Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

One look at Wu Ti, and one knew that Wu Ti was the king of the mountain here, and no one noticed when Wu Ti brought her back.

If the news that she was a prisoner was leaked, then the man in front of him should know her importance and would not think of being frivolous to her.

In this case, this person was either sent by Wu Ti to test her, or someone wanted to harm her.

Yu Qinghuan simply gave up resistance and looked up at this burly man who was much taller than him. His eyes were calm and there was no fear at all.

The charcoal fire made the room unbearably hot, but the sweat on his forehead was cold, and the smell of mutton floated in the room, just like the man in front of him, it was disgusting!

The man's fiery gaze captured her, and just his gaze made her feel like she had been stripped naked.

But she didn't scream, she just looked at the man.

The difference is that one person has fire in his eyes.

But in her eyes, there was nothingness.

The big man seemed to have never seen a woman who was not afraid of him, not to mention that the woman in front of him was as delicate as an easily broken grass compared to him.

It was at this moment of confusion that Yu Qinghuan quickly grabbed the kitchen knife and slashed at the man's neck.

The man dodged, and her kitchen knife flexibly turned back and slashed at the man's hand that was holding her.

The bright red blood burst out, and the man shrank his hands in pain. Before he could stand still, Yu Qinghuan had already jumped up, and while jumping towards the man, she forcefully drove the sharp knife into the man's chest.

"Do you know who I am? You grabbed my hand too?!" In the man's unbelievable eyes, Yu Qinghuan stared at him, her eyes as calm as a lake reflecting a dazzling red light.

In her beautiful eyes, two clusters of bright flames danced.

The man had only seen her frail figure, capable of falling over in the wind, but he had never seen her in silver armor and red robes, standing in front of thousands of troops without changing her expression, and killing tens of thousands of Northern Qi elites in a matter of seconds.

How could she, Yu Qinghuan, be bullied by anyone?

"boom!"

Yu Qinghuan drew out the knife, and the big man fell down in response, his expression staying at the surprised moment before his death.

Wu Ti heard the noise and hurried over. He saw Yu Qinghuan stepping on a strong corpse, his hand casually resting on his knee, and the tip of the knife was dripping with blood.

"Come to save me? You seem to be a little late." Yu Qinghuan turned her face sideways, a few strands of black hair lightly covering her icy skin, her cheeks stained with blood, and her smile was as dazzling as the morning sun.

This woman, she just killed someone.

The corpse's blood was still cold, and the blood beads on her cheeks slowly slid down her skin. The flickering candlelight made her look even more coquettish and evil.

That kind of temperament appears on a face as cute as an elf, and there is no contradiction at all. It is so shining that people can't take their eyes away.

Wu Ti frowned again. This was the look he had shown most often since he met Yu Qinghuan.

"You took Ruanjinsan and everything on your body was plundered. How did you kill my king's number one warrior?"

Yu Qinghuan threw down the kitchen knife and walked to the wooden bucket to wash her bloody hands, especially her wrists. She washed them very carefully, as if they were stained with indelible filth.

"I'm a doctor." Yu Qinghuan shook off the water on his hand and said in an indifferent tone, "I know how to cut a person into pieces without harming his life. I also know how to make a person quickly in a thousand ways. The way to die. Your men are powerful but not flexible enough. You only need to pierce his heart by an inch, so what if he is as powerful as a mountain and as powerful as the world?"

The blood in the kitchen was mixed with oil and the smell of mutton, and the smell was unbearable.

Yu Qinghuan's throat felt uncomfortable, and the strong nausea made her extremely uncomfortable. She tried her best to control it, and all the emotions were born in her heart and turned into indifference.

Finally, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood from her face, walked past Wu Ti gracefully, and walked back to the tent where she had just been.

Wu Ti raised his hand, and his subordinate bowed and said, "What happened just now?"

The subordinate said: "Lao Pu just said that he wanted to tease this girl, so he entered the tent, but for a while, there was no sound. When he heard the sound, it was what you saw. Could this girl be Knowing witchcraft, how did she kill Lao Pu, who was so disparate in strength from her?"

"waste!"

Wu Ti cursed in a low voice and turned back to the tent.

Yu Qinghuan was lying on the small table at this time, like boneless mud. Seeing Wu Ti come in, she supported her head and said with a smile: "The way I looked at you just now, that person doesn't look like you appointed him. Prince Wu Ti, you know Is there a traitor under you?"

Wu Ti saw her acting harmless again. It really didn't look like she had killed someone just now. This change made Wu Ti feel a little at a loss.

"traitor?"

Yu Qinghuan raised his eyes, which were as bright as stars: "Yes, that person just now wanted to belittle me. If he was yours, how could he treat your trump card like this?"

Wu Ti really laughed at the cunning woman in front of him: "At this time, you still want to sow discord? Didn't you say that the people in Northern Qi don't know etiquette, justice and shame? They saw that you were delicious and wanted to take it for themselves. Why is it weird?"

Yu Qinghuan stretched out: "Okay! Believe it or not, I'm going to sleep."

After the words fell, Yu Qinghuan yawned, stood up and lay down on the couch, pulled the fox fur quilt over her body, and closed her eyes gently.

Is it the effect of Ruanjinsan?

Why do you get sleepy so easily?

There was always a faint fishy smell lingering at the end of her nose, which made her almost nauseous.

Yu Qinghuan felt uncomfortable, hugging her arms and curling up into a shrimp ball, but when she accidentally touched her own pulse, she felt something was wrong.

Yu Qinghuan was horrified. In order to prevent Wu Ti from discovering it, she tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, and placed her hand on her pulse as if unintentionally.

Slippery pulse.

Like a moving bead.

Inward beating is smooth and unimpeded.

she!

She she her!

She, she, is pregnant? !

This realization made her eyes moisten immediately.

Grandma was pregnant for ten months and worked hard to give birth to her. Her mother pooped and peed and stretched her.

She doesn’t know what it’s like to be a mother?But she thought about difficulty first, and other things last.

In the past two months, she and Zhaohua had been separated for nearly two months, and during this time, a little life was gestating in her womb.

She had a child, the flesh and blood of the person she loved most.

In her excitement, she covered her mouth desperately, but her tears couldn't stop falling.

She didn't dare to make a sound, so she huddled up and hid all her surging emotions.

Wu Ti, who was about to drive her off the bed, heard her barely audible sobs, stepped forward, put his big hands on her shoulders, and pulled her over: "What's going on?"

Yu Qinghuan subconsciously covered her belly, but at the last moment, she clenched her hands tightly and glanced at Wu Ti with dagger-like eyes.