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She was injured

"Mrs. Qian," Ling Luoyu bent his knees slightly, "We have listened to some of the conversation you just had with Master Qin. As your old patriarch said, artifacts are naturally good, but in the hands of some people, this kind of heaven-defying

The baby will turn into a fatal killing...because you can't control it or control it. At this time, you have to bear the bloody killing it brings! And the best solution is to let it leave...leave the Zhao family,

Keep the Zhao family away from this thing..."

"That's really unfortunate!" Qian Qian suddenly smiled, meaningfully: "The Mo family sister said that the best way is to hide the things in the old ancestral hall and never let outsiders know! Otherwise, the best way is to hide the things in the old ancestral hall.

...The world will definitely flow into rivers of blood!"

Feng Chenglin read the hostility in her eyes: "No... no, old lady, it's not what you think. We two... we definitely didn't mean to covet that thing. We only discovered it after the initial curiosity.

That thing...if that thing stays in your house, once the news is leaked, the Zhao family will be in disaster, so I want to..."

After a pause, he suddenly realized that he and others were in a very passive position.

If we say, at the beginning, they were just curious about the things in the Zhao family's old ancestral hall.

Now, after learning that it was the Wrath of Thunder, everyone couldn't help but have their thoughts moved.

However, this will inevitably give people the impression of impure motives and evil intentions.

He clicked his tongue and curled his lips.

"Third Young Master, I find that even if we jump into the Yellow River, we won't be able to escape... Anyway, people think that we are coveting the treasure, so we have such careful calculations!"

have to!

If what they said before has some credibility.

Now there is zero credibility!

Because no matter what they do, it will inevitably give people the illusion of calculation.

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter." Ling Luoyu met Qian Qian's eyes calmly: "Mrs. Qian, if I deliberately concealed it, you would never know the relationship between me and Mo Xishu. Now, the reason why I can stand up

, I am destined to reveal my identity because of my trust in you... I also believe that with Madam’s experience and scheming, I will definitely understand your good intentions!”

Qian Qian's lips trembled, and she looked at Zhao Qin quietly, and then at the spiritual tablet of the old patriarch.

For a long time, I sighed.

"I'm not a jealous person. He has so many confidantes, so I tolerated it...because as long as I stay by his side, it's fine that he has me in his eyes. But...later I realized that in this world,

There is another kind of relationship, which is the kind of relationship that... cares for you, gives silently, but does not expect you to know..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed, and Danshui looked at Feng Chenglin without trace.

——If the guess is correct, what makes Mrs. Qian unhappy is not because they want to interfere with the secret of the old ancestral hall.

But because the secret of the old ancestral hall involves another woman!

A woman who made her sad but had to mention it!

"The first time I met Mo Xishu was one afternoon... That day, he asked everyone to leave, saying that he had distinguished guests. I had some other feeling in my heart for no reason, so I just passed it by and watched secretly...

"

A woman's sixth sense is usually very accurate.

As expected, Qian Qian saw a woman as beautiful as a flower!

"However, at that time, she seemed to be injured and her face was not very good..."
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