After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 295 Unreasonably scary

His eyes were slightly cold, suppressing the faint joy in his heart, he said coldly, "What are you doing here? Why, are you here to meet the fourth brother?"

She didn't speak, she was just surprised, she didn't expect that the person following her would be him.

"It seems that it is a pity that you were not allowed to become a husband and wife."

The joy in his heart turned to anger, his eyes narrowed, and the anger in his blood began to burn.

Mu Lingyue shivered subconsciously. The moment he appeared, he was so eccentric that she couldn't figure it out at all.

"How will you be here?"

She actually wanted to ask why he followed her.

However, if she really asked that, she might offend someone again.

he looks. .I don't seem to be in a good mood.

During this time, she was with Yue Ji and had no contact with him at all.

There was no reason she had offended him.

but. .Why is she so uneasy?

Lan Qingyue remained silent, looked at her fixedly, and after a while said in a cold voice, "Could it be that only you and fourth brother can come to this place?"

It's this eccentric tone of voice again, coupled with his gloomy expression, it's really frightening for no reason.

Mu Lingyue thought about it for a while, then shook her head and said, "Of course not, this place doesn't belong to me, nor does it belong to the Fourth Highness, His Highness can come here whenever he wants... It has nothing to do with us."

we?

The two words she said casually made someone's unattractive face even uglier.

His face, which was still gloomy just now, suddenly turned gloomy,
A dangerous breath emanated from him, he pursed his lips, stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed her hand and walked back.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Is this the so-called madness?

She changed her face as soon as she said it, and she didn't know what she said wrong.

The more she struggled, the faster he walked, the harder she struggled, the harder he held her wrist.

Mu Lingyue was angry and impatient, and immediately moved her hand to him. He held one hand, but the other hand was still able to move. She raised her palm and patted him on the shoulder.

Lan Qingyue didn't expect her to act like this, and she didn't prepare for it. She couldn't avoid this palm, and it hit him firmly on the shoulder.

Although she couldn't hurt him with her skill, there was still a slight pain in her shoulder.

While he was in a daze, she took the opportunity to free her hand, took a few steps back, and kneaded her wrist, which was alternately red and purple. When you get angry, do you want to take it out on your slaves?"

Lan Qingyue stared at her blankly, her eyes quickly filled with gloom.

Anger floated on his handsome face, and the chill on his body became heavier and heavier.

She dared to shoot him.

It's just that this palm is innocuous to him, but her palm is like a scrape on his heart, it doesn't hurt very much, but it is uncomfortable.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Mu Lingyue became flustered, turned around and ran away.

She ran very fast, without daring to turn her head, and ran forward as if desperately.

His appearance just now was as if he was going to peel her alive.

Yes, how could he not be angry.

The thing he had always regarded as a plaything actually made a move on him.

How can he accept this?
She also knew what kind of consequences would be caused by her palm, but she couldn't control it.

Her mood became more and more unstable.

(End of this chapter)