Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

The coachman returned to the manor, told the truth about what happened today, and waited for the punishment with trepidation.

Duke William knew that the servants in the manor were loyal and would not do anything like murdering their master, so he no longer blamed him.

Someone was sent to investigate the matter immediately, but no matter how they searched, there were no clues. In the end, the matter could only be regarded as an accident.

As for Jiang Xinlian, she was completely shocked.

She also knew before that Allen was very strong, but was this the strength that humans should have? What is the difference between this and killing a tiger with one punch? Is this normal? Is this normal?

Seeing that Jiang Xinlian had been stunned for a long time without any movement, the housekeeper thought that the young lady was worried about the young master, and comforted him: "Miss, don't worry. Young Master Allen has been strong and strong since he was a child. Nothing will happen to him."

Jiang Xinlian pressed her temples: "Please let me calm down alone first."

From her first murder at the age of 12 until now, many people have died because of her in the past six years, but not many.

She has long been an extremely evil person. Who can’t she kill for herself? She is such a bastard who is heartless, unsentimental, and repays kindness with hatred. Knowing her means that Allen has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, but it doesn't matter, she is just such a person.

It doesn't matter, really, it doesn't matter?

Then why not cut both reins? No matter how strong Ellen is, she can't control both sides at the same time. As long as she does this, Ellen will definitely be in trouble today.

So why? Why wasn't this done?

How could she be soft-hearted? She was someone who could even kill her own parents. There was nothing she couldn't do!

She doesn't even have a soul, does she still have a conscience?

"As expected, I hate you the most." She murmured to herself.

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It was approaching noon, and it was pouring rain outside, and Allen hadn't come back yet.

At this time in the past, he should have returned to the manor.

Duke William was a little anxious and called the coachman to ask about Allen's whereabouts and what he had been doing during this time.

In this case, the coachman did not dare to hide anything and told everything.

"Master Allen has been talking to a knight. He said that when the knight agrees to his request, he will propose to Miss Jiang Jiang. I don't know the rest."

Proposal?

Everyone subconsciously glanced at Jiang Xinlian, but Jiang Xinlian looked dazed and stunned.

"Here, master, do you want to send someone to find the young master immediately?" the housekeeper said anxiously.

Duke William closed his eyes: "No, just let him go."

This is what he promised Allen.

"Father..." Jiang Xinlian looked at William, her eyes slightly red, and her lips were murmuring as she wanted to say something.

"Jiang Jiang," he touched his daughter's hair, "Father only hopes that you can be happy."

happiness? But now, she has begun to suffer.

Thinking of his death-defying heart, thinking of him falling in love with someone else and being in pain, making her believe that false love can exist forever, then it would be better for her to die now.

The heavy rain continued until evening, when the servant who had been guarding the door ran in excitedly.

"Master! Miss! Master Allen is back!"

Allen rode the same horse he had taken in the morning. He had obviously come back in a hurry. He had no protection from the rain and was soaked all over.

He turned over and dismounted, and strode up to the crowd. He looked tired but couldn't hide his happiness: "I'm sorry for making everyone worried."

"It's good to be back." Duke William finally let go of his worries and quietly pointed behind him, "Go and comfort Jiang Jiang, she is in a very bad mood."

Allen touched the token in his arms, walked up to the girl and was about to speak: "Jiang Jiang, I..."

Jiang Xinlian took a step back, turned around indifferently, as if she couldn't hear his plea, and hid in her room.

Allen's outstretched hand failed and froze in the air, his blue eyes full of darkness.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Duke William coughed lightly: "Alan, you are still wet. Go take a shower and change clothes."

"Oh, I understand, father." Allen said gloomily.

Maybe it was the daily running around during this period, or maybe it was the wounds on his hands that were not treated immediately. Allen, who was soaked to the skin, started to have a fever that night.

The doctor arrived in time and immediately treated the young master's wound and prescribed medicine. He was amazed in his heart.

I can’t believe it, this young master who is as strong as a bear finally got sick!

Who knows, he has been the doctor of the Scott family for so many years, but this is the first time he has treated the young master for a fever!

Allen was in a state of mental distress. He raised a hand to cover his eyes and groaned weakly: "Jiang Jiang, I want Jiang Jiang."

Duke William originally felt sorry for his son, but after listening to him moaning for a long time, he became impatient and wanted to slap him on the face: "Jiang Jiang has gone to bed a long time ago, are you going to wake her up?"

Let’s see if Jiang Jiang doesn’t kill you.

Allen was aggrieved.

"I won't disturb Jiang Jiang tonight. You take good care of yourself, Ming."

Allen reluctantly said "hmm" and waited until Duke William left the room. He pricked up his ears and heard the footsteps walking away in the corridor. He sat up with a "snap", slipped out of the room, and sneakily touched the door of Jiang Jiang's room. forward.

Jiang Xinlian returned to the room and sat blankly in front of the dressing mirror.

She didn't know what to do.

Although his mind was full of ways to kill someone without being discovered, he couldn't make up his mind or make the move.

Would a despicable person like her still be soft-hearted?

She should selfishly go her own way and act according to her previous plan, and the long-term pain will be worse than the short-term pain.

Jiang Xinlian stood up and took out the poison she had prepared, poured one out and threw it into the teacup. She watched the pill slowly melt in the water and disappeared without a trace. She lowered her eyes slightly and reached out to pick up the teacup.

At this moment, there was a careful knock on the door, fearing that she would not recognize him, and he scratched the door gently, like a puppy scratching outside.

Who else could it be besides Allen?

Jiang Xinlian frowned, but went over to open the door and said with a straight face, "Why are you here so late?"

Allen went to hold her hand pitifully: "Let me in, Jiang Jiang, I'm cold."

His palms were hot and the temperature was astonishingly high. Jiang Xinlian looked at his red face and asked in disbelief: "Are you sick?"

"Well, I have a fever, so can you let me in?"

He didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to stick to Jiang Jiang tonight.

Jiang Xinlian pursed her lips and finally stepped aside, allowing him to enter the house.

"Let me state in advance that you can only stay for a short while and then go back to your room immediately."

If you are not honest when you are sick, you are not afraid of being burned even more foolishly.

"Hmm." Allen agreed.

He was seriously ill this time, with a fever that made him dizzy. His head was dizzy and his mouth was dry. When he saw water in the teacup on the small table, he reached out and put it in his mouth.

Jiang Xinlian heard his rustling voice and wondered what he was doing.

When I turned around, I saw that stupid dog looking for death!