V2.Chapter 63

After a long time, she just clenched the palm under the sleeve, Yingying sobbed, "sister, how can you treat me like this? What did I do wrong?"

While speaking, she quietly pinched a servant girl who was still kneeling on one side shivering.

The servant girl was stunned for a few seconds before she could react. She said, "Miss, maid, I'm going to ask your highness to come and make decisions for the young lady!"

With that, he would stand up and run back.

Liu Qianqian tightly stares at the flowers on the street, as if to stare out a hole in her body.

However, such a close look, it was found that her face originally crisscross, ferocious incomparable scar actually did not know when a lot of light, the original beautiful and beautiful appearance can be seen.

What's going on? How could this happen?

Her green fingers under the cuffs suddenly closed tightly, and the sharp and long fingernail prickles in the palm hurt, but she suddenly did not feel, only full of resentment and disbelief.

But on the other hand, before she could open her mouth, the servant girl had already run to the door.

Her eyes suddenly a cold, such as Qin Qin in a very cold place ten thousand years of ice like, cold through the bone.

At last it was revealed.

Liu Qianqian suddenly regained consciousness, and he laughed hard in his heart. However, his face was like a frightened deer. He looked at her in horror, "sister, you, what do you want to do?"

The flower on the street suddenly smiles, slowly hooks the lip to smile, the eye in the ice cold actually half minute does not reduce.

She went to Liu Qianqian's side, lowered her voice in her ear and said, "sister, how did your face begin to rot? What's more, the hairpin seems poisonous? "

Liu Qianqian face changed violently, "rub" once stood up, covered his face with panic.

Around is so, she still did not forget to pick up the hairpin on the ground. Before she could bend over, the flower on the stranger had already picked up the hairpin, with a smile on her lips.

Liu Qianqian clenched his fist with hatred, and finally covered the black cheek of the wound. He looked for a head and left quickly.

When he got out of the dock yard, Yan Moli had been invited to come over. He felt a bit embarrassed when he saw Liu Qianqian. He was surprised by the dark and deep eyes.

"Miss Liu, how on earth is this washing up?"

Liu Qianqian was in a hurry to go back. He didn't dare to say much. He just saw the ceremony in a hurry and said, "it's just that I'm joking with my sister. The girl is stupid and has become a real girl. Your highness, don't blame me. I have something to do in the courtroom, so I'll leave first."

After that, he did not wait for Yan Mo to respond, and then he left in a hurry.

Yan Moli looked at Liu Qianqian. Although he was deliberately gentle, he still showed a little flustered figure. His eyes could not help but throw themselves onto the corridor in front of the dock yard. In his deep eyes, a touch of ink gradually faded, which was hard to understand.

"Your Highness, do you want to go in?" The bodyguard behind him hesitated for a moment and asked carefully.

"No, go back." In Yan Mo's eyes, he turned and strode away. After a few steps, he stopped again and said in a low voice: "find out what happened recently. In addition, pay more attention here."

This strange flower is really becoming more and more interesting.

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Yan Moli and his party finally left for Beijing three days later. Yan Beicheng took his own people to see him off, and flowers on the street also went with him.

From the beginning to the end, the flowers on the street have not seen Liu Qianqian, only heard that she has been suffering from illness these days. She can't blow the wind, so she got on the carriage first.