407 closed-door

"As long as this seat goes to the fan clan and says that this seat wants to be a sister and son-in-law, there are more people who want to give a dowry, and then you don't regret it!" Yueli's glass eyes flashed with brilliance, and she looked at Zi Qianhuan with a smile like a fox, and made a gesture to withdraw her jade-like palm.

"Here you go, you're here!" Zi Qianhuan was extremely unwilling to put the jade bottle into Yueli's hand, but a faint warmth flashed in his eyes, since it was given to Yue'er, why did he have to feel distressed.

The reason why he behaved like this was because he didn't want this friend who was more shrewd than a fox to see what he was thinking!

For Murong Yue, Zi Qianhuan couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt.

When she first met, she desperately saved her subordinates, and when she saw her again, a peacock dance in the imperial garden was amazing, and when she approached her, the amazing and brilliant unparalleled wisdom......

I don't know when, her every move saw him in his eyes and entered his heart, so that he unconsciously and inadvertently began to pursue her figure......

Until......

until she learned that her lover was her nephew......

On that day, he sat quietly by the lotus pond in the imperial garden of the Beichen Palace for a day, until the sweet wine intoxicated his body and mind...... When I woke up again, I hid the beauty of this first encounter deep in my heart!

Even so, when he saw Murong Yue crashing into the arms of the murderous Zi Xinhao so thrillingly, Zi Qianhuan almost couldn't suppress the horror in his heart and screamed.

At the same time that King Chen was running, who knew that he had also used all his strength to rush to Murong Yue's side and protect her behind him......

Fortunately, at that moment, Yueli had already taken the lead and saved Murong Yue, otherwise, he couldn't imagine what kind of crazy actions he would make when he witnessed that kind of heartbreak and heartbreaking death again......

Taking a deep breath, Zi Qianhuan perfectly hid all his thoughts under that cynical and charming face, looked at the moon glass that took the jade bottle into his arms, picked his black hair that slipped down the placket with his perfect jade fingers, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is worthy of being taught by Qingyan's girl, the dignified Fan Clan Throne, it is actually such a forcible thing!" ”

Yueli's ridicule of Zi Qianhuan was extremely calmly accepted, and she was not ashamed at all, but said proudly: "My family Qingyan said, my brother is used for use, the use value is gone, if you can sell it, you should be happy, for so many years, your use value has been high, and it has not fallen to the point of being betrayed by me!" ”

The corners of Zi Qianhuan's mouth twitched slightly, looking at a certain guy who was already developing in the direction of wife and slave, he couldn't help but despise the woman in the fan clan who was in the name of a saint, but secretly engaged in despicable and shameless conspiracy and calculating sanctimonious things.

Look at Qingyan Na Nizi, what kind of posture she has trained a dignified throne to be*, her behavior and temperament are comparable to that of a robber. According to what he said, could it be that he was glad that he could be blackmailed and deprived by this guy again and again?

"You hurry up and cure this Yao Cai'er, we only have a month to come out, and your spiritual power to recover, but it will take twenty days, we go out of the outside world this time, the people on that side must have learned the news, if you can't recover your spiritual power before you go back, I'm afraid there will be trouble on the road!" After seeing Yao Cai'er's face recover and continue to be bloody, Zi Qianhuan knew that the role of the Nine Transformation Spirit Lu Dan had been played, and after reminding Yueli, he stood aside and guarded him.

Yueli nodded, no longer speaking, but concentrating on treating Yao Cai'er's injuries......

Yao Cai'er's injury was obviously much heavier than the previous injury of King Chen, and the people outside the door waited for an hour before they saw Zi Qianhuan open the door and take Yao Cai'er away.

After seeing Yao Cai'er, who was breathing long and seemed to be asleep, Xing Yan was so surprised that he knelt on the ground, and after snorting his head three times towards Yueli, he carefully picked up Yao Cai'er and exited the door.

Murong Yue's heart tightened slightly when he saw Yueli sitting cross-legged on the big bed, closing his eyes and pranayama, obviously recovering his internal strength, and asked Zi Qianhuan: "Moon Throne, has he hurt his vitality?" ”

Murong Yue is no longer the person who doesn't know anything about martial arts, and he knows that this kind of thing of treating people's injuries with internal strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface, Yao Cai'er's dying appearance before, anyone who sees it feels powerless to return to the sky, but in Yueli's hands, it only took an hour to let Yao Cai'er return to normal.

There is no absolute good thing in this world, often while getting it, there must be a relative pay, but I am afraid that the hardships paid by the moon glass in this hour are also unimaginable to ordinary people.

Murong Yue was even more uneasy after thinking of Yueli's resolute refusal before, she was a smart person, and she knew that if it weren't for her own words, Yueli would never agree to save Yao Cai'er, so if something happened to Yueli because of this, she was afraid that she would never forgive herself in this life!

Zi Qianhuan felt Murong Yue's uneasiness, and hurriedly raised a charming smile and said, "Yue'er, you don't need to worry, Yueli just consumes too much spiritual power, and he needs to meditate and cultivate for a period of time to recover, and it will be fine!" ”

"That'...... When he wakes up, I'll thank him again! Murong Yue bit her red lip and said, in just two days, Yueli has helped them more than once, and at this moment, Murong Yue's heart has disappeared without a trace of the resentment that Yueli beat King Chen to the point where she was injured, not to mention, she knew very well in her heart that Yueli taught King Chen a lesson like that, because King Chen had put herself in danger before.

Zi Qianhuan looked at Murong Yue's stunning face with apology and gratitude with warm eyes, a faint and warm look on her charming face, and nodded lightly: "You have been tired for a few days, and your body must not have recovered yet, go and rest first!" When Yueli wakes up, I'll tell you! ”

As he spoke, Zi Qianhuan's glowing gaze drifted over King Chen's body as if out of nowhere, obviously signaling King Chen to listen to his words in his ears, so that Murong Yue could "rest well" and stop making any more undue movements.

King Chen saw that his uncle, who was the same age as him, looked like this, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't help but blush with a bewildering face, and coughed lightly very uncomfortably, looking at the situation, yesterday's movement in the carriage sounded like no one escaped the ears of his uncle!

King Chen understood Zi Qianhuan's words, Murong Yue naturally didn't come over without understanding, and at the moment he only felt that his pretty face was hot and panicked, and he didn't dare to say a word, he quickly turned around and fled into his room, turned around and tied the door to no longer let people who shouldn't have entered.

"Uncle!" King Chen looked at Zi Qianhuan helplessly, obviously not expecting Zi Qianhuan to do such a ridiculous thing.

Zi Qianhuan shrugged his shoulders very innocently, his slender jade fingers picked up the long hair on his shoulders, and glanced at his nephew who had the same charm as him in front of him, and said: "This seat didn't say anything, you wait for yourself to think wildly, how can this seat influence your thoughts?" If it's okay, go to rest early, don't bear the injury of your body, and think about the thoughts that shouldn't be there! ”

After speaking, Zi Qianhuan "slammed the door!" It was closed, and it didn't matter if it would hit the bridge of King Chen's straight nose, so he lazily lay down on the beauty couch like this, in order to protect the moon glass that was recovering her spiritual power on the bed.

King Chen looked at the door that was thrown by Zi Qianhuan, and he was very glad that he hid quickly, otherwise he would have finally preserved a perfect face under Yueli's hands, and he would have broken his appearance in the hands of his own brother-in-law!

Shi Shiran walked a few steps and came to Murong Yue's closed door, King Chen smiled brightly, and simply gave up the idea of knocking on the door, but his body flickered, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Murong Yue's window.

The leisurely expression, when he saw the window that was tightly closed by Murong Yue, suddenly disappeared without a trace, looking at the closed window door with his mouth open, King Chen's face no longer saw a trace of smile, after hearing the faint laughter around him, His Royal Highness King Chen, who had always been elegant and indifferent, finally darkened the unparalleled face that charmed the world......

This Nizi actually gave herself a closed door?

Damn, didn't she know that after she got used to falling asleep with her delicate and fragrant body, if she lost her fragrant snow lotus fragrance, she would never be able to sleep again?

It's all to blame Zi Qianhuan, who is an elder, but doesn't do the things of elders, and actually comes to ridicule his brother-in-law who is a junior, knowing that his family's Yue'er is thin-skinned and can't stand ridicule, and deliberately makes fun of them in front of himself......

"Yue'er!" King Chen stood pitifully in front of the window and cried softly, hoping that he could use the most aggrieved voice to arouse the pity of the lover in the room, and let himself into the house to gather.

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Small Theatre:

A certain star accused someone very aggrievedly: Uncle, why do you want to frame me like this?

Purple Throne squinted: I, an elder, haven't eaten meat yet, but you eat braised pork every day, do you treat the two singles next door as nothing?

King Chen angrily pointed at an unscrupulous throne: You are obviously jealous that I can get Yue'er! You are disrespectful to the old! You peep at Yue'er!

The purple throne slapped a palm away from someone who didn't know what to do: Get out, it's hard to dismantle it, understand?