Qian Die screamed, and blood splattered from her wrist.

Xia Jiuli held her wrist and walked to the canvas, letting the splattered blood drip on the white rice paper.

Everyone around stood up, stared at Xia Jiuli with wide eyes, and looked at Qian Die's blood splattered on his wrists. They did not expect Xia Jiuli to do it as soon as he said that.

Xia Jiuli pushed Qiandie away, casually picked up the pen and dipped it ink, and wrote it on the rice paper a few random strokes. In a short while, a picture of red plums was completed.

Those blooming red plums are the blood of the butterfly.

Xia Jiuli only drew a few random tree poles, and a red plum blossomed in full bloom bloomed on the drawing paper.

Very ordinary red plum painting.

But everyone present felt a strange feeling of suffocation.

The blooming red plum is human blood.

The first time they discovered that the red plum was so weird and confused. They all said that the cold plum was noble and proud, but for the first time they had seen such a psychedelic posture.

He threw away the pen casually. Xia Jiuli looked at Qian Butterfly, who was holding his wrist and still bleeding, and said coldly: "I want to thank you too. It turns out that cinnabar is used in this way, it is so unique."

Qiandie's face was pale.

There were tears in her eyes, and she finally knew what fear was.

I regretted it and shouldn't have provoked too much.

Qin Sheng quickly stopped her bleeding and poured medicine on her wrist. He looked at Xia Jiuli with anger, "Have your highness done too much? It's just a competition, why hurt someone?"

Xia Jiuli looked at the anger in Qin Sheng's eyes, and she smiled slightly: "Chief Qin thinks that this palace deserves to be faced with an unrespectful attitude by a small minister's daughter?"

"Ms. Qian is not disrespectful to you."

Qin Sheng didn't expect him to be so strong. If it were normal, shouldn't she regress?

"Is it judged whether you respect me or not to me? Is it only the words of your Prince Qin to determine whether she is disrespectful to me?"

Xia Jiuli's arrogant voice was filled with frost. She was no longer the Xia Jiuli who was in love with Qin Sheng.

She is Chi Lianyue.

The prince of Chiguo!

The freshman Xia Jiuli!

"I don't dare..." Qin Sheng's face changed drastically, and he quickly lowered his head.

"No one is allowed to save Qian Die's hand without the will of our palace. Whoever saves it, I cut off whoever has his hand!"

Xia Jiuli grabbed Qian Die's wrist and used force to her fingertips. Her tendons were directly hooked from the wound and broke bloodily.

Qian Die's eyes turned pale and she kept rolling on the ground, but no one dared to step forward to blame him.

Blood dripped from his fingertips. Xia Jiuli was a terrible evil ghost at this time. No one dared to approach or rebuke him.

"By the way, who won this painting competition?" Xia Jiuli suddenly changed her mind, which made many people present unable to recover.

They lowered their heads.

Xia Jiuli pulled over a chair and sat down, her legs crossed, staring at Qin Sheng noblely and elegantly.

"As far as I see, Miss Qian won, what does Qin think?"

Qin Sheng gritted his teeth.

His face turned pale.

"If Qin Prince has no objection, then ask Miss Qian and Qin Prince to draw a picture together to open my eyes."

Qin Sheng glanced at Qian Die who was in a coma with pain. His face was embarrassed and his blue and white changed.

Gritting your teeth: "Is your highness too much?"

"Is Prince Qin accusing me?" Xia Jiuli half-squinted her eyes, her voice was slightly low and hoarse, and her eyes were as cold as if it was stained with ice and snow.

"I... dare not."

Xia Jiuli's index finger lightly clasped the tabletop and supported her chin with one hand: "Come on, wake up Miss Qian."

Qian Die, who was unconscious, was awakened by a basin of water. She opened her eyes in confusion. The pain on her wrist immediately woke up, and she met Xia Jiuli's sinister gaze and shivered.

Her lips kept trembling.

Ghost... Ghost Prince...

So terrible.

Qian Die was so scared that her teeth kept trembling, and she didn't even have the courage to speak.

"Congratulations to Miss Qian for becoming the winner. You can draw a picture with Prince Qin... By the way, just draw a mandarin duck playing in the water. I want to see the skills of Miss Qian and Prince Qin's co-drawings."

Qiandie's face was pale.

Blood flowed from her wrists, and she wanted to faint again.

Her body trembled violently, as if she would die at any time. Her pitiful appearance made many people feel distressed, but no one dared to stand up for her.

"I don't have much patience. If I don't draw, there is no need to leave my other hand." Xia Jiuli sneered coldly.

She has never been a good person and never is a good person.

If you dare to provoke her, you must have the awareness that life is worse than death.

Qian Die was so scared that she kept crying. The tendons on her right wrist were broken. She could only use her bloody hand to tremble and pick up the pen, drawing bit by bit, very hard.

The pain was unbearable, but she had to continue drawing. She didn't know what she had drawn.

There were several times when she was so painful that she almost fainted, but there were demonic sounds in her ears.

"I fainted and chopped her hand, something useless."

The last stroke fell, Qian Die fell to the ground with black eyes. Qin Sheng hugged Qian Die and accused Xia Jiuli angrily: "Your Highness, you are too much. How can you be so cruel to torture a weak woman like this?"

"Torture?" Xia Jiuli stood up suddenly, waved her wide sleeves gently, and the tables and chairs around her hit the pillars on one side.

It was split in an instant.

"I don't think there is anything too much compared to someone's face when he was drugged."

Qin Sheng's pupils shrank.

"And she is just a little daughter of a minister. When I see this palace, I will not bow and ask my worries, and I will be considered merciful if I don't kill myself without a stick!"

Xia Jiuli's words made all the blood on Qin Sheng's face disappear.

He knew, he knew indeed... Why can't even poison her in the world kill her?

Why is he still alive?

Qin Sheng felt cold all over when he thought of Xia Jiuli's methods, and he regretted it.

He shouldn't have accepted that person's instigation to poison him so easily. If Xia Jiuli didn't die, he would die.

"Your Highness is in a bad mood, but do you need me to prescribe a dose of Qingxin Soup?"

When the atmosphere was very tense, the clear and ethereal sound of pearls and jade sounded mysteriously and distantly. On the second floor, a man in a white robe stood noblely on the high ground, and the silver mask on his face showed a very obvious silver pattern in the sunlight.

When he appeared, all the sinister and bloody smell at the scene disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Kneel: "See the National Master."

Xia Jiuli guessed that the national teacher would come to contact her, but she didn't expect that he would appear so quickly.

look up.

When she looked at the ruthless national teacher Yue Jinyuan, she couldn't help but laughed bloodthirsty: "I can't get rid of my desire. I wonder if the national teacher can solve it?"

Yue Jinyuan stared at her calm eyes quietly, and a shimmering luster flashed in her eyes.

The man who looked like a banished immortal for a long time before he said, "Please respect yourself, Your Highness."

Xia Jiuli was very interested in this national master. She was calm and unpredictable like a real exiled immortal, as if nothing in the world could enter his heart.

This kind of man is the most ruthless and affectionate man in the world.

She was curious.

When she was the prince of Chi Kingdom, she heard of this man. She heard that this man could know the destiny of heaven and to conquer the great affairs of the world, and was a foresighter.

She never believed that anyone could predict the future, but this Yue Jinyuan predicted the major events in the world very accurately.

You must not refuse to believe it.

If he could predict the future, then would he have predicted that Xia Jiuli had been occupied by Chi Lianyue?

"The first time I saw the national teacher actually participated in this kind of competition, could it be that I was very interested in the mandarin duck playing in the water?"

Yue Jinyuan pursed her thin lips.
Chapter completed!