Princess Against the World

Qiu Futian was so frightened that he quickly let go: "This..."

He stared blankly at his hands.

It seems that he didn't exert any strength, why did he vomit blood?

Qiu Wushuang's heart was inexplicably aching, and his eyebrows were tightly locked.

She wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the sense of estrangement on Ling Luoyu's body.

Qiu Wentian asked nervously, "Brother Yan Wang, what's the matter with you?"

Ling Luoyu Tamsui wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth without a trace: "It's okay, just when I was careless just now, I was injured by a bite of blood... just spit it out..."

Qiu Wentian hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a piece of silk from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Wipe it off..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank indistinctly, subconsciously he was about to take it, but Du Luoyu tangled up at the right time.

"Mother! Why are you being so nice to her?"

Looking at her hand holding Qiu Wushuang's arm, Ling Luoyu's heart trembled fiercely.

The same daughter, a stranger, a spoiled indulgence.

No matter why Qiu Wushuang abandoned her, she couldn't forgive her!

Ling Luoyu rubbed the blood on his sleeves with a faint curl of his lips.

"Ma'am, I'm not that hypocritical..."

Du Luoyu looked unhappy: "How did you talk?! My mother is not good for you? She also called me uneducated? I think you are uneducated!"

Ling Luoyu pursed her lips, her black eyes were as cold as blades.

"Du Luoyu, the difference between us is... I am not taught by a mother, you are taught by a mother... It doesn't matter if I am not educated, you will make people laugh if you are not educated!"

The corners of her lips were slanted, her evil spirits came out, and when she wiped the blood on her sleeves, her black eyes looked at Qiu Wushuang with burning provocation.

"Madam, do you think so?!"

There was a strong smell of gunpowder on her body, which made Qiu Wentian and the others inexplicable.

They are understandable to hate Qiu Wushuang.

She is a newcomer, why is she so full of resentment towards Qiu Wushuang.

It seems that there is some deep hatred between them.

Qiu Wushuang was speechless when questioned.

For some reason, she always had a special feeling in front of this young man named Yan Wang.

It's just that she can't figure out what this feeling is.

Qiu Yinchuan squeezed over carefully: "Second Uncle, Third Uncle..."

He glanced at Qiu Wushuang fearfully, and finally greeted him.

"Four aunts..."

Qiu Wushuang could see that she was not welcome here, so she forced a chuckle and turned away with Du Luoyu.

As soon as she left, Qiu Yinchuan straightened his waist.

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, let me introduce you to..."

——

The mountain road of Bianwei Mountain is sloping and winding, twisting upwards.

Du Ziming carried his hands on his back and walked very calmly without rushing or slowing down.

The guards around him didn't dare to talk too much, and could only follow him carefully.

abruptly—

He suddenly stopped and took a deep breath: "Could it be her?!"

Without waiting for anyone to ask, he instinctively shook his head.

"No! Impossible!"

Du Ziming's self-talk made the guards behind him bewildered.

"Homeowner?"

"Is Qi Lao back?"

"I'm back!"

"Quickly invite Qi Lao to come to Bianwei Mountain... Just say I want to ask him to recognize someone!"

"Recognize someone?" The guard was a little puzzled: "Patriarch, forgive your subordinates... Who do you want Qi Lao to recognize?"

Du Ziming's lips showed a falcon smile: "A few days ago, he had a relationship with that person in the capital... So, I want to make sure that this person is not her!!"

The guard became more and more confused: "Patriarch, who do you want to identify?"

"Ling Luoyu!"