"Come in." Rong Peijin spoke coldly, and after Ning Su entered the study, he slammed the door.

Gu Fengbai, who followed closely behind, was stunned and stunned. He suddenly took three steps backwards, and was not knocked flat by the closed goalkeeper's nose, "Hey, Pei Jin, I promise not to speak.

!”

Gu Fengbai, who was locked outside the study door, protested dissatisfiedly. Unfortunately, the study room was blocked by Rong Peijin with his spiritual power. Although Gu Fengbai is an evil doctor, his martial arts cultivation is much worse, so he can only be at the door.

I gritted my teeth and smiled lazyly, "Forget it, let you and the little girl talk about love in the study. I won't bother you so ignorantly."

In the study room, Ning Su glanced around, but in the end she remained unconsciously on the familiar figure in front of her. For a moment, the sourness was hard to suppress.

In front of the desk, Rong Peijin picked up the wolf hair pen, spread the paper, and quickly copied the spiritual herbs on the list. When the last stroke fell, Rong Peijin frowned, his face became colder.

Sorrow and kill.

The handwriting on the two pieces of paper is exactly the same. Even if you compare it carefully, there is still no difference. Even the subtleties are exactly the same. Don’t talk about your subordinates, I’m afraid you will think this is your handwriting. Rong Wang raised his head

The phoenix eyes looked extremely cold and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Ningjia Ning Su." Ning Su was unhappy with the cold and unfamiliar gaze of King Rong. Perhaps she died too quickly in her previous life and had no time to bury this heart-wrenching relationship, so at this moment, she met again

My heart still felt sobbing with twitching at this familiar and cold face.

"Do you think you can deceive me with such an excuse?" Rong Peijin sneered, his murderous aura condensed in his eyes. Even though he had never paid attention to Ning Su, he also noticed that she was resisting her, and there was a kind of provocation everywhere.

"You are a smart person. If we had a grudge in the past, then you would be dormant, conceal and keep a low profile, but you provoke me everywhere. Ning Su, why do you think I dare not kill you? Depend on your appearance? But that's also true.

Have to wait until you become arrogant because of your favor?" This is also something that Rong Peijin doesn't understand.

Ning Su is definitely not a waste as rumored outside. On the contrary, she acted cruelly and decisively, but she seemed to be very resistant to herself, provoking everywhere and looking rebellious.

Being arrogant with favor! Four words, every word is heartbroken! Ning Su suddenly raised her head, and the expression on her pale face was distorted a little angrily because it was too painful. A feeling of sorrow suddenly rose from her chest. Ning Su

He clenched his fists hard and pressed his nails deep into his palms, stinging pain so that Ning Su would not lose his composure.

"King Rong is so ridiculous! With the same handwriting, I think you have a grudge between you and the prince, but Ning Su is only fourteen years old now and is living in the Ning family. I think I am not qualified to have a grudge with you.

?” In the pain, Ning Su's voice was already sharp because of anger, and his throat seemed to be blocked. If it weren't for forced suppression, Ning Su would almost be unable to suppress the uncontrollable crying.

Rong Peijin's cold and cold face quickly flashed a hint of astonishment. He was shocked by Ning Su's grief and relentless expression. Inexplicably, he felt that his heart was pulled down. What exactly made her calm person like this

So out of control.

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