Arrogant Consort Adored By War Prince

How biased can a human heart be?

Ye Xiuming coldly threw Sirian Jiarong to the ground, his dark face half-sided, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Only the wailing of Xilian Jiarong's "Woo" remained in the yard, one by one, as if the next moment he would lose his breath.

However, Sirian Jiarong did not stop breathing. Instead, he relieved his breath, wiped off the blood stains on his eyes, panting and dragging: "Should...damn...haha...you... Worry about the woman Yu Zisu...Just...cough cough..."

Silian Jiaying's plea did not make Silian Jiarong feel guilty, or something else, but made her feel more embarrassed.

The cowardice of her father, the decline of her mother's clan, and the various unsatisfactory feelings caused by Yu Zisu in recent days have greatly increased her hatred.

Word by word, she used all her strength to curse viciously: "As long as...I don't die in one day, I will...ha...ha...chase and kill that woman..."

She hates it! Why do you need to work hard to get everything, but Yu Zisu can easily control everything in his hands!

Originally, she was only afraid of the woman Yu Zisu, but at this moment, when she was lying on the ground like an ant, waiting for others to save her, the hatred in her heart grew like a vine.

That kind of jealousy that others can easily get without forbearing for so many years made her head unconscious.

Hearing that, Ye Xiuming's anger was even worse. He strode forward, pinched Xilian Jiarong’s neck and lifted the person up, squeezing the other hand on Xilian Jiarong’s wrist, only to hear The sound of cracking bones, and the screams of Xilian Jiarong.

Seeing that Sirian Jiarong's air was getting in and out, San Ye was so anxious that he looked at Sirian Jiaying eagerly.

Xilian Jiaying thought for a while, and said again, "Emperor Mingjing will save her life, Rong'er is just a difference in thought."

He had other plans in his heart, but he couldn't say it clearly. He only hoped that Ye Xiuming would understand it somehow. However, Ye Xiuming couldn't understand it. It was not worth just for Yu Zisu, and he felt more distressed for Yu Zisu.

Yu Zisu has been merciful to the Xilian family. He just made the Xilian family's infighting rise to the surface, but did not make the Xilian family hurt, and even asked Mu Yunying to rescue Xilian Jiaying. It all depends on the face of Xilian Jiaying.

But Xilian Jia responded to Yu Zisu... Ye Xiuming sneered, and with a deep sneer, he threw Xilian Jiarong on the ground without making a sound. Instead, he cast his gaze behind the third master of Xilian’s family. Xilian Jiaying's body was dark and unclear.

The third master originally wanted to tell people to help his daughter up, but he realized that the gaze that was like staring at a prey fell on him, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he felt that his back suddenly pressed against him. Dashan, even breathing is very difficult.

He couldn't help but raise his head to look at Ye Xiuming not far in front, but he only glanced at it, as if he had been pricked by a needle, his eyes hurt.

Xilian Jiaying's thin face flashed a little hesitation, but he had to speak again, "Thank you Mingjing Emperor for his mercy."

Ye Xiuming laughed out loud, her low and mute voice like a ghost in the middle of the night, "Patriarch Xilian, is Su Er your daughter, or Xilian Jiarong is your daughter?"

Ye Xiuming's words are similar to what Xilian Jiaying had just questioned the third master of the Xilian family, but Ye Xiuming's tone contained an obvious, ridiculous mockery of Yu Zisu.

After he informed Xilian Jiaying of the matter, Xilian Jiaying did not say much about Yu Zisu at the beginning, except for asking about Yu Zisu's situation at the beginning, but now instead begged for Xilian Jiarong.

No matter how compelling Xilian Jiaying was in his heart, Ye Xiuming was very dissatisfied with Xilian Jiaying's approach and attitude.

He doesn't believe that Xilian Jia has done what he did to this day, and he still doesn't know what the Xilian family did to Yu Zisu. What a hidden danger Xilian Jiarong is to Yu Zisu!

The old lady of the Xilian family is only tempting Yu Zisu. After all, Yu Zisu is not the grandchild of the old lady, and the Xilian family is likely to cause a very big change because of her arrival. .

But what about Sirian Kaying? Ye Xiuming remembered clearly that at the beginning this person said he was Yu Zisu's father!

Xilian Jiaying's heart jumped, and he smiled bitterly: "Emperor Mingjing has misunderstood..." In his heart, the majesty and aura of Xiu Ming's body became more grandiose day after day.

"For these words, Patriarch Xilian will leave it to Su'er. I will save Patriarch Xilian and save this life. If there is another time..."

Ye Xiuming's bloodshot phoenix eyes picked up, with a bloodthirsty killing intent, thinking in his heart how long to let Xilian Jiarong's life stay.

A person thinking about killing Yu Zisu, how could he really let her live well.

Before Xilian Jiaying nodded, the third master on the side could not help saying: "There won't be another next time, there won't be another next time..." It's just that no one knows what he is thinking in his heart. .

Ye Xiuming looked at the two people with a smile but a smile, leaped forward, stepped on the blue tiles and red eaves, and left quietly.

But for a moment, there was no figure, as if everything just now was just an illusion, but Silian Jiarong, who was groaning in pain, reminded everyone that it was not an illusion.

San Ye was about to order people to take Xilian Jiarong for treatment, but saw that Xilian Jiaying, who had not spoken all the time, suddenly stepped forward and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

This slap not only stunned the third master, but also the few people in the yard who shuddered and couldn't help kneeling softly on the ground anymore.

Xilian Jiaying coughed dullly, and then his indifferent eyes fell on the third master who was covering his face, "Do you know why the master of the family hit you?"

"Four brother..." The third master of the Xilian family gritted his teeth. Xilian Jia should slap him in front of so many people, so what is his majesty and face!

Xilian Jiaying's lips raised an indifferent smile, and when she looked closely, she looked a bit similar to Yu Zisu. The Lantian Nuanyu on his waist swayed twice with his footsteps, and his thin figure appeared to be thin. More and more cold and silent.

"Rethink and reflect! If you can't figure out why, don't leave this yard!" Xilian Jiaying covered her mouth and coughed: "Cough... don't worry, this Patriarch will not let Rong'er die..."

Xilian Jiaying wanted to save Xilian Jiaying for no reason. Seeing that there are no outstanding people in the Xilian family's juniors, the head of the family can only be in Xilian Jiarong, Xilian Jiawen, Xilian Rumo Qin Yuer chooses among the four.

However, after experiencing this poisoning, Xilian Jiaying had already understood many things that he had never known before.

Among them, Xilian Rumo has been involved with Emperor Dongling Yuan of Dongling Kingdom, and Emperor Duanping has made up his mind to pass it to Qin Yuer. If you count them down, only Xilian Jiarong and Xilian Jiawen can choose.