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    Wan'er was frightened by the stern look in Eleven's eyes and took a step back, but when she thought that Eleven was just a lowly concubine given to Marquis Pingyang by the Snake Kingdom, she shouted sternly: "You are so bold, how dare you talk to this girl like this."

    "Slave?" Eleven raised his eyebrows and became angry, his face slightly tensed.

    Wan'er snorted, "You are just a little concubine, not a slave, what are you?"

    Eleven sneered, "Even so, I'm here to serve Marquis Pingyang, not you." She came here to make a deal with Marquis Pingyang, not to be a slave for others.

    Wan'er was stunned. Although Emperor Yan intended to allocate her to Marquis Pingyang, this matter had not been made public after all. She could only be regarded as a guest in this house, and Shiyi was indeed not her slave.

    But she has always been praised by everyone. Even in the palace, when several palace maids were beaten and scolded, no one criticized her. Eleven contradicted her again and again, and she couldn't help but become angry. But as soon as he took action, she was  When the other party restrained him, she didn't dare to do anything again.

    He blushed and said angrily: "My third brother is in this situation because of you, a witch."

    Eleven said calmly: "So what?"

    Wan'er's expression changed. She actually dared to admit it frankly, "Do you think no one dares to kill you?"

    Shiyi smiled disapprovingly, "There are so many people who want to kill me. As long as Marquis Pingyang doesn't want me to die, I won't be able to die."

    Wan'er opened her mouth wide and couldn't believe what she heard, "Do you think that my third brother likes you and doesn't want you to die? You made my third brother become like this. My third brother hates you to death. I'm afraid he wants to kill you."  Chop it into minced meat.¡±

    If you don¡¯t answer on the 11th, just hate it. Who doesn¡¯t hate it?

    She didn¡¯t want to guess about Marquis Pingyang¡¯s heart, and she didn¡¯t need to guess.

    She didn't answer, and Wan'er became even more furious, "My third brother won't like you. Bringing you here is just to avenge that day. After the first lunar month, you will turn into a pile of bones."

    Eleven¡¯s face did not change, and he still said calmly, ¡°So what?¡± The whip in his hand was so tight that Wan¡¯er couldn¡¯t breathe smoothly.

    Wan'er's pink face turned slightly purple, her fingers picking at the whip wrapped around her neck, "If you dare to hurt me, my third brother will not let you go."

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? No matter whether you let it go or not, it all has the same result, "Anyway, I can kill you alive and bury you with me in a few days, which is not bad."

    Wan'er's face turned pale.

    There was an urgent cry from behind, "Girl, please show mercy."

    Turning around at eleven, she saw the prince striding towards him with an anxious look on his face, and standing behind him was the elegant figure that kept appearing in her mind even though she forced herself not to think about it.

    Wearing a light white robe, the green wolf ghost mask covered half of his face. The half of his face exposed outside the mask, although slightly pale, was not as yellow as the dead bones of Qiu Tao before his death.

    Eleven didn¡¯t realize that she let out a long sigh of relief when she saw him like this.

    Your gaze moved up to meet his bottomless eyes.

    He looked at her indifferently, but there was a complicated look in his eyes that seemed to understand.

    It seems like resentment, like hatred, like annoyance, but it is also entangled with a softness that cannot be eliminated.

    She looked at him, and he looked at her.

    She has grown a lot taller than a few months ago, but she has lost a lot of weight. The greenness on her face has faded away and has been replaced by a look that makes people feel distressed. When she looks back, the glaze flickers, and she seems to be ruthless and affectionate, and even more affectionate.  It was a deep love, just like Qing Yi who sat quietly next to him playing the piano and listening to him.

    As he looked at it like this, he felt a little distracted.

    When Wan'er saw the two of them looking at each other from a distance, with no one else in their eyes, she was filled with jealousy. She was even more angry and hated Eleven. However, the whip around her neck made it difficult for her to breathe.  If he dared to have an attack, he shouted urgently: "Third brother, save me.

    When the prince saw Eleven yesterday, he was a little dazed. There was such a stunningly beautiful woman in the world. In his eyes, Eleven was as beautiful as the flowers in the greenhouse.

    At this moment, looking at the tight little face of Eleven and the coldness in her eyes, I realized that this girl, who is as weak as a finger can be broken off, is a dead warrior of the Snake Kingdom, and the dead warrior can be seen in the blink of an eye.  There is no mercy when it comes to human life. The prince was afraid that Shiyi had murderous intentions and no one could save Wan'er, so he said cautiously: "Girl, please be merciful."

    Eleven came to his senses, withdrew his gaze, threw the whip on the ground, and turned away.

    Wan'er ran to Marquis Pingyang and cried, "Third brother, she bullied me."

    Pingyang Hou always thought that after such a long time, his heart had calmed down, but unexpectedly when he saw her, he was still confused

    Watching her leave indifferently, I felt like a piece of empty space was left in my heart. I forced myself not to look back at her retreating back, and said softly: "I'll apologize to you on her behalf, okay?"

    ? ??Knowing the temperament of Eleven and Feng Waner, Eleven will never provoke anyone without any reason, but Feng Waner is praised to the sky and has a lawless temper.

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    Feng Waner was stunned. Not only did he not punish the bitch, he also apologized on her behalf?

    He pouted dissatisfiedly, "It's obviously that bitch who bullied me. Why do you want Third Brother to apologize on her behalf?"

    When Marquis Pingyang heard her say "bitch," he felt secretly annoyed in his heart, and his dark eyes gradually turned cold.

    The prince saw Pingyang Hou's expression in his eyes and hurriedly said: "If you hadn't provoked Miss Eleven, how could she have behaved like this?" Eleven is a dead soldier, and he is not afraid of death at all. If he didn't have a weakness in Pingyang Hou's hands,  How could she come to this house to die in such a miserable way?

    Feng Waner refused to admit it, "I didn't.

    The prince glared and said, "What she is holding is obviously your whip. If you don't use the whip to beat her, how can your whip be in her hand?"

    Feng Waner was annoyed when she saw that the prince always sided with Eleven. She shook Pingyang Hou¡¯s arm and said coquettishly, ¡°Third brother.¡±

    Pingyang Hou brushed Feng Waner's hand off without leaving a trace, and said with a smile: "I'll ask her to apologize to you later, okay?"  "That's what he said, but there was no sincerity in his tone. It was obvious that he had no intention of asking Ping An to apologize to her.

    How could Feng Wan'er not hear the perfunctory tone in Pingyang Hou's words, and stomped away in anger.

    In terms of generation, Feng Waner is one generation older than the prince, but the prince and Feng Waner grew up together, and the prince is older than Feng Waner, so there is no so-called seniority between them.

    Feng Wan'er came to Pingyang Mansion with the prince. The prince also felt a little embarrassed when such a commotion occurred. He sighed helplessly, "Wan'er is too ignorant."

    Marquis Pingyang smiled disapprovingly, "He's just a kid."

    The prince sighed: This third uncle was only a year or two older than him, but in front of him, he really seemed superficial and immature.

    Thinking of Eleven's beautiful face again, she sighed secretly. That girl was a little younger than Wan'er, but she was so calm. What kind of experience could make a little girl become like this.

    After standing for a while, I saw that Marquis Pingyang had no intention of saying anything. Knowing what happened today had made him unhappy, he couldn't stay any longer and said goodbye to Marquis Pingyang.

    Marquis Pingyang didn¡¯t stay either, he just nodded lightly.

    After the prince retreated, he hesitated slightly and walked towards the courtyard where Eleven lived.

    Raising his head slightly, there was a ray of cold wind blowing by, and he asked the girl to go to the house to get a cloak.

    On November 11, I stood under a flower tree, looking at the bright red peonies in front of me. I heard the gentle footsteps approaching behind me without looking back.

    Pingyang Hou stood behind her, looked at her back for a long time, walked forward slowly, put the cloak on Shiyi's thin shoulders, and said softly: "The wind is blowing."

    Eleven was a little surprised. Looking back at him, it was her familiar dark eyes, "You didn't come to me to ask for guilt?"

    Pingyang Hou smiled slightly, "What crime are you guilty of?"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? He did not mention the Snake King's poison, and she did not want to speak out, "I have offended your future princess."

    He lowered his hand and shook her hand, "Walk with me."

    ????????????????????????????????????? Eleven¡¯s hands froze slightly, where was he singing?

    "Aren't you annoyed?" That Feng Waner is the younger sister of Emperor Yan's favorite concubine Xian.

    He turned sideways, half-smiling but not smiling, "Why should I be annoyed?"

    Eleven was stunned, how could he forget that he has no heart, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill her?" Even if he has no heart, he is still a member of the royal family. The most important thing for the royal family is power, and a large part of this power  He relies on powerful officials, and marriage is often a means to win over powerful officials, so even if he doesn't love the daughter of a powerful official, he can't express it.

    "I know you know how to measure things." Marquis Pingyang led Eleven while walking in the courtyard, "Besides, she is not my future princess."

    Eleven wanted to slap her hand but he held it. After hearing what he said next, she was stunned. After a long while, she asked: "Where is my mother?"

    "In a safe place." He answered without thinking.

    "I want to see my mother." Eleven raised her head and looked directly into his eyes. He knew why she came, and there was no need for her to go around in circles with him.

    "Okay." Pingyang Hou did not hesitate, his voice was like warm wind and cotton wool.

    Eleven didn¡¯t expect him to agree so readily, and was shocked again.

    After a long time, Cai Nuonuo asked: "Don't you hate me?"

    "Hate, how can you not hate?" He pulled her forward,The tone was soft and gentle, but Eleven would not doubt the meaning of his words.

    He hates her.

    "When you get here, if I don't let you see Mrs. Yue, you won't stay here peacefully. I'm afraid of trouble, so it's better to let you see her."

    Eleven took a deep breath, she couldn't hide her thoughts from him.

    After leaving the courtyard where Eleven lived, more and more people were coming and going.

    Marquis Pingyang took Eleven's hand, walked out of the house without hesitation, and dragged her into the carriage.

    This move made Eleven feel a little uncomfortable.

    Fortunately, the servants, seeing them like this, wisely avoided them and didn't look at them too much.

    In the car, Marquis Pingyang said very little. He just sat on the brocade mat in the car and looked at her quietly.

    ??????????????????????????????????????? Eleven couldn¡¯t guess what was in his heart or what he was thinking. He made him uncomfortable, so he turned away, opened the curtains, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

    The prosperity of Yanjing is completely different from that of the Snake Kingdom, but even when Eleven looks outside, she can still feel the eyes of Marquis Pingyang resting on her, and there is no place where she feels at ease in her body.

    When she arrived, she couldn't bear it any longer, so she suddenly lowered the curtains, turned around, glared at Marquis Pingyang, who was still looking at her, and raised his eyebrows, "Did you put the poison on me?"

    (Some people are afraid that this book is abusive, so I scanned the previous article. Although Eleven¡¯s situation is not good, the plot is not abusive, and there are many small and warm places. What do you think of this book? I hope you all  Please support your subscription. If your subscriptions grow, Guozi will be updated one after another.) {Piaotian Literature www.piaotia.net thanks all book friends for your support. Your support is our biggest motivation}
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