Chapter 272: When the wine is mellow, the taste is strong; when the love is gone, the love is clear
Jiang Qiyun's face darkened, "Qiao Yihuan, don't force me!"
Qiao Yihuan held Xiaoying firmly behind her, her voice trembling and her eyes tearing up, "Young Marquis, if you want to kill me, just kill me. I only beg you to let Xiaoying go! She has been with me since she was a child, and she is the only one willing to stay with me. I can't just watch her die."
Jiang Qiyun was so angry that he laughed. He drew the sword from his waist and walked towards Xiaoying.
Qiao Yihuan's heart skipped a beat. She never expected that he was really serious. She cursed her in her heart for saving an ungrateful person, but she still refused to give way and send Xiaoying out.
She turned around and hugged Xiaoying tightly, silently calling out "Your Highness" with anticipation in her heart.
"Stop." He Zhiyu spoke.
Hearing the voice he had been thinking about, Qiao Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
Jiang Qiyun turned around and looked at He Zhiyu, his jade-like and golden face full of coldness, "I want to kill Xiaoying today, and Your Highness can't stop me."
He Zhiyu did not respond to him, but just looked at Qiao Yihuan, who was sitting on the ground with cold sweat on his forehead, for a long time.
"Yihuan, you are kind-hearted and gentle, so it is only natural that you would be soft-hearted and not want to lose the maid who has been with you for many years."
Qiao Yihuan always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, and her heart began to hang in the air again.
"But keeping this evil slave by your side will harm you. If you need someone to serve you, I will arrange for a reliable maid to serve you, and the Shangshu Mansion will never leave you alone."
"Your Highness!" Qiao Yihuan tried to stop him immediately, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.
He Zhiyu's eyes, as deep as a cold pond, seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking noble and elegant. His innate aura of a superior was so suffocating that people could not breathe.
"You have to remember that tolerating evil slaves is essentially to commit evil."
Qiao Yihuan's body froze, and she blinked slightly, somewhat unable to believe what he had just said.
Such a cold tone, such indifferent words.
Your Highness, do you think you are a bad person?
Qiao Yihuan felt that this was all a dream. If it wasn't a dream, how could His Highness and the Young Marquis, who had taken such good care of her, stand there so coldly without helping her up? How could they make her so embarrassed and blame her for her mistakes?
No, this is all wrong!
Xiaoying also realized that something was wrong at this moment. It would be fine if it happened to the young marquis, but why did His Highness also want to kill her?
I am the young lady's personal maid. How could His Highness not care about the young lady and kill me?
"Miss! Miss, please save this slave, please save this slave!"
He Zhiyu pulled out the dagger from Jingyuan's waist and threw it to the ground, "I grant you the right to commit suicide. You can end it yourself."
Jingyuan was a little surprised. He thought that His Highness would ask him to take the man outside to kill him.
Xiaoying was so frightened when she saw the dagger in front of her, "Miss, please save me!"
Qiao Yihuan's arms were almost broken by her shaking, and he finally slowly lowered his gaze to the dagger on the ground.
The silver blade of the dagger was so sharp that it seemed like it could cut a person's neck with just a slight scratch, causing blood to splatter.
"Miss!"
Qiao Yihuan didn't respond, but picked up the dagger and looked up at the prince again, "Your Highness, are you really going to be so heartless? If Xiaoying dies, how will Your Highness want Yihuan to live?"
He Zhiyu said lightly, "No one in this world can survive without anyone else. You should learn to survive without relying on others."
Qiao Yihuan's hand trembled, and the dagger fell to the ground.
Jing Yuan reminded: "Xiaoying, His Highness gave you the opportunity to commit suicide. If you don't cherish it, there will be other ways waiting for you."
Xiaoying was terrified at the moment, shaking Qiao Yihuan's arm to ask her to protect her. As long as she begged His Highness kindly, His Highness would surely relent.
But, no.
Qiao Yihuan seemed to be so angry that he fainted.
Xiaoying froze in place, shivering all over as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
He Zhiyu looked at Qiao Yihuan's slightly trembling eyelashes and pretended not to notice it. "Send someone to take Yihuan back to the room and find a doctor to take a good look at her."
Jing Yuan nodded in response, "Your Highness, what about Xiao Ying?"
He Zhiyu turned and left, and a voice without any wind or waves rang out, "Kill."
Just one word sentenced Xiaoying to death.
In the carriage, Zi Yuan was quite curious and wanted to go back to the farm to watch the whole show, but unfortunately she was unlucky and couldn't see it.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince had a big fight with Qiao Yihuan, why is he defending her so much and protecting Xiaoying? You are really wronged, young lady, to have to endure the anger of that bitch for nothing. If you had known this would happen, you should have gotten rid of her long ago!"
The young lady is kind-hearted and has kept Xiaoying all this time. Isn't this just keeping her out of spite?
Qiao Wanyan drank a glass of sweet fruit wine, looked at Ziyuan's angry and unwilling expression and said with a smile: "Xiaoying, I'm afraid you will never see the sun tomorrow."
Zi Yuan was puzzled, "Miss, are you saying that Xiaoying will die? Then I will secretly go to the manor tonight and kill her?"
Qiao Wanyan shook her head slightly, "She will die at the hands of the prince."
If His Highness could shake off Qiao Yihuan's hand and catch up with me today, he could be sure that Xiaoying would die at his hands.
We've kept this idiot for so long, of course he'll be put to use.
Xiaoying has always been outspoken and hostile to him, and has repeatedly used veiled tactics against him for Qiao Yihuan. Now that she has seen that he has upset Qiao Yihuan and the prince is here, she will naturally find an opportunity to say more about her faults in front of the prince, and even exaggerate things.
Xiaoying will die today because the prince felt guilty about himself and his love for Qiao Yihuan was not as strong as before.
And Qiao Yihuan will also know that everything in the past can never go back.
If you feel uneasy and fearful, you will naturally do more absurd things.
It is not her turn to go against the will of heaven. Qiao Yihuan will waste the favor of heaven on her.
Qiao Wanyan looked at the pink fruit wine in the glass, and a beautiful curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"When wine is mellow, its taste is strong; when love is severed, its feelings are clear."
"This is the fate of those who believe in love."
Zhaohua Pond
Chen Che stood by the river with his hands behind his back, looking at the two mandarin ducks on the lake. After watching for a long time, he picked up a bow and arrow, aimed at one of them, and shot an arrow through the neck of the mandarin duck.
Seeing this, Shen Che raised his lips and revealed a satisfied smile.
Su Fei saw Shen Che's figure and hurried over, "Master, there is news over there!"
Chen Che lowered his eyes, "Xu Shujian is dead?"
Su Fei pursed his lips and said, "Master, there is news that the love Gu has been successfully produced. I have already placed the love Gu in your study."
Chen Che was somewhat disappointed but also very satisfied with the news. Thinking of the scene after she took the love Gu, he felt a little excited.
The deep phoenix eyes were filled with evil madness and expectation.
"Send a visiting card to the Shangshu Mansion and tell them that the weather has been nice recently and I want to invite the Second Miss to go for an outing."
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