Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

Listening to the miserable pleading around him, Lang Zimiu kept looking at the eyes of the woman in front of him.

Kill her?

Or keep her?

He thought, his eyes hardened.

He didn't have any subordinates at all, except for Fang Qingqing behind him, and she was someone he had only met for two days.

If there was someone to control this so-called dynasty for him, it would indeed save him a lot of trouble.

He planned to let Fang Qingqing secretly observe the entire south of Huaiyuan. Naturally, it was impossible for her to devote her energy to managing the affairs of a dynasty.

Thinking of this, he slowly stretched out his right hand, slowly placed the middle finger of his right hand on the eyebrows of the woman in front of him, moved his face closer to her, and always looked into her eyes with a pair of deep eyes. .

It is naturally a good thing to have this woman manage this dynasty for him.

but.

There is a premise.

That is, this woman must be loyal, or dare not make mistakes, and dare not use small tricks in secret.

Or is it up to him to transform her into this?

Otherwise, in her current state, if she continues to let it go, even though she feels that she cannot make any big waves, there is a contingency for everything, and a woman with obsessions in her heart can hide the great hatred in her heart with such a character. , maybe you can really do a lot of difficult things.

Facing Lang Zimiu's close gaze, Cang Yunyi's expression remained unchanged, as if she really didn't care at all about the miserable pleading around her and only cared about her own life and death.

But only she knows how much hatred is hidden in her heart at this moment.

The most ruthless emperor's family is true.

But she and her mother are definitely not surrounded by this sentence.

Her father, the king of the Taihui Dynasty, who was killed by Lang Zimiu, and her mother had true love, a love that was not linked to any interests.

Cang Qian met her mother in the north of Huaiyuan when she was young, and they fell in love at first sight.

The other party is a child of a fairly large family. Cang Qian has a distinguished status here, but there he is like no one else.

He also cherishes this kind of love where status is relatively equal and there is no interest-related relationship.

Later, Cang Qian made a lifelong commitment to her mother and overcame many obstacles and came to the south of Huaiyuan.

After so many years, Cang Qian has always loved her mother sincerely and regarded her as a treasure. Even though her mother passed away due to some force majeure events, Cang Qian still regarded her as the only one. Soul Pillar.

This strong, true love between father and daughter made it impossible for her not to feel such overwhelming hatred in her heart.

She still remembers what her mother told her before she left.

Will never forget.

Lang Zimiu didn't speak, just looked into her eyes.

The sounds of pleading around him were still harsh.

Suddenly, Lang Zimiu's expression changed, a teasing smile appeared on his lips, and he slowly stood up.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately stopped begging, their lips trembled, looking at the man who could decide their life or death, the only thing left at this moment was prayer.

"You also heard it. This princess said that she doesn't care whether I kill you or not. She only cares about her own life and death."

Lang Zimiu glanced at the people kneeling and praying around him, and continued with an indifferent smile:

"I observed it and thought that what she said was not a lie. She is a woman who only prays for mercy and relies on others. She has lived a life of prosperity and wealth over the years, enjoying the treatment of others who look forward to others. She had a dignified and elegant temperament, but now the sudden turmoil made her feel fear and unwillingness to accept it. She didn't want to die, and she didn't want everything she had now to disappear, so the ugliness in her heart was unreserved. The earth is released.”

Listening to Lang Zimiu's joking words, some people who didn't believe that their eldest princess would really care about their life or death suddenly had their eyes trembling, and they couldn't hold back their emotions.

As for those people whose brains are already occupied by fear? What's more, because of Lang Zimiu's long words, he really unreservedly transferred all his hostility and resentment to the eldest princess who was silently enduring and pretending for them at the moment.

They gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and looked at the eldest princess with her eyes filled with resentment, her head lowered and her expression unclear.

Lang Zimiu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw this joking scene.

As the real murderer and the cause of everything, no one dared to cast an undue look at him.

Is this human nature?

"Of course, I'm not some demon with a hobby of killing people."

After two breaths of silence, Lang Zimiu continued, with an elegant smile on his lips.

Everyone's expressions froze when they heard this, and the fire of hope suddenly burst out in their eyes.

Even Cang Yunyi, who was kneeling in front of Lang Zimiu at this moment, had a glimmer of hope unconsciously in her eyes.

Listening to Lang Zimiu's humiliating words, she didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in her heart, because this was her enemy. She didn't care what her enemy said. She would only continue to accumulate her hatred and hatred in her heart until there was one. One day, he took off the other party's head.

But just now, she felt the resentful and resentful looks from around her, especially when a noble concubine who was usually gentle and graceful and had a good relationship with her stared at her with a slightly ferocious face and a face full of resentment, bared teeth, My heart still inevitably hurts.

But she knew very well in her heart that the cause of all this was the damn devil in front of her.

She didn't blame the people who looked at her with hatred, but instead put more hatred on the man in front of her.

As Lang Zimiu spoke, he glanced at the royal bloodlines in front of him with a faint smile on his lips.

But this smile looked terrifying in their eyes, making their hair stand on end.

Lang Zimiu looked at the frightened princes, princesses and concubines, and finally his eyes fell on a cute little girl who looked like a beauty at first sight.

The little girl is the girl whose little hand was held by Cang Yunyi earlier, and she is also the youngest princess.

When the little girl met his gaze, her face suddenly turned pale, and she started crying in fear. She wanted to hide behind the usually gentle and gentle prince brother next to her, but this prince brother was like a god avoiding the plague. Yes, hurriedly dodge away.

Hearing the girl's cry, Cang Yunyi raised her head in surprise. Her expression, which had never fluctuated much, unconsciously changed for a moment. Following the direction of Lang Zimiu's gaze, she turned her head to look.

After seeing that it was the little princess crying, her eyes uncontrollably filled with fear and concern, and she subconsciously tightened her pink fist.