King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 26 This Revenge Has Been Avenged For You

"It doesn't matter how many people you kill here, why don't you let go of your obsession and go." Han Yujue was moved by Xu Qianqian's miserable infatuation, and he rarely persuaded her.

Xu Qianqian shook her head: "It's useless. When I died, I had too much resentment, and I couldn't decide to go or stay according to my own will. In fact, why would I want to kill those innocent people..."

For a while, Han Yujue, who was not good at comforting others, didn't know how to comfort others.

"Actually, I also thought about whether Qingyun was hindered on the way, or was trapped by my father in some way, and didn't mean to abandon me on purpose... It's just that I hate it so much in my heart. I can't swallow this..."

"Could it be that you are going to linger here forever because you hate someone who you don't know whether you should hate or not?" Han Yu decided that he couldn't bear it.

Xu Qianqian smiled: "I don't know. But if I stay here, at least I can still remember the days and nights of laughing with him. If I enter reincarnation, I won't be able to keep any memories..."

Han Yujue suddenly remembered Murong Che's hesitant and sad eyes when he asked "Who are you?" that day.

"It turns out that memory is so important to a person..." Han Yujue tried his best to recall, but still couldn't recall any memory about Murong Che, but felt a tingling pain in his heart.

"It's fate that we know each other... Can I ask you to do me a favor?" Xu Qianqian looked at Han Yujue expectantly.

"You should try your best." Han Yujue nodded, and at the same time, he noticed that Xu Qianqian's nails began to turn red and stretch, making a squeaking sound!
Xu Qianqian also noticed her abnormality: "There is no time... I will turn back into an unconscious ghost again in a short time! You go to the dressing table and get that jade pendant, it is the token of love between me and Qingyun , I hope you can help me return it to him!"

"it is good!"

Seeing Xu Qianqian's nails and tongue getting longer and longer, and her beautiful face becoming more and more ferocious, Han Yujue hurried into the inner room.

"Ask him...why he didn't come that night..."

Xu Qianqian spoke intermittently, and finally turned into a horrified sob.

Han Yujue was so frightened that his hands shook, and the room was dark again, so he could only grope around.

"Quick... woo... I don't want to kill you..."

The voice behind him became more and more shrill, Han Yujue opened the drawers of the dressing table one by one, and finally found a piece of jade pendant!
"got it!"

Han Yujue turned around happily, but saw Xu Qianqian's hair was disheveled, his eyes popped out of their sockets, and he was struggling in pain.

"I, I'm leaving!"

Looking at the situation, Xu Qianqian will soon turn back into a ghost!Han Yu didn't dare to stay any longer, so Sa Yazi ran out of the door.

At the moment when Han Yujue ran out the door, Xu Qianqian's hair suddenly stuck out and wrapped around her feet. Fortunately, the door was closed in time, and the lock of hair was clipped!

"Huh, I scared my father to death..."

Han Yujue patted his heart.

"Remember... don't trust men..."

A faint voice sounded behind him.

"Mom!"

Han Yujue rushed upstairs like a monkey jumping into the sky, kicked open the door, jumped onto the bed and threw the quilt to cover himself.

"Hey, Miss, what's the matter with you? It's been a long time since I've been here."

"Yes... ah! Why is there blood here? Did you come to that?"

Han Yujue showed a small face from under the quilt: "Get me a glass of wine first to calm down..."

The next day.

"vomit……"

Mo Qingyan patted Han Yujue's back lightly, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Where did you go last night?"

"My head hurts... my stomach is so uncomfortable..."

Han Yujue drank too much last night, and he didn't even remember how he got back to the Han Mansion in the end, and now he was hungover and lying on the bed feeling sick.

"Miss, the Hangover Soup is here." A maid came in with a medicine bowl, stole a few glances at Mo Qingyan, and then ran out blushing.

Han Yujue got out of bed, frowned and finished drinking the hangover soup, then asked hoarsely, "Mr. Mo, has Murong Che been here today?"

"I came here early in the morning, and you were still asleep, so he went back first. Brother Shen has never seen anyone."

"Hmm..." She was used to Shen Xiao's elusiveness.

Mo Qingyan picked up the medicine bowl: "He seems to be busy with business recently, and he probably won't come again today. You can continue to sleep."

"Mr. Mo, you don't have to do these low-level jobs. This will make me feel..." I feel like I am committing crimes and disrespecting God.Han Yu was determined to read silently, and reached for the medicine bowl in Mo Qingyan's hand.

Mo Qingyan smiled slightly: "I'm borrowing to live in your mansion, so I should do what I can. I'll take the medicine bowl to the kitchen, so you have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room and gently closed the bamboo door.

Han Yujue sat down on the bed, took out the emerald pendant he brought out from Zuihuan Tower last night, and stroked it gently with his fingers.

If it wasn't for the jade pendant still on her body, she would definitely think that what happened last night was just a nightmare after she got drunk.

Xu Qianqian's face full of blood and tears appeared in front of his eyes again, Han Yujue couldn't help shuddering, and made a decision at the same time.

I will avenge this revenge for you!
She changed into a plum blossom skirt, and with a few touches of blush on her still pale face, she hurried on horseback to the Imperial Judge.

The majesty of the imperial court is not inferior to that of the imperial palace, with green tiles on the cornices, sandalwood as beams, and jade as steps.Although grand, it does not reveal luxury, but every brick and tile exudes a chilling air.The vermilion gate is ten meters high, with a large gold-lacquered nanmu plaque hanging on it, and the three characters "Yufawei" are written in block letters.

The door leads directly to the main hall. Above the hall door hangs a huge black iron giant sword. On the sword is engraved with "one break with the law", majestic and inviolable.

"Is Murong Che here?"

The guards couldn't stop Han Yujue at all, she drove all the way into the courtyard, and came to the army that was practicing.

"The boss is not here..."

Ling Chuyan signaled to suspend the drill, and replied with a sad face.

It's okay for my boss to offend those powerful people, but why so many women have come to him recently!
"Yu Jue, what do you want me to do?"

Before Ling Chuyan finished speaking, Murong Che walked out of the execution room in the side hall.

Today's Murong Che is not wearing the usual dark black uniform, but a dark red flowing gown with the neckline open, revealing his abdominal muscles slightly, and his shoulder-hanging black hair casually tied up with a red ribbon.

Han Yujue glanced at Ling Chuyan, who scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled.

"I have something to ask you."

After finishing speaking, she originally wanted to fly in front of him gracefully, but found that she was still dizzy, so she could only help the saddle tremblingly to get down.

"Be careful." Murong Che stepped forward helplessly, supporting Han Yujue's leg. "If you have something to say, just say it, don't ask for it."

Han Yujue smiled embarrassedly: "Can you take me to see the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment?"

"You mean Xu Zhe?" Murong Che was a little surprised. "You have never had any contact with him, why do you suddenly want to see him?"

"Well, there's something that I can't tell you right now."

"...Okay." Murong Che lovingly patted Han Yujue's head. "I just happened to ask him to get a paperwork."

"Wait! Boss, there are more than 300 official documents waiting for your approval today..." Ling Chuyan was about to cry.

"It's all up to you." After Murong Che left these words, he picked up Han Yujue and flew onto the horse.

Han Yujue cast a sympathetic look at Ling Chuyan.

"No way..." A tear rolled down the corner of Ling Chuyan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)