"Zi Yun, I have my own plans for this matter, and you don't need to interfere."

Shui Linglong raised her wrist lightly to stop Zi Yun from doing what she wanted. The delicate white white wrists reflected a piece of water-red sleeves, which were particularly soft and beautiful.

But every word she said was cold and had nothing to do with that softness.

"Prince, you are so kind. According to my servant's idea, you should take advantage of the fact that Shui Liuli is not strong enough to be unparalleled and start to kill it at the starting point! No matter how powerful the Apocalypse is, if you don't give her a chance to grow, it will be a talk!"

Zi Yun thought that Shui Linglong could not bear to massacre sisters of the same vein, and her tone suddenly became a little anxious and advised: "Prince, if you can't bear it, you just need to give me an order. Zi Yun and other fellow disciples are willing to do it for you!"

Can't bear it?

Oh.

How could there be such a cowardly word in her dictionary?

However, Shui Liuli cannot die yet.

"I believe that only a very small number of people know the news that Shui Liuli became the Apocalypse. My mother just told me that if Shui Liuli died at this time, I would inevitably be suspected and it would not be worth the loss."

As he said that, Shui Linglong chuckled slightly, but his eyes were very cold: "As you said, Shui Liuli is just a childish bird that has not grown into an eagle now. You can get rid of her any time, why bother to hurry up on this moment?"

Zi Yun looked at Shui Linglong's smile on her face and suddenly shivered.

"Shui Linglong, what are you trying to do?" Suddenly, a man's voice penetrated into the conversation between the two.

Shui Linglong's beautiful face and her smile slightly stiffened.

...Why is it him? How much did he hear?

Zi Yun turned over to blessed body: "I have met the prince!"..

The person who came was wearing purple clothes and jade belts, and there was a hint of dislike on his handsome and heroic face. He was the eldest son of the Luoyang Prince's Mansion, Shui Qianchen.

Shui Qianchen came to pay tribute to the Princess of Luoyang.

He deliberately staggered the time to avoid Shui Linglong. Unexpectedly, Shui Linglong had not left the Shangfang Pavilion and returned to her Jinse Pavilion. Unexpectedly, he could vaguely hear a word like getting rid of it.

Shui Qianchen deliberately set aside the time to pay homage to Shui Linglong, not because of the big trouble for men and women, but because he has never been happy with this sister of his mother.

Other people's twins or twins have a good relationship, but the princess of Luoyang Prince's Mansion is an exception.

No matter how respectful and loving Shui Linglong showed to him as a brother in front of others, Shui Qianchen could never like her.

Perhaps it is because he is strong in the womb.

Or maybe it was because when she was young, the Princess of Luoyang always believed that he had robbed her sister of her nutrients, which made her weak and sickly, and she was unreasonably biased towards Shui Linglong...

Shui Qianchen didn't even look at Zi Yun who was squatting while celebrating, nor did he ask her to get up, but went directly over her and asked Shui Linglong: "Who do you want to get rid of?"

The slightly stiff smile on Shui Linglong's face had been completely curled away, and she had an impeccable sweet smile.

She pointed to a withering flower plant not far away, tilted her head cutely at Shui Qianchen, and looked at him without any guilt.

"Here, it's just a peony that has been destroyed outside the Shangfang Pavilion. I just told Zi Yun that the gardener would come to remove the weeds, otherwise my brother would think I was talking about? Do you kill someone?"
Chapter completed!