As soon as these words came out, Zhong Qingye was successfully stopped in his tracks.【】
The sound of gasping in the room was a bit outrageous. No one dared to doubt the authenticity of Prince Rui's words. Zhong Qingye slowly turned around and glanced at the people kneeling on the ground. Those people also looked at her, with a look in their eyes.
The fear was obvious, even with resentment, and he looked at her fiercely. In the blink of an eye, he lowered his head again.
Among these people were her biological parents, brother, sister-in-law, younger brother, younger sister, and even nephews and nieces who were only a few years old, but no one gave her a good look. Yes, it was Qi Mo who wanted to kill them, but
This incident was caused by her, and she was the scourge that implicated the entire family.
Zhong Qingye smiled coldly.
Turning around, the girl's steps were firm and heavy, and her red robe danced like blood, so cold that there was no emotion at all. "If you want to kill, you can kill me, but I guarantee you won't survive tomorrow night. Qi Mo, I
Zhong Qingye doesn’t talk big either.”
With gentle steps, she had already stepped out of the door.
Everyone was stunned, no one responded, and no one thought that Zhong Qingye would be so unthreatening, even if the person being pinched in his hand was her blood relative!
Behind his back, Qi Mo's hands almost wrung out water.
Feng Jin said Qi Mo meaningfully, turned around and left.
Among the crowd, a man gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Zhong Qingye as he left. He suddenly stood up from the ground and rushed after him.
"Zhong Qingye, stop!" Zhong Qingye clearly heard the roar coming from behind. She paused in her steps, squinted her eyes and turned her head.
The whistling wind came towards him, and Feng Jin's eyes widened in an instant. He was too far away, and he had no time to save him, so he slapped Zhong Qingye on the cheek.
Zhong Qingye held the man's hand very calmly and asked even more calmly: "What are you doing?"
The man was somewhat similar to Zhong Qingye, and he was probably a direct relative. If not for this, at the moment he took action, Zhong Qingye would have been able to think of dozens of ways to kill him.
At this moment, the man's face was filled with rage, his narrow eyes almost bursting with fire. He looked at Zhong Qingye resentfully and roared: "Zhong Qingye, what is your heart made of? Prince Rui is because of you.
You are just angry at the Zhong family, do you think you have no responsibility at all?"
"No." Zhong Qingye answered quite readily. He opened the man's hand and staggered back as he couldn't bear the strength. He narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "I don't think I have any responsibility."
"You!..." The man never expected that she would actually say that. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"I have lost all my memories. You, the Zhong family, and even this world are all strange to me and have no emotions. Why should I wrong myself for something without emotions?" Zhong Qingye slowly said
He stepped forward and stood in front of the man. His eyes, which were as clear as crystal in the past, had frozen as cold as eternal ice. He stared straight at the man and sneered: "Are you right?"
Being looked at by Zhong Qingye like this, the man felt like a cold knife piercing his bones, the coldness was terrifying. He involuntarily stepped back, but Zhong Qingye stepped back on his own.
"A few days ago, I was hung in a fire and almost died. As a result, I lost all my memory. You don't know this." Zhong Qingye looked at Feng Jin who was walking over from a distance, and his voice was calm but like a storm.
The depressing sea in front of me: "Don't think that I have forgotten that before this matter is clarified, you and the entire Zhong family are my enemies."
The man was stunned, and Feng Jin behind them was also stunned. After a moment of digestion, the man suddenly screamed in horror.
"You...you doubt..."
"I suspect that it was the Zhong family and my relatives who did it."
The wind suddenly picked up, causing last year's withered yellow leaves to fly in messy directions. The girl's clothes were as bright as blood, and her jet-black hair danced in the air in seductive and sharp lines.