The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

Wei Rou covered her face and was stunned.

Did Wei Ran know that Cen Mu belonged to her?

How much do you know?

When did you know about it?

These few questions quickly passed through her mind.

She subconsciously went to look at Cen Mu, hoping to get some information from Cen Mu.

Cen Mu lowered his eyes, but he didn't dare to look at Wei Rou again.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Wei Rou's heart.

Wei Ran unhurriedly pulled Wei Rou's collar, her eyes were sharp, "Sister Sanhuang really opened my eyes!" It was all because of Wei Rou.

If it wasn't for Wei Rou, how could she have come to this point?

As soon as she thought about it, Cen Mu had been sent by Wei Rou in the past few years, her emotions were almost out of control, and she wished she could directly strangle Wei Rou to death.

Why are you treating her like a fool?

Maybe, in the past few years, Wei Rou and Cen Mu discussed her as if they were joking.

Anger welled up in his chest.

Intertwined with hatred, the strength in his hands gradually became uncontrollable, and the strength was astonishingly great.

At first, Wei Rou was tearful, intending to win sympathy, hoping to confuse Wei Ran.

Unexpectedly, as the strength in Wei Ran's hands increased, she finally realized that Wei Ran was a very dangerous person, and now he clearly wanted her life!

In this case, how can I have any mood to act.

He flapped his hands to grab Wei Ran, and at the same time shouted eagerly, "Help, help! Why are you crazy, Wei Ran? I'm your sister!"

"Sister? You still know that you are my sister? Let's go to hell together and be sisters in hell, okay?"

Anyway, that's all for her, and there is no hope for her in the future.

Emperor, she can't be.

The throne can't be won.

If you want to get Xiao Zhixu, you can't get it.

She herself was unable to get out of the dungeon.

In life, there is no hope at all.

It is impossible for her to have the rest of her life.

Instead of doing this, it's better to pull a back and die together.

On the opposite side, Cen Mu looked at Wei Ran pinching Wei Rou with red eyes.

Distress appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to shout out, but he was afraid of making Wei Ran anxious.

Now that Wei Rou is in her hands, he doesn't dare to do anything, and he can't do anything.

He tentatively called, "Wei Ran? Wei Ran, don't get excited, let him go first, okay? If there is anything, we can talk slowly, there is still a chance, we still have hope..."

Cen Mu's heart ached to death.

At this moment, I hated my own weakness very much.

Wei Ran ignored him at all.

I don't want to talk nonsense with him.

The strength in her hands continued to increase, and she grabbed Wei Rou's neck fiercely. Gradually, Wei Rou's struggling hands dropped powerlessly, and her eyes gradually became dull, as if she had reached her limit.

Cen Mu's eyes were red, and he fell to his knees with a bang, "Fourth imperial daughter, all mistakes are my fault, I shouldn't lie to you, please give her a way out..."

His slender fingers tightly gripped the railing of the prison door.

On the back of the hand, the veins were exposed due to emotion.

Extremely embarrassed.

Wei Ran looked at Cen Mu like this, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

When did Cen Mu talk to her in such a low voice?

It's good now, for Wei Rou's sake, he kneels as soon as he says he wants, he really has no spine at all.

She let go of the almost fainting man in her hand, took a step back with a sneer, and then condescendingly looked down at Wei Rou who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

It's like looking at an ant.

His eyes were full of contempt.

Wei Rou covered her neck and coughed a few times. At that moment, she really felt that she was going to die...

It took a long time before she recovered.

However, she didn't know that this was just the beginning of the next torture.