The Top Villainess Wants to Whitewash

Liang Yin turned his head fiercely and saw Luo Qianjiao and Luo Yunyou surrounded by a large group of people.

Today's Luo Qianjiao is still wearing a white dress, holding Liuyun's temple.

That pretty good-looking face, the gentle smile that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, is gentle like a fairy.

And Luo Yunyou still wore a goose yellow dress, with golden pearl hairpins on his head, and the pearl gold thread on that dress was embroidered circle after circle.

She still looks like a rich lady who loves to dress up.

The people around them came, and one after another gave way.

The eyes that fell on Liang Yin at the moment were overflowing with inquiries.

Why everyone is so confused, of course, is because everyone knows that Luo Yunyou just said that the second son of Nanxuan Kingdom is Luo Yunxiao.

And this first son was Ling Che, the second son of the General Mansion that everyone was more familiar with.

Not long ago, the emperor had just married the arrogant daughter of the General Mansion and Ling Ye, the second son of the General Mansion.

This is something everyone knows.

In a few moments, everyone turned around.

They all stared at the cool tone in shock:

"Oh my God, is she the eldest of the Prime Minister's Mansion?!"

"It must be! If not, how could Miss Third say such a thing?!"

"I said why this woman looks so beautiful, she turned out to be Miss Prime Minister's Mansion!"

"This is too much, obviously you are going to get married, why did you go to Baihualou to pick up the hydrangea? This is too greedy..."

………

Everyone's discussion was not over yet, Luo Qianjiao walked over.

She looked at Liang Yin with a sorrowful expression, and her face was full of distress, as if Liang Yin had done something unreasonable:

"Sister, it's fine for you to behave like a fool, but how can you dare to come here today?"

In a few words, Luo Qianjiao described Liang Yin as a young lady who had done everything badly.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the men and women who were envious of Liang Yin just now turned into jealousy and sarcasm.

There are many men who are disgusting, and the eyes that fall on her are almost presumptuous.

Liang Yin frowned and glanced at the people around him coldly. The man who was still full of nasty thoughts was touching the sight of Sen Han.

I only felt a tremor all over, as if I was being stared at by some viper and beast, I felt my whole body tightened, and quickly looked away.

Liang Yin's gaze finally fixed on Luo Yuanyou, and that horrifying gaze, when he stared at Luo Yuanyou to blurt out, it was all stuck in his throat:

"You...you..."

Although Liang Yin is no longer the Nine Nether Demon Venerable, but the innate aura of the king is enough to scare this group of people.

"I just said. I didn't mean to receive hydrangea..."

Liang Yin just wanted to explain, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind her, interrupting her.

"Luo Ziyou!"

The familiar and cold voice made her heart tremble, and she turned her head back abruptly.

I saw the tall man wearing a red shirt, walking towards her with a cold face.

The low air pressure around the man made people frightened, just like the eve of a storm, which made people daunting.

When many people saw this, they scattered and pushed away.

"Si Ling..." Liang Yin lost his voice, the face in front of him was too familiar and too nostalgic, but it was strange and heartache.

In the long and narrow peach eyes of the past, there has never been such a look of alienation and disgust.

The gentleness and indulgence that can never be turned away will never appear again.

The suffocation that floated slightly in her chest made her stunned.

Liang Yin thought a lot before. Meet with Si Lingche in the identity of the original master Luo Ziyou.

She has thought about many unexpected situations.

But in the end, the two people met as she expected, and he only hated her.

Disgust is in the bone.

When Luo Qianjiao on the side saw Si Lingche coming, his eyes suddenly brightened, her shy appearance, not to mention how attractive she was, she hadn't even stepped forward to accost her.

Seeing Si Lingche, he grabbed Liang Yin's wrist directly. With a cold face, Liang Yin was pulled out.

Everyone knows that the second son of the General's Mansion is evil and unruly.

But the methods are cruel, cold and ruthless, and don't put anyone's surname in the eyes, let alone ordinary passers-by.

So when Si Lingche was here, everyone around him backed away, for fear that one of them would be upset and hit the gun.

Even the common people have such self-knowledge, and of course Luo Qianjiao, who has a deep-minded mind, also has it.

Although he was unwilling to watch Si Lingche leave like this, seeing that Si Lingche had dragged the cool tone away, his eyes were filled with a sinister smile.

Luo Ziyou, Si Lingche is angered at this moment, I see how you end up!

What if you marry him? He hates you so much, you can't compete with me!

I don't know when. The sky has started to rain slightly, and the sky, which is already black, is now covered with clouds.

It is spring and the flowers are in full bloom.

The man in red slammed the woman he was holding away.

Liang Yin staggered and bumped into the flower tree beside him, and the petals of the swaying tree fell one after another.

The pain in her back was spreading, but at this moment she was not as uncomfortable as the pain in her heart.

Snap!

Si Lingche's hands patted directly on the trunk behind Liang Yin.

The two are close at hand, and the cool sound at this moment can familiarly smell the faint fragrance of the man.

You can also clearly see the deep disgust in the man's eyes, as if she is a disgusting garbage.

"Luo Ziyou, what on earth do you want to do? It doesn't matter if it hurts my elder brother's heart. The purpose of forcibly marrying me will be achieved, so why are you here to provoke Bai Yunxiao again?!"

"I... I don't."

"No?" Si Lingche smiled coldly, his clenched fists creaked.

He suddenly reached out his hand to pinch Liang Yin's chin, and sneered:

"Luo Ziyou, do you know how annoying you are? Just forget about being arrogant, full of lies.

Can't you learn from your sister Jiaoer? "

Liang Yin turned his head sideways, not wanting to look at Si Lingye's disgusting eyes again, because she was afraid she would not be able to bear it.

"This is the last time I warn you, don't provoke anyone around me, otherwise, I won't let you off easily!"

Si Lingche suddenly loosened her chin.

The strength just now was too heavy, and her chin was full of bruises at this moment.

The cold rain fell on the face like thin lines.

The sweet floral fragrance in the air, as always.

The petals that fell on the ground have been mixed with mud and water.

Si Lingye left long ago, but she stayed under this tree for a long time.

It took a long time for the drizzle to soak all of her clothes, and she dragged a heavy step towards the direction of the general's mansion step by step.

At this time, she did not notice.

Behind the tree not far away, there was a man in a white robe, holding a white oiled paper umbrella in his hand, looking at her away from the back.

The handsome face of the man was full of silence.　　 "Master, is this the catastrophe you said before you died? Disciple...it seems to have encountered it."