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My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle - Chapter 459

Empress 36: Lin Ying Shen should take th

Chapter 459 Empress 36: Lin Ying Shen should take the lunch

“I can’t go with you. The old man of the Lin family wants to play chess with me.”

Xiao Jinghe was surprised: “You let me go?”

She thought he would tell her not to go. If she wanted to know anything, just ask him: “Are you not afraid of Lin Yingshen saying something provocative?”

Rong Li did not explain too much.

“Go.” He only said, “I have count.”

Xiao Jinghe frowned, and he seemed to deliberately hide her something, which was a little weird.

In the evening, Rong Li called Rong Zhouqing on the phone.

“father.”

“Ok.”

Rong Li is very concise: “Call me someone.”

If you do n’t have a head, you will directly ask for someone. It ’s weird. Rong Zhouqing immediately asked, “Why do you want someone?”

He did not reply.

Rong Zhouqing also knew that there was nothing to ask, and solemnly told him: “People can be transferred to you, rule the society, and don’t mess with me.”

“Yes, father.”

The next day, the clouds were light and windy.

Just after noon, the old man of the Lin family made people move a chair and put it in the yard, making a pot of tea.

Lin Yingshen came out of the house, smelling tea, and asked, “Grandpa, didn’t you make an appointment with Rong Li?”

Old man Nunu mouth: “That boy, let me do pigeons.” Although Lin Yingshen is not an orthodox family of Lin, but the old man and her are still kind. “My chess addiction was picked up by you yesterday. I’m down. ”

Mr. Lin likes to play chess and is addicted. Since Rongli moved out of the compound, he has n’t been playing for a long time, and she was hooked by her yesterday.

Her phone rang.

I do n’t know who made the call, so her smile overflowed from the corner of her eyes to her brows, and she hung up in just two sentences: “Sorry grandpa, I ca n’t play chess with you.”

Mr. Lin snorted, not very happy.

Lin Ying Shen returned to the room upstairs, picking clothes.

“Who to see?” Han Qing leaned at the door and watched her turning the cloakroom in a mess.

She didn’t return and took a dress in one hand and asked Han Qing: “Which one is better?”

Han Qing thought for a moment: “Cheongsam.”

At 2:50 in the afternoon, Xiao Jinghe had arrived in Jingbai City. She and Lin Yingshen made an appointment at three o’clock and ordered a cup of latte. When the coffee was cold, no one came.

He Liangqing called and asked her: “Are you free?”

“I have an appointment.” Xiao Jinghe looked at the time again, it was 3:30, “What’s wrong?”

“I want to ask you to go to Jingbai City, Jiang Pei signed there.” Both of them are Jiang Pei’s book fans, the past signing will also go.

Xiao Jinghe was seated by the window by Lin Yingshen. She was facing the center of the mall outside the window. She looked up and saw the signing table. There were many people coming, some of them clamoring.

She said to He Liangqing: “I’m here, the coffee shop on the second floor.”

Coincidence.

He Liangqing couldn’t explain it, and said, “You’ll help me come back with a copy.”

“it is good.”

“Have the calendar gone?”

Xiao Jinghe said no: “He has something to do.”

“You’re alone?” He Liangqing couldn’t rest assured that the murderer of the serial arson case hadn’t caught it yet, and it would be dangerous if he placed the order. “I used to accompany you.”

Xiao Jinghe smiled, if the murderer was really so bold and daring to attack in the eyes of all eyes, He Liangqing, a girl with no power to help him, was useless.

She refused, appeased and said, “It’s no longer used. The Jiang team sent someone to follow.” The murderer didn’t get arrested. The police personnel had been secretly protecting her, otherwise she would not rush to meet Lin Yingshen.

He Liangqing was relieved, and asked a few words before hanging up.

Xiao Jinghe waited a while longer, the coffee was already cold, she raised her hand and called the waiter, asked for a hot drink: “Take me a seat, I will go out for five minutes.”

“it is good.”

Xiao Jinghe got up and went to help He Liangqing with his autograph. When he reached the end of the team, he heard a few little girls talking about it and said the signing was cancelled.

She stood on tiptoe and did not see Jiang Pei, only Jiang Pei’s assistant was there.

The little girl next to me complained: “What’s going on? I ran in a few cities before I came here.”

The boy next to the team received a sentence: “Pei Da’s assistant said that Pei Da is unwell and can only suspend the signing.”

To return without work, the girl was naturally disappointed: “I don’t know when to wait next time.”

The companion suggested: “Let’s go have some food first. There is a dessert on the fifth floor.”

The boy who just took the call was a local, knowing more clearly, and reminded him: “The fifth floor was renovated today, and a tea house is still open.”

The two girls immediately sighed.

After hearing it, Xiao Jinghe could only give up, and returned to the cafe. She just sat down, took a sip of hot drink, looked down, and saw a pair of shiny men’s leather shoes.

Jingle bells.

A wind chime hung at the entrance of the tea house on the fifth floor. The door was pushed away from the outside. The wind rang with the bell. After listening for a long time, I felt dizzy.

Lin Yingshen rubbed his temples, some dizziness, she poured a cup of tea, her hands were weak, the tea was spilled on the table, the door of the box suddenly pushed open, she looked up.

“Boom!”

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Bell Bell Bell Bell Bell Bell Bell ……

An alarm suddenly sounded in Jingbai City.

Except for the tea house on the fifth floor, all of them are closed today. The decoration workers in all the shops ran out and heard all the sounds.

Such well-trained, which are ordinary decoration workers, look closely, they have wireless headsets on their ears.

“Boss, the alarm sounded.”

“Received, stand by.”

The man stood in the middle of the open field with the widest view, gestured to people all over the fifth floor, and pressed the hard hat on his head.

“Rong Shao,” he adjusted the headset’s voice. “People haven’t passed the exit, they should still be on the fifth floor.”

At that end, Rong Li concisely gave instructions: “Take the teahouse people to a safe place and keep the exit.”

“understand.”

Around four o’clock, the criminal investigation team received an alarm.

Team Jiang immediately connected the fire brigade: “Wen Zheng, there is a situation.”

Wen Zheng knew which case he was referring to, and it was urgent to go out and ask, “The place where the incident happened.”

“Jingbai City.”

Hanging up the phone, Wen Zheng took the loudspeaker and immediately arranged actions: “Three teams, four teams, ready to go to the police.”

There is wind today, and the thick smoke above Jingbai City was scattered by the wind. The fire light rushed out from the fifth floor, and it burned more and more prosperously along the wind.

The sound of water is ticking, and a small stream of water flows from the sink to the ground. An English song with a slow tone is placed in the empty bathroom.

“Canyoufeelme? AsIbreathelifeintoyou … Wantyoutounderstand, It’syouandItogether …”

The people on the ground were awakened by the sound of music, and you opened your eyes, ears, and suddenly the voice of the man murmured.

“do not move.”

Lin Ying was stunned, and his eyes slammed into the eyes of a pair of shadow birds.

The man was wearing a hood, a black baseball uniform, and a cap was low. He lowered his head, whistling intermittently, moving slowly, and took a bottle of inferior red nail polish from his bag.

Her hands and feet were trapped, her headache was split, and she couldn’t lift it up.

That cup of tea …

The man dipped in nail polish and applied her finger by finger. Slowly, he looked up, his eyes were exposed in the two holes in the black hood, and the eyes were deep. He said, “Why don’t you laugh?”

He leaned over, blowing the wet nail polish on her nails, and deliberately pinched her voice softly: “I dress you up so beautifully, you laugh.”

“Laugh!”

He roared and laughed again, scolding ‘bad woman’ with a slow tone.

Lin Ying curled up on the ground, unable to move, and trembling all over.

Why was she tied up?

Which step is wrong …

“Inawhilemyflower, somewhereinadeserthaze …”

It was her cell phone on the sink, and she laid the English song without any fuss. The man hummed, hummed for a while, and whistled again, and the sound rose and fell, and he took out the wine glass without hurrying.

She was lying on the ground, dizzy, and her sight was a little blurred, but her hearing was very clear. The red wine was poured from the bottle into the glass, and there was a crisp sound.

Red wine, like blood.

She suddenly remembered Yan Hong for three years, Rong Lici’s glass of wine, and his cold eyes.

“You should be on the road.” Rong Li said.

She fell to the ground, shook her head desperately, and retreated instinctively, never picking up the glass of poisonous wine.

Rong Li had always been impatient with her, and indifferently told the palace man: “Immerse.”

The young father-in-law took the wine and walked over to her. She was pressed by the two maidens, unable to break free, shaking her limbs in fear: “Don’t …” she cried, “Don’t!”

Rong Li ignored it.

Gongren broke her mouth and drunk the poisoned wine. She wanted to struggle and spit it out, but she couldn’t move her shackles, her jaw was pinched, forcing her to swallow the poisonous wine without a drop .

Seeing the venom of the blood-sealed throat, as soon as she entered the throat, she began to burn her internal organs, and the pain caused her to roll around, and the blood surged up from her chest.

Her hair was all messed up, her pupils began to loosen, and she lay on the ground, crawling hard forward: “Rongli …”

“My name,” he had no temperature in his eyes, like a thick layer of ice, “you can’t call it.”

Except for the deceased Queen Wenzheng, only Urnaga Yingshen can call the name of the saint in the present day.

The emperor was ruthless, her Linhra clan, he refused to stay alive, and the imperial authority’s imperial court was subverted and bloody.

She was not reconciled and clenched her fists: “If there is an afterlife,” a big mouth of blood poured out of her throat, and her white palace dress was stained with blood. Ying Shen … ”

(End of this chapter)

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