Chapter 158, Qi Qing
For a long time, He Xiao didn't look up, but still slowly tasted the tea in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Rehmannia and Yi Ruo sat in the pavilion outside the bamboo forest, and no one said a word.
Shui Muqing stabbed Du Weiwei on the day he hit, and his mind was more or less chaotic, sitting in front of He Xiao at this moment, he paused for a long time before slowly re-speaking: "Lord Wang, Shui Muqing ......"
Before he finished speaking, He Xiao's eyes suddenly raised and stared at the woman in front of him.
Shui Muqing was obviously stunned, and then smiled shallowly, but it was full of gloom.
He Xiao's black eyes didn't move, and fell on Shui Muqing's face, for a long time, until Shui Muqing thought that He Xiao was out of his mind, and his voice fell low.
"You've lost weight."
Roughly, the blossoming of people's hearts is the state of Shui Muqing at the moment. It was just three words, and the stiff smile on his face had already faded away with cheers, and the water in his eyes was shining, as if a cluster of lights had lit up in the boundless darkness, which directly illuminated Shui Muqing's heart.
As soon as the words of "He ......" were about to call He Xiao, Shui Muqing stopped suddenly, because at the same moment, she heard a name that she never wanted to hear again in her life.
"Qi Qing."
He Xiao leaned back on the back of the chair, her eyebrows were light, she looked at Shui Muqing, and called out the name.
Shui Muqing's eyes widened suddenly, her lips began to tremble, and what kept coming to her mind were timid-looking pictures.
"No...... No...... No...... I'm not Qi Qing, I'm not Qi Qing, I'm Shui Muqing, Shui Muqing! Staggered to her feet, the chair behind Shui Muqing had fallen to the ground suddenly, and when the words came to the end, it was almost a screaming voice, her palm slapped the table, and the horror in her eyes made her body tremble more and more.
He Xiao's brows furrowed slightly, and then he calmed down, looked at the crazy woman in front of him, drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, and then turned it lightly, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the tea cup was already flying forward quickly, impartially, and it hit Shui Muqing's side neck.
only heard a loud voice, Shui Muqing's crazy roar suddenly stopped, her body suddenly softened, and she fell to the ground, but her expression was still sober, but it was this ruthless blow that made her lost heart clear.
Lying on his side, his fair face was pressed against the cold ground, and the tears in Shui Muqing's eyes finally fell, and he fell to the ground along the side of his face, wetting a small place.
He Xiao's body finally moved, and the dark blue golden boots fell in front of Shui Muqing.
"Why, you forgot what your name was?" The indifferent voice came out, and He Xiao's eyes lowered and fell on Shui Muqing's face.
A mocking smile slowly appeared on his lips, Shui Muqing's hands trembled, trying to support his body, but when he was about to get up, he felt a pain in his back, and then fell down heavily.
Qi Qing ...... I haven't forgotten ......" his voice trembled and spoke, and what appeared in front of him was the unbearable picture of himself.
The ink-colored figure slowly squatted down, He Xiao's hand slowly raised, and gradually approached Shui Muqing's face, but before the hand touched her face, it was slowly moving down.
Shui Muqing's eyes kept drooping, and in his heart, he was already cold to the extreme.
He Xiao's hand moved extremely slowly, moving down from where her hair was, over her eyebrows, over her eyes, over her nose, and over her lips.
Shui Muqing's body shrank back slightly, and the fear in his heart was slowly rising.
I saw that in the next moment, He Xiao's big palm had already locked Shui Muqing's neck, and then dragged her up from the ground with force.
At that moment, Shui Muqing only felt that the person in front of him was not He Xiao, but a powerful ghost from hell.
"Ah...... The gradually dissipating breath of ...... made Shui Muqing realize that He Xiao was really ruthless this time, and grabbed He Xiao's hand with both hands, and kept slapping and scratching.
The light in He Xiao's eyes was getting richer and thicker, and his big palm used more and more force, strangling the neck of the woman in front of him.
"Save ...... Help me...... Help ......" only felt that the air in his nose was getting thinner and thinner, Shui Muqing's eyes were strangled wider and wider, his body slowly vacated under He Xiao's strength, his hand had begun to pinch He Xiao's big palm hard, and his mouth began to scream for help with all his might.
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Outside the bamboo house, the three of them were sitting, and on the stone table in front of them, there was a plate of pastries covered with a warm cloth.
Yi Ruo's head was lowered, and he couldn't distinguish his expression.
Huang, as always, remained silent and did not speak.
The ground sank for a long time, but he finally couldn't hold back, and pretended to open his mouth easily: "Yi Ruo, it's hard for you to go out of the palace, you can taste this pastry, but it was sent from Jiezilou." ā
For a long time, no one answered.
Only the wind, blowing more and more on the earth.
"Ahem......" clenched his fists, covered his face a little embarrassed, and in a blink of an eye, his words were still relaxed, and he picked up a piece of pastry and ate it: "Yi Ruo, you have been in the palace for so long, there must be a lot of interesting things, tell us something." When he spoke, there was a hint of flattery on his face.
This time, Yi Ruo raised his head, but the light in his eyes was obviously looking at the ground like he was looking at a fool.
"You're idle?" A cold female voice sounded.
His face froze suddenly, he just bit half of the pastry in his mouth, stopped moving, looked at Yi Ruo, and then withdrew his eyes to look at Huang, who had not spoken, but he didn't know whether to swallow this bite or spit it out.
In the next moment, the three of them had heard the faint sound of help coming from inside the house.
Yi Ruo was the first to react, his brows froze suddenly, and his body moved towards the bamboo house in an instant.
Huang's movements were not far behind, and he flew towards the bamboo house immediately behind Yi Ruo.
The half-bitten pastry was still in his mouth, and his eyes widened as he watched the backs of the two leaving, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Huh? Limen (you) ......" the mouth of the food was already slurred, and the next moment, the ground was slamming out the half-chewed pastry in his mouth, "Wait for me! ā
When the figure just landed in front of the bamboo house, the expression of the ground was already rapidly condensed.
Huang's figure stood a little in front of the ground, and Yi Ruo had already rushed into the room, and the movements in his hands were already fighting with He Xiao.
Shui Muqing knelt on the ground with a pale face, gasping for breath and coughing constantly.
Yi Ruo's arm was already encircling He Xiao's big palm, He Xiao didn't move, his eyes were heavy, looking at Yi Ruo.
"Lord Wang, Shui Muqing can't die." Yi Ruo knew in his heart that if the prince exerted his strength again at this moment, he would never be able to resist it, but in the current situation, Shui Muqing could never die. (To be continued.) )