Xiao Zhihua looked up and saw Qin Ye walking out while putting on his outer robe.

When she saw Qin Ye, she remembered that when the prince returned home, he personally carried Qin Ye back with him and even ignored her... A hint of deep hatred flashed across her eyes.

Flash by.

Then, she smiled softly: "Sister, you are joking. How can my sister make soup?"

Let her make the soup herself?

If Qin Ye eats it, isn’t he afraid of shortening his life?

Qin Ye glared at her coldly, "If you destroy my things and then pay me back, it will be considered an apology. If it's just talk, then I'll kill you and apologize, and everything will be fine?"

Xiao Zhihua's expression paused slightly.

Is Qin Ye going to confront her?

Just because the prince brought her back to the palace and favored her for a while, she dared to shout in front of her?

She was the woman who had accompanied the prince for ten whole years.

In the prince's eyes, the ugly Qin Ye was just a temporary impulse, and she, Xiao Zhihua, was the one in the prince's heart.

laugh!

"I didn't mean it, and I've already apologized. Why are you being so aggressive, sister..." She lowered her eyes, feeling very aggrieved, as if Qin Ye was taking advantage of her power to bully her.

Qin Ye: "Zong Zhengchen is not here, is your acting so good?"

Xiao Zhihua choked suddenly: "..."

Qin Ye walked over and glanced at the soup and broken porcelain pieces on the ground. He could see them clearly inside the house just now.

The lid is too hot to touch, so you can just throw it back.

However, a small action of throwing the lid overturned the entire heavy stove. Do you still dare to say that it was not intentional?

He raised his eyes and cast a cold and sharp gaze at Baoyu.

Baoyu was startled. She felt that the woman's eyes were as sharp as a poisonous snake, with invisible smoke and fire, which made her feel afraid for no reason.

"Baoyu, let's go!"

Xiao Zhihua turned around coldly.

"Stop." Qin Ye's cold voice.

Xiao Zhihua didn't listen and continued walking out.

So what if I kicked over your stove? As long as I say I didn't mean it, then it wasn't intentional. Are you going to hit me?

Suddenly, a small hand fell on Xiao Zhihua's shoulder and held her down.

Xiao Zhihua paused, turned his head and looked, and instantly became terrified, as if he was terrified:

"Sister, I really didn't mean it. Please don't hit me! Please..."

Doesn’t Qin Ye know Xiao Zhihua’s tricks yet?

Since she loves acting, let her do it!

He forcibly twisted Xiao Zhihua's hand and pushed her shoulder back suddenly. Xiao Zhihua suddenly fell forward unsteadily and happened to fall on the broken porcelain pieces, with her palm pressed directly on them.

"ah!!"

Sharp pain in the palm of the hand.

Blood spurted out.

Her hands...

“Master!” Baoyu was terrified and rushed over. “Master, you are bleeding! Oh my God! Are you okay? Oh my God…”

Xiao Zhihua's entire right hand was covered in blood. In the palm of his hand, a piece of broken porcelain was deeply inserted into it, and blood was flowing out like a faucet.

Xiao Zhihua was also a little scared.

Qin Ye stood there coldly, looking down at him:

"Xiao Zhihua, I never want to care about anything, and I'm too lazy to argue about anything, but if you keep running into trouble, what do you think of me, Qin Ye?"

"Garbage shelter?"

She is no longer the same person she used to be. Do you really think she is easy to bully?

A rabbit will bite when it is cornered.

When an honest man is pushed into a corner, he may even kill his entire family.

She looked down upon Xiao Zhihua, her expression cold and sharp, and she was unacceptable:

"I'm warning you for the last time. If you dare to provoke me again, I won't be so merciful next time!"