The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Chapter 160 Uneasy

Leng Xinmo frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes moved, and she turned her head thoughtfully, staring at Qian Wushang beside her.

There was still no trace of emotion on his face, which was as cold as an ice sculpture.

But only Leng Xinmo knew in her heart that this was definitely not her illusion.

Ever since this woman appeared, she clearly felt that the breath of the man next to her was momentarily disordered.

Not only that, Qian Wushang at this moment was in a state of extreme tension.

It was as if my emotions were being controlled by an invisible force.

He was unaware of the dissatisfaction he was expressing.

At the same time, the woman's eyes would glance towards them from time to time.

Leng Xinmo keenly caught the meaningful look in the other person's eyes, and a faint murderous intent surged in his heart!

When their eyes met, the woman actually nodded with a smile to show her friendliness.

However, this kind of smile made Leng Xinmo frown even more tightly.

Because that person's smile, which was as gentle as water, made him feel indescribably uncomfortable.

However, the woman soon withdrew her gaze and turned to Emperor Qian Yao, whispering softly.

I couldn't hear what she said, but I saw Emperor Qian Yao's originally tense expression gradually relax.

His expression also became much gentler. He held the woman's hand and patted it gently in a soothing manner.

"Who is that?" Leng Xinmo's voice was as cold as the wind and slightly chilly.

After hearing these words, Qian Wushang's body trembled slightly and he slowly turned his head.

His gaze fell on Leng Xinmo's slightly gloomy face.

He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

Qian Wushang looked a little embarrassed at this moment. Facing Leng Xinmo's questioning, he could not give a reasonable explanation!

Seeing this, Leng Xinmo's face became even gloomier and he snorted coldly.

He was obviously very dissatisfied with Qian Wushang's performance, but he did not continue to ask.

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Wushang reached out and tried to grab Leng Xinmo's hand.

However, Leng Xinmo quickly pulled his hand back and avoided Qian Wushang's touch.

A hint of deep pain and helplessness flashed in Qian Wushang's eyes.

But he did not give up. He still stubbornly reached out and held Leng Xinmo's hand tightly again.

"No, Mo'er, don't let go..."

Qian Wushang's voice was filled with sorrow and pleading, as if an invisible hand was tugging at her heart.

Leng Xinmo felt a sharp pain in her heart. Just as she was about to struggle to break free from Qian Wushang's restraints, she suddenly heard Qian Wushang whispering:

"Wait a minute, I'll tell you everything when we get back."

Qian Wushang's tone revealed endless pleading and sadness.

Who was the reason for his sadness? Was it that woman?

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Leng Xinmo's cold face as he turned away!

The atmosphere between the two became extremely heavy, as if a storm was about to come.

Leng Xinmo looked straight into Qian Wushang's eyes.

After a long time, she couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart:

"Forget it, I get it, let go, we'll talk about it after we get back."

Perhaps it was because of the word "we" that Leng Xinmo said.

Gave Qian Wushang some encouragement and confidence.

Qian Wushang stared at Leng Xinmo's face, trying to judge from his expression whether his words were sincere.

If you really want to, give him a chance to explain.

When I saw the exact expression on Leng Xinmo's face.

Qian Wushang's tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little, and he replied softly, "Okay!"

However, the moment Leng Xinmo turned his head, a hint of hidden coldness flashed across his eyes.

For some reason, the woman gave her an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Although in terms of appearance and temperament, the woman appeared gentle and graceful.

But Leng Xinmo's intuition deep in her heart kept reminding herself that she didn't like this woman!

So, Leng Xinmo tried his best to force himself to move his gaze away from the woman...

Under the woman's gentle and soothing voice, Emperor Qian Yao's originally furious mood gradually eased.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at Qian Wuheng became increasingly gloomy and cold.

"Your mother betrayed me for you, so I cannot let her off easily!

Giving her a white silk scarf to commit suicide and keeping her body intact is already my gift to her!"

Emperor Qianyao's voice was cold and merciless, like frost in the cold winter, which made people shudder.

Qian Wuheng stood there in shock as if struck by lightning, his body trembling slightly, his eyes empty and lifeless, and he kept muttering:

"Gift? Gift?" He couldn't accept this fact. The so-called gift was actually the gift of death!

As time passed, Emperor Qian Yao originally thought that Qian Wuheng had gradually understood and realized his mistakes.

But unexpectedly, Qian Wuheng suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed in the palace, full of despair and ridicule.

“Hahaha…hahaha…a gift? Haha…a gift!

Hahaha… Father… You said, this is a gift to my mother? Father… Hahaha…”

Qian Wuheng laughed more and more crazily, tears slid down his cheeks, interweaving with the laughter, creating a weird atmosphere.

His laughter became more and more shrill, as if he heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Finally, Qian Wuheng simply sat down on the ground, slapping his thighs and continuing to laugh.

He totally disregards his own image and identity, like a willful and spoiled child.

Seeing this, Emperor Qianyao couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Qian Wuheng suddenly stopped laughing and looked at Qian Yaodi like a hungry wolf.

He sneered, "Father! Thank you for your gift!"

Qian Wuheng's eyes were filled with hatred and malice.

He mocked, "And in order to repay your kindness, I will also give you a big...surprise."

Qian Wuheng spoke the last few words very slowly.

"Surprise?" Emperor Qian Yao looked at Qian Wuheng with suspicion.

Obviously, people have doubts about the "surprise" he mentioned.

However, at this moment, Qian Wuheng chose to remain silent and did not make any further response.

He endured the severe pain in his body, used the sword in his hand to support his shaky body, and stood up slowly with great difficulty.

Faced with the densely packed, fully armed armored soldiers under Emperor Qian Yao, Qian Wuheng completely ignored them.

He wandered aimlessly in this small space, ruthlessly trampling over the piles of corpses on the ground.

From the outside, Qian Wuheng seemed to be in an extremely relaxed and casual state.

It seems like I'm just strolling around to relax.