Chapter 62: Chapter 62: True Love? What Crap!

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

“It would seem that…at that time previously, only then did I display the strength of a future Crown Prince Consort.” The curve at the corners of Ye Qing Luo’s mouth deepened somewhat. “As the eldest sister, turning her back on her younger sister, snatching younger sister’s fiance, should she not be struck by lightning?”

Ye Qing Luo felt somewhat guilty as she looked down and didn’t dare to look Ye Qing Luo in the eyes.

“Crown Prince…the Crown Prince and eldest sister loved each other sincerely, it’s you…it’s your wrong!”

Having heard what she said, Ye Qing Luo’s slender eyebrows raised slightly, smiling full of amusement as she replied. “Since they sincerely love each other, then why did you come look for me to settle accounts again?”

True love?

Heh…

Ye Qing Luo hardly believed it. Between that pair of useless male and useless female, what love was there?

If Leng Feng Hua wasn’t the Crown Prince, would Ye Qing Jian go through the trouble of fooling around with him?

If Leng Feng Hua truly loved Ye Qing Jian, after he had eaten her cleanly and wiped his mouth, would he chose her, this even more valuable and useful Three Springs Sect’s young master?

True love?

What crap!

Don’t insult these two words, ok? !

Ye Qing Ling was stifled and left unable to respond.

Her little face turned red as her five scratching fingers left marks on the ground.

Ye Qing Luo walked over, half squat in front of her.

Ye Qing Ling was scared into shivering.

“Want to live?” Ye Qing Luo smiled as she narrowed her charming eyes.

Ye Qing Ling nodded repeatedly.

She knew full well that at this moment, for Ye Qing Luo to kill her was an easy matter.

She wouldn’t have a chance to resist!

At this moment, Ye Qing Ling was incomparably regretful, why did she listen to Eldest Sister and impulsively came to find Ye Qing Luo for revenge!

Ye Qing Luo’s fine, lengthy, fair, jade like fingers raised that trembling chin.

Shortly after, the corners of her mouth curved uniquely gorgeously. “Then, obediently answer several of my questions.”

Ye Qing Ling’s red lips bit down and was just about to say some malicious words.

Her chin suddenly felt a sharp pain, so painful that she drew air again and again. Tears also surged out like a whirlwind.

“I’ll speak…I’ll speak!” Ye Qing Luo was afraid now, admitting defeat after she suffered pain.

“Was it you and Ye Qing Jian who formed an alliance with Yuchi Ya at Heaven Fortune Tavern in order to destroy my purity?” Ye Qing Luo’s cold eyes narrowed slightly then asked calmly.

Ye Qing Ling’s complexion whitened, as her pair of eyes blinked incessantly. “No, it’s not…ah!”

The sound of bones disintegrating echoed at her chin.

“Yes…it’s me, it’s me…” Ye Qing Ling’s tears streamed and tumbled down. Her body had just felt a little better when Ye Qing Luo tyrannically seriously hurt her again.

Her was vexed from the bottom of her heart, but had no alternative.

“Was my profound heart jade dug out by you?” Ye Qing Luo’s flattering eyes reflected an even more chilly light.

On that day, when she’d just crossed over, blood seeped from the pit of her stomach.

Enough to prove that her profound heart jade had just been dug out for not very long.

Previous to that, she was knocked unconscious and fed medicine, it’s Ye Qing Ling.

Ye Qing Ling’s pupils suddenly constricted as she fearfully shook her head. “Really, it’s really not me. How would I dare to dig out your profound heart jade…”

No matter how much she loathed Ye Qing Luo ordinarily, in the end, she was still merely a young lady kept to her room.

Something like digging out someone’s profound heart jade, Ye Qing Ling’s unable to do it.

But…even if Ye Qing Ling didn’t dig it out, she still must know the whereabouts of that profound heart jade.

Ye Qing Luo alluringly curved her lips. The five fingers on Ye Qing Ling’s little pale face carelessly shifted around. “Then…tell me who did it?”

“I don’t know…I…”

Ye Qing Ling frantically shook her head. Once she touched Ye Qing Luo’s cold, icy, snowy gaze, her voice froze at once.

She sobbed. Her little body trembled for a long time and seemed as if she couldn’t endure Ye Qing Luo’s gaze. With ‘wah’ sounds, she cried bitterly.

“I truly don’t know who it was…the other person was dressed entirely in black with face covered. I can only confirm that it was a male…it’s him…he’s the one who took your profound heart jade…”