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"You evil girl, you have nothing to do with me whether you live or die from now on. What a misfortune for your family!"

After holding it in for a long time, Yun Dingsheng finally said this.

Seeing him like this, Qian Xi felt even more disdainful. In the past, he had never cared about whether Yun Qian Xi was alive or dead. She couldn't help but snorted, "Of course it doesn't matter. In your heart, I have always been cruel and cruel.

You have no character and no virtue. You wish I was dead this time after being poisoned. You must be very disappointed that I am alive."

Qian Xi's words were like a knife, but they were spoken into Yun Dingsheng's heart. His beard curled up, and it was obvious that Qian Xi was so angry that he was speechless.

"Humph, I already have this kind of reputation anyway, so don't mess with me in the future, otherwise I don't mind having another name for myself as a patricide."

After saying this, Yun Dingsheng almost choked to death without holding in his breath. His cheeks turned red, the corners of his mouth twitched, his body trembled, and he looked like he was suffering from epilepsy.

Qian Xi smiled heartlessly, "I heard that the Queen Mother summoned me to the palace, so I'll go there right away."

After saying these words, without looking at Yun Dingsheng's expression, he walked out of the house.

After leaving the gate of Yun Mansion, a middle-aged man of about four or five years old came up to him. He had very fair skin and thick rouge on his face. He walked up to Qian Xi and said, "Miss Yun, this old slave is from Jingyang Palace."

My father-in-law, by order of the Queen Mother, is here to take the young lady into the palace."

Qian Xi looked at the man in front of her, and could see that his eyes were calm, his bent body was neither arrogant nor humble, and his steps were steady and neat. He must be a master of the family, his skin color was too white, and there were obvious traces of rouge.

, this man is pretending to be a eunuch.

As soon as the thought came to an end, a female voice in my mind rang out, "He is not the one next to Godmother, he is here to kill you!"

Ye Qianxi cursed, why is she being assassinated every day?

Seeing Qian Xi standing still and not moving, the old slave raised his head slightly and said, "Miss Yun, please, the Queen Mother is still waiting!"

Qian Xi smiled, and there was nothing strange on her face. She walked away and said smoothly, "By the way, let's go to the market shop to buy something first. My godmother said she wanted it last time, so I will bring it to her this time."

, let’s go together.”

The man's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything more and just nodded.

Qian Xi walked in front, and the middle-aged man followed closely behind her. When they arrived at the market, there were gradually more people. There were many vendors on both sides of the street shouting hard.

Walking to the door of a pastry shop, Qian Xi turned around and said, "Wait for me, I'll go in and buy some hibiscus cake."

"I will accompany you."

This is a rhythm that never leaves, Qian Xi thought to herself, if she wasn't very familiar with this body and didn't understand this old guy's trump card, would she be so cautious?

At this moment, the crowded crowd suddenly dispersed to both sides, leaving a wide avenue. Then a young man next to him said, "The prince is here, please give way, give way."

There was some awe on the young man's face, and he kept backing away, craning his neck to look into the distance, wanting to see clearly, for fear of missing some exciting drama.

Qianxi followed his gaze and saw a purple sedan appearing not far away, carried by four young men. The sedan was inlaid with huge pearls, with tassels of the same color hanging on both sides. Under the sun,

Different kind of beautiful.

“It’s quite impressive.”

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