Qin Ye turned around and saw a strange face. She smiled calmly and replied, "Oh, it's you. Long time no see."

When Qin Jiaojiao heard this reply, the smile in her eyes gradually deepened.

They just met yesterday.

"Ling Ye, we two sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss you so much. There is a new store that has some really good cosmetics. How about I take you to have a look?" She walked up, took Qin Ye's arm affectionately, and took her away.

Qin Ye did not refuse.

Afraid of being exposed...

I don’t know where to go.

When Qin Ye was thinking about something, Qin Jiaojiao suddenly shook off her hand and slapped her in the face.

Bang!

"Hiss!" Qin Ye cried out in pain, his cheeks were numb and painful. Before he could react, he was kicked twice and beaten severely by pulling his hair.

"ah!"

"You... who are you... how dare you attack me? I am the future Princess Chen!"

Qin Jiaojiao pinched her fiercely, "I've wanted to beat you for a long time!"

No matter whether she was Qin Ye, Ling Ye, or anyone else, they were all beaten as if she were Qin Ye, venting all the resentment and anger of the years.

“Ah! Stop it… You are so outrageous… Someone, come quickly!”

After half a minute, Qin Ye was beaten to death. He curled up on the ground, hugged his body tightly, and gasped in pain.

Qin Jiaojiao stopped only after she had vented her anger.

My heart is filled with joy.

"Little bitch, you should have died four years ago. Why did you come back? Ha, even if you come back, I can still get rid of you! Are you Ling Ye now, or someone else?"

That straightforward question made Qin Ye's face change drastically:

"You...what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"You like to pretend, don't you?" Qin Jiaojiao took out a talisman paper drawn with blood from her sleeve and smiled sinisterly, "Do you think you can occupy this body so easily without my help?"

Behind her, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow Taoist robe and a hat walked out slowly. He was carrying a cloth bag on his back and the hilt of a peach wood sword was exposed. The Taoist robe was printed with the pattern of Yin-Yang and Bagua, but he had narrow eyes, a mean face, and a shifty look, and did not look like a good person.

"If you are not honest, I can summon you or disperse you," said the Taoist priest.

Qin Ye hurriedly knelt on the ground, "No!"

She said!

"My name is Song Qiao. I am a girl from a restaurant in Qingyuan Town. I have been engaged to the Long family since I was young. But on the day of the wedding, Long Zhenxuan accepted a vixen into the family and humiliated me. They even teamed up to kill me. I died with hatred in my heart. Guided by the unknown, my soul floated to the Chen Palace and squeezed into Qin Ye's body."

After all, Song Qiao had occupied someone else's body, and she felt guilty and scared, so she confessed everything.

"So it's not Ling Ye." Qin Jiaojiao sneered, "Well, no matter who you are, from now on, you must obey me."

Song Qiao was born in the town and had never seen any big storms. And the person was dead, so she was naturally afraid.

"What...what do you want me to do?"

Qin Jiaojiao pinched her chin hard, "First, I can't stand you, you can't marry King Chen."

"Second, those two cubs of Qin Ye's are an eyesore to me, so you should get rid of them."

"The reason why you were able to drive away Qin Ye's soul so easily is because Qin Ye has no ties to this body. The only brother who is tied to her is dead. She has no bloodline and no foundation, so her soul naturally cannot occupy this body."

"But you have a brother. When the time comes, I will have a Taoist priest use your brother's blood to perform a ritual to stabilize your soul. After the soul is stabilized, this body will completely belong to you, and no one else can take it away."