter. (To be continued)