Chapter 279

Simply put, Gu Qingye didn't act like Zhuang Linglie, she just admitted generously that Jiang Beiyao belonged to her.

Zhuang Linglie is indeed her cousin, but he can't control who she loves.

Zhuang Linglie's face turned extremely ugly: "I'm just verifying. If he is not injured, this palm is nothing to him at all."

Gu Qingye refused, and fought with Zhuang Linglie.

It was Jiang Beiyao who stood among them and said casually: "What the little general said is not unreasonable. I just took this palm."

Gu Qingye felt a "thump" in his heart.

He's badly injured, don't want an arm?She watched him anxiously.

He only gave Gu Qingye a reassuring look.He has his own considerations.

"Ah Ruo, pull your princess aside and don't let her come over." Jiang Beiyao ordered A Ruo to take Gu Qingye away.

Jiang Beiyao's actions made Zhuang Linglie feel a little more fond of him.If he relied on his relationship with Gu Qingye and hid behind her without checking, he would really look down on him.

Zhuang Linglie and Jiang Beiyao stood face to face, waiting for Zhuang Linglie to make a move at any time.

The two look at each other, which is also a kind of psychological game.

As long as Jiang Beiyao's eyes showed a hint of timidity, Zhuang Linglie could immediately feel his guilt.

In fact, more than half of Zhuang Linglie thought that the assassin was Jiang Beiyao.After all, there are a few really good brothers in the royal family, and Jiang Beiyao is the most suspected of committing the crime.

But after staring at each other for so long, Zhuang Linglie only felt a strong aura enveloping him.Jiang Beiyao did have the capital to fascinate Gu Qingye.

"If you plead guilty now, at least you can keep your arm."

"The little general was joking." Jiang Beiyao was unmoved.

"You forced me." Zhuang Linglie concentrated his attention, gathered his energy in the palm of his hand, and slapped Jiang Beiyao's right arm with his palm.

"Crack!" sound.

The wind of the palm is sharp, rubbing against the right arm.

Zhuang Linglie kept watching Jiang Beiyao's expression, not missing any change in his expression.

However, he was always disappointed.

He just smiled so indifferently, as if he was just a fool, messing around.

Zhuang Linglie knew how much effort he had exerted, as long as he was injured, it was impossible not to feel pain.

Unless, Jiang Beiyao is no longer human.

For these two reasons, Zhuang Linglie would rather believe that he misunderstood Jiang Beiyao.

"It seems that you are not an assassin." Zhuang Linglie concluded.

"It's good that the little general can see clearly."

Jiang Beiyao still had that cold expression, which made Zhuang Linglie hate it.

Ice cube face, expressionless, only Lu Qingye would like it.

"Let's go." After being beaten, Zhuang Linglie didn't want to stay for a long time, so he walked away.

Jiang Beiyao stared at Zhuang Linglie's back and smiled knowingly.He has already figured out Zhuang Linglie's character. He is an extremely conceited person, blindly convinced of his own judgment.

If this palm is not accepted today, he is afraid that it will bother him every day.However, once he received this palm, he would never doubt that he was an assassin in the future.

Jiang Beiyao is very confident in his ability to bear, he must bear this palm.

Zhuang Linglie finally left.

Gu Qingye threw himself into his arms, crying and said, "Stupid Jiang Beiyao, does it hurt? You always make fun of your own body, are you torturing yourself or me?"

Gu Qingye pulled him back to his room and untied his clothes.

The thick bandage wrapped around the shoulder was seeping blood, and the bones of the entire right arm were cracked.

It hurts to look at it, but Jiang Beiyao didn't even say a word.

(End of this chapter)

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