Fortunate to know Qing peach noodles

Chapter 98 Splendid Fireworks

Wei Qing knew that if Yin Cong really wanted to stop her, he would have many opportunities later, but in the end he walked away and left her alone.

Is it because of his kindness?
Maybe it's because the chief constable might be useful to him, but it's not that important.

The wind blowing in from outside the window is still mixed with some heat from the day.

By the way, I haven't talked about the later.

Later, Wei Cishu left the chief envoy to stay overnight at Wei's house.

The chief envoy spent that night in her mother's room.Hearing her mother's cries, Wei Qing had never felt so desperate.

She wanted to rush in to save her mother, but was tied up by Mrs. Xu and thrown into the woodshed.

What is bullying?The young Wei Qing thought that it was just a matter of hitting or scolding, and that as time passed, forbearance passed.

But in this world, there is far more terrifying and filthy thing--that is the human heart.

Wei Cishu reasoned with her mother and asked her mother to be a person who knew the general idea and sense of propriety, but after that night, the chief envoy left contentedly, and her mother became a shameless slut that everyone scolded.

How did Wei Cishu tell her mother back then?

Wei Qing rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little headache.

Oh, it seems that as long as her mother agrees, Wei Cishu will guarantee that she will live in peace and security in Wei Mansion in the future.

But in the end, her mother became a step for others to climb up, and became a plaything for others to abuse.

But it is impossible in this world that there is only cause but no effect.

If everything in the past is the cause, then today's Wei Qing is the result.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside, a little fuzzy.

The chief envoy drank a lot of wine tonight, now he pushed the door in drunkenly, and when he saw Wei Qing standing in front of the window, he salivated and said with a smile: "Is the little beauty in a hurry?"

The women he played with in the past, some pretended to be noble, some were glamorous and charming, most of them were mature women, but it was relatively rare to meet someone as young and tender as Wei Qing.

The chief envoy has visited countless people, and when he saw Wei Qing, he knew that she was a baby.

He couldn't wait to taste her.

Wei Qing turned around and saw the chief envoy hastily closed the door and fastened the bar. She tilted her head and stretched her neck, smiled gently and innocently, and said, "I was a little anxious to wait."

The chief envoy was full of alcohol, and moved his fat body towards Wei Qing who was by the window. Wei Qing bowed slightly, and he was caught in the air.

She walked to the table as if nothing had happened, and plucked the thin and tough strings on the piano with her fingers. The sound of the piano was no longer clear, but made a rough and powerful sound.

Wei Qing looked at the chief minister with a smile, and said, "My lord did not make it clear just now, who does your lord say I look like?"

As soon as she finished speaking, suddenly in the night sky outside the window, accompanied by a bang, a group of fireworks rose high, and then bloomed into colorful colors.

This sound seemed to boil the night, and suddenly cheered loudly.

The guests upstairs and downstairs leaned on the railing to watch, excited and amazed.

The originally quiet room seemed to be drowned in the noise from outside.

Wei Qing was facing out of the window, her eyes were illuminated by fireworks. They were as beautiful as stars and as bright as amber, but there was an unfathomable coldness.

The chief envoy's mind was full of wine and sex, how could he notice these things, he just felt that, against the backdrop of the fireworks, the little beauty in the room was even more beautiful, so beautiful.

The governor's mouth was dry for a while, and he approached her drunkenly, and said without hesitation: "Of course it's like the person in my room."

But when Wei Qing asked who she looked like, the chief envoy felt more and more like her, and said: "I haven't seen a woman more beautiful than her in many years, you really look like her." His expression was full of It's an aftertaste, extremely ugly, smacking her lips and said, "That woman is said to be the most beautiful woman in the capital back then, but it's a pity that she became my favorite in the end."

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes, gradually overflowing with a deep hostility.

The chief minister was drunk, and said: "Is there any reason to refuse the beautiful woman who came to your door? That woman still wanted to resist, and in the end I played her enough. That woman is really ecstasy, tsk tsk, even now I remember her cry for help, it was really delicious!"

As he said that he was about to hug Wei Qing, he said vaguely: "You little beauty, as long as you are obedient, I will definitely let you call me, it's better to call you comfortably..."

However, Wei Qing hadn't touched Wei Qing yet, and Wei Qing finally made a move, suddenly grabbed the head of the Chief Executive, and pressed him hard on the table.

With a bang, another cluster of fireworks exploded outside the window.

The chief minister was fat and heavy, and he fell heavily on the table, making the tea and porcelain on the table ringing, but compared with the explosion of fireworks and the cheers of the people, it was insignificant at all.

Before the chief envoy realized what was going on, he stared at his eyes, and saw Wei Qing pressing his head firmly with one hand, and twisting a broken string in the other hand, calmly Wrapped around his neck.

Wei Qing's expression was very calm, even gloomy, and the movements of his hands were calm and calm, as if he was tending a pot of flowers and tidying up something.

The chief envoy finally came back to his senses slowly, and immediately tried to get up with his hands and feet, and opened his mouth to scream.

At that time, Wei Qing held the end of the broken string and pulled it back hard, the thin and tough string tightened his thick neck.

The governor's eyes were turned outwards, his face was bruised from suffocation, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't yell out, and only let out a low trembling sound from his throat: "You..."

Wei Qing controlled his strength, and the thin string clamped into his flesh and blood, but he didn't kill him right away.

She slowly took out a dagger from her bosom, put it in her mouth, pulled out the thin blade, and took off the scabbard.

Wei Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on, tell me carefully, what is that cry called?"

The chief envoy was very flustered, because he was obese, his back was leaning against the edge of the table, and he was so tightly suppressed by Wei Qing that he couldn't get up at all.All he had to do was reach out and grab her.

As soon as Wei Qing finished his sentence, he twisted the chief minister's hand behind his back and crushed it on the table. At the same time, the sharp dagger pierced his wrist and nailed it to the table.

Immediately bleeding profusely.

The chief envoy twitched in pain, and let out a low and painful roar from his tightly constricted throat.

Only Wei Qing's voice was extremely frivolous: "Is it called like this?"

After finishing speaking, the dagger was pulled out from the back of his hand, and then pierced through the other hand of the Chief Executive, "So it's called?"

Blood stained the brocade on the table.

Wei Qing stabbed the chief envoy's crotch with a knife, "Is it still called that?"

The governor's canthus was about to split, and his whole body convulsed.

Although the pain in the flesh is not worth the pain in the heart, it's good to let him feel it, otherwise, wouldn't his life be full of comfort and ease?
(End of this chapter)