"Xiao Ge'er, are you joking with me?" Mu Qingge's words made Duanmu Liuyue turn cold in front of Mu Qingge for the first time, and he didn't even glance at the official Tianxiang.

Mu Qingge spread his hands: "I didn't mean that. ”

Of course, she is not a grievance for the officials, and she is not a virgin, but she does not have such leisure and leisure.

However, a few people who rolled down were more seriously injured than she expected.

There were many stones on the road, and there were many weeds and barbs, and they rolled down all the way, in fact, several women were not lightly injured, except for the cut wounds, several of their faces had blood marks and bruises from the impact of the stones.

Mu Qingge glanced over there and found that whether it was Yan Tianxiang, the two Ye sisters, or Zhao Ning'er, there was a large bruise on his forehead, and one side of his face was stained with blood red.

The best situation is Qin Ziqing.

She was injured a lot, but not on her face and head, Mu Qingge thought for a while, and then vaguely remembered that Qin Ziqing seemed to protect his head with his hands when he rolled down.

The worst condition is the incense.

"Yan Tianxiang is your nominal wife in the end. Mu Qingge looked at Duanmu Liuyue, who was ignorant of the official Tianxiang, and remembered that he used to tease Mu Ruxing with a smile, and Duanmu Liuyue, who did not make people ashamed and angry, and ran away to avoid Duanmu Liuyue, sighed, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "I am also worried that you will cause dissatisfaction if you ignore her so much, and make Xiaoxing even more sad." ”

Duanmu Liuyue pursed her lips and was silent, and only sneered after a moment.

"Well, looking at you like this, you are confident. Mu Qingge smiled: "It's that I'm too worried." ”

Duanmu Liu's face turned pale, and he returned to the suave Duanmu Liuyue, and teased: "Little Ge'er, don't put too much thought on me, otherwise, some people will drink takeoff vinegar, but it will not be forgiving." ”

Mu Qingge: "......"

Duanmu Liuyue also stopped in moderation, and said lightly: "If you make such a play today, it is estimated that we will not be able to play." ”

"I think so, too. Mu Qingge looked at the halfway way he had already walked, as well as the fiery red maple trees on the plain below, "We have all come here, but we still can't play, it's a pity." ”

Duanmu Liuyue was silent, and glanced at the few unconscious women who were in a mess, injured and unconscious, his eyes were slightly heavy, and he turned his eyes and glanced at Rong Jue.

Rong Jue, who was holding Ji Ziyan, happened to look at him as well, and the two looked at each other.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qingge asked with raised eyebrows when he saw the two of them looking at each other thoughtfully.

Rong Jue touched her hair and soothed her, and several injured women looked over and asked Rong Sheng, "How is the situation?"

"Princess Duanmu was the most seriously injured. As Rong Sheng spoke, he glanced at Duanmu Liuyue.

Mu Qingge listened on the sidelines, and it took a while to realize that what Rong Sheng said about Princess Duanmu was referring to the official Tianxiang, and she was slightly surprised: "Aren't you the prince, when did you become a hereditary title?"

"Xiao Ge'er, I'm the one who asked you not to care too much about me, but I'm also your friend after all, don't you know when I will have a hereditary title?" Duanmu Liuyue was really angry by Mu Qingge's question.

Mu Qingge's face turned pale, and he secretly glanced at Rong Jue: "That, could it be that it was a recent day?"

Duanmu Liuyue fanned the fan whirring, and said angrily: "What is it that recently, you haven't married the Living Yama King, and this son has already had a hereditary title, okay?"

The corners of Mu Qingge's mouth twitched, and she reminded: "In that case, why do you keep calling yourself the son of the world?" Moreover, it seems that everyone calls her...... Duanmu Shizi?

Duanmu Liuyue: "Isn't it okay for this king to be low-key?"

"Heh, some people are really shameless, Princess Duanmu is injured and unconscious, and she is still pulling other people's husbands to talk and laugh!" Zhao Ning'er's face did not wipe off the blood, it was red, she glared at Mu Qingge and Duanmu Liuyueyi, and then looked at the unconscious Yan Tianxiang and sneered.

"Ning'er!"

The woman who was not injured here admired Qingge and Yang Liuli, Yang Liuli went to help the officials to add incense, men and women are not kissed, and other men are not easy to help, Rong Qingzhi was originally going to reach out to help Zhao Ning'er up, but seeing her disrespectful words, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Hugh is rude, and I am not afraid of making people see jokes!"

"See a joke?" When Zhao Ning'er heard it, she seemed to have thought of some joke, and looked at Rong Qingzhi with a smile: "Uncle Cousin, you don't think it's ridiculous if you say it! If your mind is known, then it's not a joke, it's just ridiculous!"

Rong Qingzhi's face was ugly.

Others were confused by Zhao Ning'er's words.

"Hahaha, don't you dare to say it?"

Zhao Ning'er looked up and laughed.

"Ning'er, Hugh has to be rude to Uncle Huang. It was Rong Sheng who spoke this time, he reached out to help her up, and said with a slightly gloomy face.

Zhao Ning'er pinched Rong Qingzhi with bad intentions: "Second cousin, I am not wrong, didn't you see that Uncle Cousin was poked by me, didn't you dare to say anything?"

Complaining and resentful, he turned his gaze to Rong Jue.

She was injured, but Rong Jue didn't look at her from beginning to end!

He was so cruel to her!

Half of her face was bloody, and she stared at people like this, which really made people panic.

Mu Qingge glanced at it, then turned his head away and stopped looking, and he didn't know if it was because several people were injured and shed a lot of blood, the smell of blood was too strong, she was pregnant with a child, she didn't like it, she suddenly felt slightly uncomfortable, and she was a little nauseated.

Because of Zhao Ning'er's words, Rong Jue's face was a little ugly, but he noticed Mu Qingge's complexion, twisted his eyebrows, walked over, and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Before Mu Qingge could answer, Zhao Ning'er sneered: "Pretend to be here! Those of us who have rolled down in a circle are not as troubled as you!" In her opinion, Mu Qingge deliberately pretended to be weak to attract Rong Jue's attention!

Zhao Ning'er's words made Rong Jue's face turn cold, and her eyes swept her like a cold knife: "I suspect that Fang Cai is not injured enough, and you want me to throw you down from here with my own hands?"

Zhao Ning'er's face turned pale, she was afraid and aggrieved, and she couldn't help but accuse: "Brother Jue, you treat me like this! Where am I inferior to her, you have to do this to me three or four times for her!"

Rong Jue ignored Zhao Ning'er, because he found that Mu Qingge's face was even worse.

For some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart, and stuffed Ji Ziyan, who had stopped sobbing in his arms, into Duanmu Liuyue's arms, grabbed Mu Qingge's hand, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Mu Qingge shook his head: "I don't know either...... Gott~"

Before she could finish speaking, her chest tightened, and without warning, she felt sick to her stomach and wanted to vomit.

However, she couldn't vomit anything.

But he kept retching, but after a while, his face was as pale as paper!