PFC Chapter 642 You are too confident
Chapter 642 You are too confident
After a while, Shen Yuming slowly woke up and saw the woman next to him. The two of them were hugging each other naked.
He noticed the skin on the eighth princess's shoulders and the undried tears at the corners of her eyes, and gently wiped away her tears.
The eighth princess opened her eyes, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across them.
"Shen Yuming, you were drunk just now..."
"Qin'er." Shen Yuming hugged her tighter and tenderly said, "I won't let you down."
The eighth princess asked, "Will you marry me?" She needed a promise.
"Yes." Shen Yuming answered without hesitation. Since such a thing had happened, he had to be responsible for her.
The Eighth Princess nestled in his arms and expressed her wish to be together forever. Shen Yuming agreed.
However, the eighth princess soon thought of the reality of the problem - there was a woman standing between them.
She said worriedly: "Shen Yuming, what about that woman? Will she destroy us?"
The eighth princess seemed very frightened and her body was trembling slightly.
Shen Yuming understood the complexity of the issue, but he also firmly told the Eighth Princess that he would handle everything and protect their love.
Shen Yuming hugged her tightly and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, Ye Qianyao will not become an obstacle to us."
The Eighth Princess raised her head, her eyes cold, "Should we ask her to shut up forever? After all, only the dead won't tell anyone."
Shen Yuming's body trembled slightly, but not because of fear.
He had this idea in mind for a long time, but he just didn't have the right opportunity.
Now, the Eighth Princess provided a perfect excuse.
Baili Qin sensed his hesitation, and her voice trembled a little: "I know she is your wife, and you can't do it. But if she is alive, she is a threat to us, and we must take action."
"We are already husband and wife."
Baili Qin looked at him firmly: "Between you and her, who do you want to choose?"
After a moment of silence, Shen Yuming gently stroked her hair and kissed her forehead: "Qin'er, it is my greatest luck to meet you."
Hearing this, Baili Qin felt relieved.
"So, you agree with my idea? We need to get rid of Ye Qianyao as soon as possible!"
"Everything is up to you." Shen Yuming responded in a low voice, but he was thinking about a bigger plan in his mind.
"Leave it to me, I'll take care of it. I don't want you to be charged with murdering your wife."
Baili Qin was determined to eliminate this competitor with her own hands.
Shen Yuming was secretly delighted that the Eighth Princess had just solved the problem for him.
He already knew there was medicine in the wine, and he cooperated with her on purpose to make everything seem more natural.
At this moment, the two people have different thoughts, but the same goal: for their future, Ye Qianyao must disappear.
Shen Yuming knew that once Ye Qianyao was gone, he would be able to marry the Eighth Princess, gain more power, and no one would be able to control his fate.
In the afternoon, the two of them tidied their clothes and made promises to each other about the future.
Shen Yuming hugged Baili Qin again and made a solemn vow: "Qin'er, after this is over, I will marry you as soon as possible."
Baili Qin was deeply moved and blushed as she whispered, "Okay, Shen Yuming..."
In order to marry him as soon as possible, she decided to act quickly.
"Don't worry, I will do it quietly and won't let anyone know it was us. We did nothing wrong, the only mistake was that she blocked our way. This is her fate!"
These words came out of his mouth coldly, full of hatred.
On this day, the Shen Mansion quietly welcomed two strange maids. Shen Yuming had already made arrangements, and no one witnessed their entry.
Ye Qianyao's yard was quiet and empty.
She lay on the couch, occasionally coughing weakly: "Cough cough..."
Since she accidentally fell into the water, she has caught a cold. Although she has taken medicine on time these days and her health has improved slightly, her foundation is weak and she still needs to rest.
"Cough, cough, cough!" She coughed until her face turned red and she couldn't breathe.
After a while, she called out weakly, "Cui'er, pour me a glass of water, Cui'er..."
In the past, Cui'er always came whenever she was called, but this time, she called twice and no one responded.
Ye Qianyao forced herself to stand up and shouted again: "Cui'er, someone come!"
There was still dead silence outside the house. Her throat was dry and itchy, and she coughed even harder, as if she was going to cough out her heart and lungs: "Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough..."
Just then, the door was gently pushed open.
Ye Qianyao didn't look up, thinking it was Cui'er, and said casually: "Cui'er, pour me a glass of water."
The room was silent, no response.
She looked up and realized that two strangers came in. She was dizzy and couldn't see who they were.
"Someone, pour me a glass of water."
Among the two people who walked in, one was the eighth princess Baili Qin.
She looked down at Ye Qianyao, looking at her haggard appearance, with a sneer on her lips. She winked, and the maid immediately went to pour tea.
The maid brought a cup of tea, and quietly poured colorless and tasteless water from a porcelain bottle into the tea, then handed the tea to Ye Qianyao.
Ye Qianyao stretched out her hand to take it, but just as she was about to touch the cup, she noticed something strange and looked up suddenly: "Who are you?"
"Where's Cui'er? How did you get in?"
Ye Qianyao's eyes widened, and she then noticed the arrogant woman standing not far away.
"You, you are the Eighth Princess!"
Ye Qianyao's face turned pale instantly, and her body trembled. "What are you doing here!"
Baili Qin raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth and slowly walked closer: "I came to visit Madam Shen. Madam Shen fell into the water because of me, how could I not come to visit her."
"You, you bitch! You seduced my husband! And you dared to show up in the Shen Mansion openly!"
Ye Qianyao pointed at Baili Qin and cursed angrily.
Baili Qin frowned unhappily. She was a noble princess and had never been insulted like this.
But when she thought that Ye Qianyao was about to die in pain, her brows relaxed again and a feeling of pleasure surged in her heart.
"Mrs. Shen, have you ever thought that it was you who blocked Shen Yuming's way?"
Ye Qianyao's face turned pale. She clung to her identity as the mistress of the Shen family. "Since he married me, he should be responsible for me. You want to replace me? No way!"
Baili Qin's anger was about to explode: "Humph, you are too confident."
"It seems that we have to use some tricks."
Baili Qin signaled to Qingshu, who immediately took action, preparing to force Ye Qianyao to drink the tea in his hand.
"What are you going to do? Isn't this tea poisonous? No, I'm Shen Yuming's wife, he can't do this!"
Ye Qianyao struggled in fear, trying to avoid the life-threatening cup of tea.
"If he harms you, he will be punished! I want to see Shen Yuming!"
Ye Qianyao looked at Baili Qin in despair, hoping that meeting her husband would change everything.
However, Baili Qin responded coldly: "He won't see you. Get ready, Madam Shen."