Chapter 89: Stealing chickens is not enough to lose money
Qiu Yun was so angry that he trembled all over, and simply began to swear: "If I steal Madam's hairpin, I will die a good death. If Madam falsely accuses me, Madam will also..."
Before she finished her sentence, the prince's expression changed and he said coldly: "Whether you stole it or not, as a slave, how can you curse the master?! What is such a lowly servant still doing in the world?!"
He moved and clasped his fingers on Qiu Yun's neck. (www
With a slight exertion, Qiu Yun's eyes were filled with fear, and he didn't even have time to escape.[
There was a crisp sound on her neck, her eyes suddenly widened, and then her head tilted to the side weakly.
Ye Xuanji did not expect that the prince would kill people just as he said, without any warning beforehand.
It was too late to save him.
The expression on the prince's face did not change at all.
There was even a hint of a smile on his lips.
He threw Qiu Yun's body casually, glanced at Mo Yuncong lightly, and said, "As a slave, I cannot betray my master no matter what. Yun Cong, do you have any objection to my handling of her this way?"
Mo Yuncong didn't know why, but his face turned slightly pale.
He bowed and said: "Your Highness is wise, I, I, I have no objections."
"Well, I suppose you understand. Well, since it's a misunderstanding, let's end it here. I'm exhausted after a whole morning of trouble. Sixth brother, let's go."
The prince yawned contentedly.
Mo Qingcheng suddenly shook his head beside him.
Sighing slightly: "What a silly girl. In fact, what you reported to Madam is all true. Even if Madam rewards you with a hairpin, it's nothing. Why do you have to show it to prove something? Now you are a thief.
Die for the crime, alas, a girl is just a girl, and her brain is not very bright."
He seemed to have something on his mind.
Ruhua's face changed slightly and he lowered his head.
Mo Qingcheng is right.
It could be said that he was rewarding her just now, so he gently covered up the matter.
Unexpectedly, I was so anxious that I could only think of evading responsibility.
In the eyes of a caring person, it looks like a thief with a guilty conscience——