The prince is very cruel

"Since he wants to kill me, our chance has come."

Zhao Qing gasped: "What do you mean?"

Li Mi raised a finger, his eyes piercing with venom: "Let's use their own tactics against them."

"Sell him the flaw, but in fact, set up a trap for him to break through."

"No one would question if someone secretly killed a fallen prince. Even if Xiao Changhe from the Imperial Censorate knew about it, he would have no evidence."

"How much do you want to sell it for?" Zhao Qing walked down. Guan Ning had become a nightmare in his heart, and he would not be able to live without killing him.

Li Mi narrowed his eyes: "I need the cooperation of the Second Young Master."

"But I can promise that this time, I can definitely kill him!"

"Absolutely? You said the same thing last time!" Zhao Qing was very unhappy, but he couldn't go too far. After all, he was the person sent back by his father.

Li Mi's eyes flickered: "Last time, this guy was just lucky."

"Besides, this brat has some mysterious masters around him, so this time I transferred seven masters from Lingshan to deal with this brat together."

"He has to die no matter what!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and his pale and sickly face began to change.

"What do you want me to do?"

Li Mi approached and whispered something in Zhao Qing's ear. Zhao Qing's expression changed and the corners of his mouth began to rise slowly, with a bloodthirsty and murderous look in his eyes.

Boom!

A loud thunderclap sounded in the sky, piercing the night sky. White light shone on the spider web under the eaves, looking extremely captivating.

That night, a heavy rain swept across the capital city, and the water in the ditches flowed into small rivers, which shows how heavy the rain was.

Even on the second day, the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.

Wow!

The rain washed the eaves wantonly, and the noisy sound was mixed with some subtle sounds.

Snap, snap... snap, snap...

It seemed that the rain was too heavy and too fast, hitting something.

inside the house.

"call……"

Guan Ning and Qin Yao hugged each other, holding hands tightly, breathing in the air deeply, as if they had just experienced a life-and-death battle.

Guan Ning stroked her beautiful hair and back, and suddenly winked and said with a smile: "Sister Yao, am I awesome?"

Qin Yao's beautiful face was extremely red, like a burning charcoal, and not a single hair was dry. Upon hearing this, she rolled her eyes in a charming way, refused to speak, and even bit him lightly.

"Answer me, or I'll come." Guan Ning threatened.

Qin Yao glared angrily, unable to speak: "Amazing... okay?"

"Hahaha!" Guan Ning laughed loudly and couldn't help saying, "Sister Yao, your legs are so beautiful. I want to eat them."

"Ah! You pervert!"

Qin Yao yelled, her face flushed with shame, she pushed him away and curled up in the quilt.

Unexpectedly, Guan Ning followed her like a shadow, and she couldn't get rid of him at all, like a dog-skin plaster, so she had no choice but to let him take advantage of her.

"Giggle!"

"Don't!"

"What are you doing?"

"Hahaha!"

The two of them had a good fight, and the bed was a mess, revealing the spring scenery. Qin Yao's legs were so long and white that it made people bleed from the nose, with obvious fingerprints.

"When do you think we can have a child?" she suddenly said, her long eyelashes fluttering, looking indescribably charming. That kind of charm cannot be created with makeup, but can only be created after certain things happen.

"Well, let it be."

"Don't be too anxious. This depends on probability, or luck." Guan Ning was serious, knowing that Qin Yao wanted to give birth to a big fat boy for her.

"Not necessarily?"

"Some people can do it in one go." Qin Yao frowned.

"I originally wanted to go to the temple to pray, but ever since I met Abbot Yang Wen, I no longer believe in Buddhism."

Guan Ning laughed silently and kissed her collarbone.

"Relax, I've already said this is a matter of probability, it can't be influenced by humans."

"Why, do you doubt your man's ability?"

Qin Yao actually understood his careless and dirty words immediately. Her face immediately turned red and she spat, "What nonsense are you talking about again, you bastard?!"

Snapped!

She slapped him, but Guan Ning grabbed her wrist. Their eyes met, and Guan Ning's look was like a wolf looking at a sheep.

"You, what are you doing?" She was a little scared.