Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

Chapter 40 Or, I'll do it for you

    

orthy"A lukewarm voice, came from afar.It's Chu Qingge!It was just a casual remark, with no change in tone whatsoever.But for some reason, when she said it, there was an inherent sense of authority in...This world, has completely gone crazy!

A lowly maid, daring to strike the esteemed princess!

Chu Qing's eyes darkened.

His face remained impassive, showing no change in expression. He still sat on the ground, not reacting at all.

Qiao'er thought she had been scared out of her wits. Without a second thought, she scrambled to her feet and rushed over to protect her.

"Help! They are going to hurt the princess! Help!"

Unfortunately, no one outside paid any attention.

Qiao'er's speed was simply not fast enough. It looked like that kick was about to land on Chu Qingge.

Chu Weiyun also didn't expect that Chu Qingge was actually so weak, not even daring to dodge!

That kick is going to land!

"Ah!" To everyone's complete surprise, before the palace maid could even kick Chu Qingge, she let out a scream of her own and stumbled back several steps.

"Ouch!" she cried, falling to the ground and looking at her foot.

Blood gushing from his feet!

But I don't know where I got hurt, just that it really hurts!

Chu Weiyun was frightened by a pool of fresh blood and gasped in horror, hastily retreating.

Outside, two guards rushed in: "Miss!"

"It's alright, go out!" This wasn't the scene Chu Weiyun wanted! "No, take this dead girl away."

She pointed at Qiao'er.

Two guards immediately subdued Qiao'er and escorted her outside.

Qiao'er was under their imprisonment like a fragile chick, powerless to resist.

"Princess! No! Let me go! Don't hurt the princess! Let me go!"

The sound gradually fades away.

Chu Qingge stood up from the ground, looking at Chu Weiyun's gloomy face. Her face was as calm as water, and there was no fluctuation of emotion.

"Hmph, even at death's door, you can still maintain your composure. Chu Qingge, I truly underestimated you before."

Chu Weiyun said, and slowly took out a dagger from her sleeve.

"Believe me, I'll kill you right now"

"Of course not." Chu Qingge leaned against the dilapidated wooden frame, glancing at her slantingly.

Those eyes, filled with disdain.

This is worlds apart from Chu Weiyun's imagined fear, even begging for mercy!

"How about it Isn't this knife supposed to be stuck into your own body, framing me for wounding you, letting your night brother accidentally kill me"

Chu Qingge looked at her with eyes as if she were an idiot.

"Why aren't you moving yet"

Chu Weiyun and the maid who crawled up from the ground looked at each other, their complex emotions nearly overwhelming them!

This isn't the picture we discussed at all!

Besides, this jerk actually revealed their plan! This...this is a bit embarrassing, isn't it!

"My lady," the palace maid whispered.

Chu Weiyun bit her lip and finally made up her mind: "Ye Gege is almost here, go quickly!"

Since Chu Qingge saw through her plan, then she wouldn't pretend anymore.

This knife wound, in the end, is something I have to bear myself!

The palace maid took a deep breath and struggled to get up.

"Ouch!" Unexpectedly, my foot hurt even more after standing up.

However, this wound is more convincing.

She suddenly rushed out, shouting loudly: "Help! The Ninth Princess is going to kill our County Princess, come quickly, help us!"

Chu Weiyun also stared at Chu Qingge after she rushed out, gritted her teeth, and drew a knife across her own chest.

Where would you jab to feel less pain

"Can't make up your mind" Chu Qingge raised an eyebrow and smiled, "How about I help you"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Chu Weiyun hadn't even had time to see clearly the figure that flashed past before her, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Knife, it really cut off!

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