"Chang Qingqing!" Mao Qing opened her mouth and said, she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in for Chang Qingqing, and she couldn't blame her, it was Qiu Yue who framed her, and it was Chu Xiao who made her sad, and these had nothing to do with her Chang Qingqing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And the other party has always been polite to him, and he seems to be very friendly.

"Princess, what's the matter?" Chang Qingqing stepped back, and the sun shone on Mao Qing's face again.

She stood up from the cobblestone and replied in a distant tone, "It's okay." “

After saying that, Mao Qing planned to leave here, she could at most talk to her calmly, but she couldn't live with her in a friendly and cordial way.

But he was stopped by Chang Qingqing's mouth, "I really envy the princess, you can often go home with the Sakura Festival to see, unlike me, since I came to this fairy spirit mountain, I haven't been back once." ”

Maun Qing stopped, wondering why she suddenly talked about it.

Chang Qingqing still said with a smile, "Qingqing is not as favored as the princess, and she loves her father and mother so much. ”

"The princess is so good, how can she not be loved." Mao Qing opened his mouth to comfort.

Chang Qingqing shook her head, "How can Qingqing compare to Princess Sheng Lian, not only in the palace but also loved by the people of Quansheng Lian, if I am so valued by the people of my own country, even if I want to pay for the country, I will not hesitate." ”

"The princess's words are wrong, whether she is loved or not, as a princess of a country, she should dedicate everything to the country, even her life." Mao Qing said, her tone firm, from this it seems that she is not a princess who only knows how to cause trouble.

When Chang Qingqing heard this, as if he had been taught, he nodded and said, "What the princess said is that Qingqing remembers." ”

After speaking, Chang Qingqing gave a salute, "Princess, Qingqing still has something to do, so I will leave first." ”

"Oh." Mao Qing responded, looking at the figure of Ping Ting leaving, and didn't understand what she meant by suddenly coming here to say these brainless words.

I couldn't figure it out, so I just didn't want to, and Mao Qing continued to walk towards the deserted garden, but fortunately, the red feather night was not chasing.

Today, she was a little uneasy and worried about the affairs of Chi Yu Ye, and Chang Qingqing's words also made her upset for no reason.

I sat in the garden for a day, laid out the quilt as soon as it was dark, and prepared to go to bed, so that I would be in a good mood tomorrow.

Lying on the ground, Mao Qing grunted for half the night and didn't fall asleep, opened his eyes, and looked at the roof in a daze, the cherry blossom festival had not yet returned.

"Do you have times when you can't sleep?" The black cat said as he leaned on the table.

Mao Qing turned over, put herself in front of the black cat, and said with her hands on her pillow, "I have a hunch. ”

"What hunch?" The black cat opened its eyes, its turquoise vertical eyes glowing in the darkness.

"Bad premonition." Mao Qing touched his chest and said, "My heart is beating so flustered." ”

The black cat closed its eyes, "It's that you're thinking too much." “

She turned back and lay flat, sighed and closed her eyes, and finally fell asleep after a while.

The next day, when the morning was almost dawn, the Sakura festival party staggered back, the neat clothes he was still wearing in the morning were a little messy, his hair was scattered, he walked in with his eyes stunned and stroked the door frame, his long legs were a step, his legs were weak, and he fell directly to the green.

"Ahh Mao Qing screamed in pain when he was smashed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Sakura Matsuri smashed horizontally on him, and wanted to sit up, but because he was suppressed, he couldn't sit up.

Mao Qing had no choice but to push the cherry blossom festival under him with his hands, but he couldn't sit up, he couldn't use all his strength in his hands, and it was extremely laborious to push.

After trying to push it twice, she spread her hands and poured it back again, it seemed that she had given up on the plan to push the cherry blossom festival away.

Looking at the roof with blank eyes, Mao Qing said in his heart, "Ah~ I'm so tired, so be it." ”

But she wanted to forget it, but Sakura didn't want to sleep honestly.

His hands were scratching the ground indiscriminately, and he moved his head towards the green little by little.

Because of the action of the cherry blossom festival, the green who was smashed below felt that her intestines were about to be crushed out.

couldn't bear it, Mao Qing stretched out his hand and forcefully lifted the cherry blossom festival that changed the position, but it didn't work out, but it still didn't move.

Mao Qing knew that his master was in good shape, but he didn't expect him to be so heavy, because there was too much wine in his stomach!

After unremitting efforts, Sakura Matsuri finally moved his head to the side of the cherry blossom, feeling the strong smell of wine, and the green frowned, turning his face to the other side, but was pulled back by Sakura's big hand.

With this pull of the cherry blossom festival, Mao Qing's head turned around, looking at the face that was close at hand, Mao Qing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move anymore.

His eyelids trembled as he looked at the master's lips that were almost touching his lips, and he couldn't help but swallow and spat at the mouth.

She really hadn't seen the master so closely, but even if she looked at it so closely, the master still couldn't find any flaws on his face.

Master, he was obviously drunk, his face was still a little red, his drunken eyes looked amorous, after he tossed just now, the front of his clothes was mostly open, and his strong chest was exposed, so that Mao Qing glanced at it again and again, although it was not the first time she saw it, but every time she looked at it, she felt that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Sakura held his blue face, his blurry eyes were full of sadness, a few strands of long hair stuck to his face, and slowly spoke, "I, I can't save you... ”

The wine-scented hot breath from his mouth blew on her face, giving her goosebumps, and she didn't have the brains to think about what the master was talking about.

"I, I hurt you, I hurt you, well~ hurt her." Sakura said intermittently, gently stroking the hands holding the blue face.

The hairs on Mao Qing's body exploded, and he felt that his mouth was quite dry.

It was the first time that he found that the master actually had such a side, and as the master's hand gently stroked his face, Mao Qing only felt a hot current flowing out of his nose.

She felt that she had to find a way to escape from here, or she would have to die here.

For some reason, he cautiously raised his hand and wanted to remove the master's hand that was attached to his face, but the hand just touched the master's wrist.

The master on the other side opened his mouth again and said, "Will you forgive me?" ”

The heat made Mao Qing move her eyes from her hand to the master, but this look was no longer moving.

Sakura's eyes looked at Aoi, but not as if he wasn't looking at her, and a line of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, wetting his long eyelashes.

A tear trail was left on his face, sliding across the bridge of his nose and falling.