Hou's daughter, she is cold and sassy

Chapter 237 Blood Debt, Should Have Been Paid in Blood

She was waiting, waiting for him to turn around.

The name that came out of her mouth made her palms sweat, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

But she didn't know that Xuanyuan Jiuling had a sullen look on his face at the moment, and he was listening attentively to the report of the sugar seller: "My lord, everything is properly arranged."

He replied: "Well, follow the plan and pay attention to the contact signs on the street."

The conversation between the two made the call drown in the noise of the downtown.

Yun Qingxiu saw that he didn't have the slightest reaction to that address, so she also let out a long sigh.

That's right, if Ah Ling is really the son of a noble family in Kyoto, how could he disappear after that farewell?
If it is really a person who is very close to the eye, it is not bad to be a friend.

"Miss Yu, try this." Xuanyuan Jiuling handed her the completed sugar figurine, and took the bare wooden stick from her hand at the same time.

Yun Qingxiu smiled and changed her words very smoothly: "Thank you, Master Ninth."

Licking the sweetness of the sugar figurine, looking at Xuanyuan Jiuling holding all kinds of small items bought for her in his arms, it seems that he has returned to the past.

Obviously that pile of big and small objects belonged to her, but she was empty-handed, and she was still able to jump around and wander around.

The little boy followed behind her, his arms were full and he couldn't stop stuffing them.

Jinghong and Jingying automatically kept a distance from them, talking in low voices.

"Miss and that Ninth Young Master, why are they so acquainted? In the past, when I went out, let alone the indifference of strangers, even some thoughtful young masters would be discouraged.
Even if there is a bold show of favor, the lady will not respond, and if the entanglement is endless, she will solve it by force.Why was he bought by a candied haws today?

Besides, Miss never eats food from strangers, isn't she afraid that it might be poisonous? "

Jingying looked at the backs of the pair in front of them, who were particularly eye-catching among the crowd, and couldn't help but say, "Their way of getting along is very strange."

It's as if, there was something before, everything can be so logical.

After touching it, Jingying said again: "I'm going to find out who is the ninth son of the Jingdu family."

But Jinghong waved his hand: "Then what if he is not a native of the capital, but a son from other places? I think you are overthinking, and the lady has no doubts. At least he will not have too much malice."

There is an amazing tacit understanding between the two. Since they met, they have never stopped talking and laughing, as if they have endless words and endless things to say.

Yun Qingxiu was walking on the long street, her phoenix eyes looked at the road ahead, and her faint smile never stopped: "I wonder which family the ninth young master is from?"

Hearing such a question, Xuanyuan Jiuling's eyes flashed murderous intent suddenly: "I am not a son of a noble family in the imperial city, but I just rushed to the capital for a friend's entrustment."

"Oh?" Yun Qingxiu was a little curious.

He said: "He should have lived a life of luxury at the foot of the imperial city, but because of one family's power, his prosperous family was destroyed overnight.

Let him live like a duckweed, wandering without support, surviving without seeing the sun, and returning to the capital after several twists and turns. "

Xuanyuan Jiuling paused for a moment, then turned to look at Yun Qingxiu, a pair of peach blossom eyes that were supposed to be gentle were filled with the shadow of being baptized by hatred: "Miss Yu, the culprit who ruined his family, shouldn't everyone deserve to die?"

Seeing the hatred in his eyes, Yun Qingxiu felt a tremor in her heart for some reason, as if she was severely affected.

That look was the same as when she was just reborn.

Is that ruined family really just his friend?
Unexpectedly, his purpose would be like this, Yun Qingxiu looked a little serious, and said word by word: "Indeed, they all deserve to die. Now that you have the ability, hatred will be repaid."

Xuanyuan Jiuling stared blankly at Yun Qingxiu's firm expression, and was a little surprised by her answer for a moment.

I thought that she would be afraid and avoid answering, but no matter what, she never thought that she would reply like this.

He asked: "But that will inevitably lead to another killing, and even a river of blood. Miss Yu, don't you think it's too cruel for me to help the evildoers?"

Yun Qingxiu smiled lightly, and the clear and abundant smoke seemed to linger in the room, with a hint of orchid fragrance, as if an orchid would bloom in the next moment.

Vermilion lips parted lightly: "So what? The blood debt should be paid in blood."

The bottom of the clear eyes is full of fierceness formed by stacking human lives.

Xuanyuan Jiuling felt a sense of relief in his heart: "You are right, his relatives cannot die in vain, and his crimes cannot be suffered in vain."

Because of the empathy at that moment, the two seem to be more sympathetic to each other.

Yun Qingxiu couldn't help asking: "Did you ever go to Kyoto for a few days when you were a child?"

Even though Xuanyuan Jiuling had an indescribable kindness towards Yun Qingxiu, she would not let down her vigilance, especially her special identity, which she couldn't reveal in the slightest.

He simply continued to lie: "No. I just came here with my friends a few days ago, but I have been idle during this time, and I have a thorough understanding of the capital."

"I see." Yun Qingxiu lowered her eyes, and the disappointment on her expression flashed past.

He had never been to the capital when he was a child, and he didn't respond to the sound of "A Ling", as if he was telling her that he was not the person she was looking for.

Because they were walking side by side, there was an accidental rubbing of the backs of their hands for a moment.Feeling the passing warmth, Yun Qingxiu tensed her body, quickly withdrew her hands, and placed them in front of her.

Xuanyuan Jiuling only felt a cold streak on the back of his hand, and seeing Yun Qingxiu's uncomfortable expression, he smiled and said, "Miss Yu, I'll buy you a hand stove."

"No..." Yun Qingxiu wanted to refuse, but Xuanyuan Jiuling walked fast, and his hands were really cold, so he slowed down and walked forward.

At the entrance of the narrow alley, figures of several men suddenly appeared from the corner of my eye.They were dressed in rags, their hair was disheveled, and they staggered as if they had just been drunk and played drunk on the street.

Yun Qingxiu wanted to turn a blind eye, but those people walked straight towards her, clearly targeting her.One person even rubbed his muddy hands and said, "Little beauty."

She tilted her head slightly, squinting her eyes.There is a palpitating coolness engraved in those dark pupils, which is more bone-chilling than this cold winter.You can even feel a pair of invisible hands tightly strangling their necks.

That look was terrifying.

But that appearance, as well as that noble and glamorous demeanor, are particularly itchy and greedy.

So they came forward with malicious intentions: "Now Beijing is not safe, you are easy to be missed by others, why don't we send you home?"

Yun Qingxiu snorted coldly, turned her head to look forward: "I won't bother you."

Hearing the cold words of refusal, they instantly changed their faces: "Girl, you have to know how to be flattering."

After all, it was intended to bully him.

But before she could make a move, a hand that was so white that it was almost bloodless grabbed the man's neck.

The sleeve robe, which was as red as blood, was fluttering, with a touch of sinister and strangeness.

(End of this chapter)