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Xiao Cui had served Han Qi for two years. He should know Xiao Cui very well, so..,
Anjing did not dare to break her character setting so easily. She was afraid that he would treat her as a monster and kill her. Therefore..,
She could only think of a reason why she would never kill someone according to Xiao Cui's thinking pattern. She was afraid of going to hell.
Han Qi was so smart..,
He must have already known that Xiao Cui was secretly greedy for Mo Yue's money and embezzling food. Therefore..,
Anjing did not want to clear her name. Her goal was to let Han Qi know..,
Although she was not a good person, she was not a bad person either, so he could believe her for the time being.
But through her X-ray vision..,
She saw that the young Han Qi was still holding the jade hairpin tightly. His expression was as cold as ice..,
Anjing felt a little helpless in her heart,
However, in the next breath, her helplessness instantly turned into trembling horror!
"Knock Knock!"
Han Qi, who was lying in the coffin, knocked on the coffin, but he was still holding the sharp weapon tightly,
She remembered that in the plot..,
Steward Lin was stabbed to death by him with a hairpin,
Anjing was about to kneel down in fear,
If she opened the coffin..,
She would definitely be stabbed in the neck! Otherwise, she would still be a villain who went back on her word. At least as a villain, she would still be able to live!
Although the villain in her heart was already in tears, Anjing still did not want to give up so easily. It was rare that there was a prop on the scene that could be used to gain favor. Steward Lin, who had been knocked unconscious by her, if she did not make good use of it, wouldn't she be letting down her bravery just now?
"I think I heard something just now?"
"Knock Knock!"
"Young Master, are you really still alive?"
"Knock Knock!"
"This is really great. I don't have to go to hell anymore! Just you wait, I'll save you right now! "
Anjing put her hands on the coffin and pretended to be struggling as she slowly pushed the lid of the coffin. At the same time, she tried her best to talk about the value of her life. "Young master, the housekeeper has already locked the front and back doors of the mansion and sent many servants to guard the doors. So, I will lure those people away first and then secretly take you out.
We can't escape without silver. I buried all the silver in the west corner. Let's dig it out and take it away. With the money, let's hire a carriage and escape from Glorious Sun City! " Therefore, whether it is for the sake of escaping, or for the money or the carriage, it is best that we don't kill each other!
When she was about to push the lid of the coffin, Han Qi put the jade hairpin back into his hair bun with a cold and handsome face. Now that the marquis's mansion was under martial law and he was physically weak, it would be difficult for him to escape without help. So, it was better to spare her life for now!
Seeing this, Anjing, who felt that she had escaped death, secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Her trembling heart calmed down a little, but the hair on her forehead was still wet with cold sweat. She put on a complicated expression of fear, guilt, and surprise at the right time.
Although Anjing had seen Han Qi's face many times in her memory, she was still stunned when she saw it with her own eyes. His eyebrows and hair were all white, and his skin was as smooth as jade. What an otherworldly young man!
Seeing that the evil servant who bullied her master was staring at him, Han Qi's cold face turned even colder. He looked straight at her with his half-transparent grayish-white eyes.
Being stared at by Han Qi's eyes that were as still as stagnant water, Anjing quickly regained her senses. Trying to ignore him? She silently retracted her gaze.
Seeing him struggle to climb onto the edge of the coffin, Anjing recalled how he had brutally stabbed Steward Lin to death in the plot. She immediately felt a chill run down her spine and a great sense of pressure. It seemed that this young master of the marquis's mansion was also an actor. She had to maintain her composure at all times and not ruin her image!
Even though she knew that he was faking it, Anjing still had to pretend to be afraid and considerately help him climb out of the coffin.
Sweeping a glance at Steward Lin, who had fainted on the ground and was wrapped in a cocoon by the evil servant, a cold glint flashed across Han Qi's eyes. However, he did not say anything.
After helping Han Qi sit down on the prayer mat in front of the table, Anjing considerately brought over tea, fruits, snacks, and other offerings for him to eat. He had lain in the coffin all day and was probably starving.
Seeing that he did not refuse, Anjing inwardly sighed in relief. Then, she began to search Steward Lin's body for anything valuable and worthless. She did not even let go of the worthless wooden hairpin on his head.
Seeing the evil servant forcefully pull at the jasper ring on Steward Lin's finger that was firmly stuck, Han Qi tried to restrain himself. In the end, he could not restrain himself and coldly asked, "What are you doing?"
Unwilling to give up, Anjing took a lamp from the corner of the wall and dripped some oil on Steward Lin's hand. As she forcefully pulled at the ring, she explained, "Young master, the world is difficult right now. When we escape to the outside world, we need money for basic necessities. Hey, it's done! "
Han Qi's handsome face darkened when he saw the evil maid's greedy expression as she stared at a low-quality jade ring. She had been by his side for two years, but whether it was her eyesight or her intelligence, she had not improved at all! Suddenly, his gray eyes looked straight at Steward Lin who was lying on the ground. Oh, he was going to wake up!
Han Qi's eyes lightly glanced at the evil servant who was shamelessly clinging to Steward Lin's clothes. A trace of coldness flashed through his phoenix-like eyes. He wanted to see how they would bite each other!
Seeing that she had torn the slave contract and proudly raised her eyebrows and pressed on him, Han Qi only felt that his heart was beating faster and faster. He was not as angry as he imagined.
However, she was so presumptuous to press on a man and often hooked up with Lin Shuming, Xu Fan, and other men in the Academy. Had her sense of shame been fed to the dogs? Thinking of this, Han Qi was very worried. If he did not teach her a good lesson, she might turn the sky upside down!
Han Qi narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Your common sense is so poor that it makes one pity you!"
Hearing this, Anjing suddenly had an ominous feeling. She said vigilantly, "What do you mean?"
Han Qi, who was being pressed down, had a cold look in his eyes and an aura of 2.8 meters. He said in a cold voice, "You signed a death contract with the Lord Protector's Manor. There were three copies. Even if you tear one copy, there are still two copies left. You are still a servant of the Lord Protector's Manor. Tell me, for a slave who deceives and betrays her master like you, should I beat you up a few times and sell you to a brothel, or should I directly betroth you to the fool in the manor, Ah Fu? "
Hearing this, Anjing said in disbelief, "Impossible, I clearly remember. No, I mean, if I were Xiao Cui, then I would only sign a living contract, not a death contract!"
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