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Li Xuan, who was on the side, raised his head and swept back and forth between King Qi and Qi Qing'er, and a little realization flashed between his black eyebrows, "If Your Highness has nothing else to do, your subordinates will retire first, and this trip to Gushan should not stay too long." ”

King Qi nodded, and Li Xuan disappeared into the four-corner pavilion very neatly.

In the four-cornered pavilion under the heavy snow, only she and King Qi were left at this time.

Qi Qing'er moved her body slightly, stepped on heavy and light steps, paced a few steps, and walked in front of King Qi, but she didn't look at King Qi, she continued to look at the heavy snow, her red lips opened lightly, "I can help His Highness overthrow King Ling and the forces behind him, and help His Highness regain the position of the prince, but His Highness wants to promise me one condition." ”

King Qi said without thinking: "The case is ...... overturned"

"It's not just about overturning the case, I want your father to personally admit his mistake and clear his grievances for the heroic soul of the Qi family!" She bites every word clearly.

King Qi's father, that is the emperor who is high.

If you want him to admit his mistake, it is better than ascending to the sky, how could a person like Qi Qing'er not know this truth.

In short, if Emperor Gao wants to admit his mistake, it must be an injury with no room for injury.

She turned around, her apricot eyes met King Qi's eyes, and she wanted to know whether she was important to King Qi or his father in his heart.

King Qi's peach blossom eyes are bottomless.

He and his father have long lost their father-son relationship.

Qi Qing'er's condition is not harsh, for the Qi family and his own mother, the Yang family, to truly clear the grievances, it is also necessary for his father's own handwriting.

In this way, thousands of subjects can be convinced.

He knew Qi Qing'er's stubbornness, but he didn't expect that the old man in front of him had no intention of renewing his relationship with him.

After the case was overturned, after he became the prince, they could still be together justifiably.

But at this time, Qi Qing'er seemed to have forgotten this, and she had long forgotten about the marriage contract.

King Qi's peach blossom eyes were filled with tears.

"Okay, I will definitely let my father tell the world about the grievances of the Qi family, and return your innocence to your life!"

It was the answer she wanted.

Qi Qing'er closed her eyes slightly, and her apricot eyes swept between King Qi's eyes again.

Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said that he was unable to keep such a promise. Qi Qing'er hesitated at this moment, could she still believe his promise.

"How can you make me believe in you?"

As soon as these words came out, King Qi's ears could no longer hear the sound of the wind blowing snow outside the four-cornered pavilion, and he seemed to only hear the sound of blood boiling in his heart.

She didn't believe him!

King Qi raised a hand, his slender fingers were a little red from the cold air, and he approached Qi Qing'er little by little, and there was a sadness between his picturesque eyebrows.

"You, don't believe me......"

Qi Qing'er looked at King Qi's eyes, she felt King Qi's outstretched hand, this hand with a scar the size of a soybean, she closed her eyes gently, and then turned around to avoid King Qi's hand.

Her petal-soft lips pulled out a shallow smile, just about to speak.

Countless snowflakes suddenly fell into the quadrangular pavilion, carrying a cold cold wind, blowing the entire quadrangular pavilion.

The corners of her and King Qi's clothes were raised wantonly.

Before Qi Qing'er could go and see who it was, she had already been embraced into a warm embrace.

It's Yan Song! How did he get here?

"His Royal Highness King Qi, you have already broken your trust once, my Qing'er naturally can't trust you!" Yan Song lightly picked up his triangular eyes, hugged Qi Qing'er affectionately on one side, and released cold arrows at King Qi on the other.

At present, King Qi is suffering the blow of Qi Qing'er's distrust, and for Yan Song, who suddenly broke in, he couldn't react in time for a while to protect Qi Qing'er under his arm.

He pursed his thin lips and stood in place.

The cold and picturesque face showed a complex expression of reluctance, entanglement, intolerance and affection.

The words "my Qing'er" instantly made King Qi's whole heart cold to below zero, and he looked at Qi Qing'er who was snuggled in Yan Song's arms in pain.

The atmosphere in the quadrangular pavilion instantly seemed to freeze.

Qi Qing'er stood in the pavilion for a long time, even if she had the vitality transmitted by King Qi, she was basically dissolved by the cold poison in her body at this moment.

She snuggled in Yan Song's arms, even if she pushed Yan Song's heart away now, she didn't have the strength.

She raised her somewhat pale face, and her lips were about to rise.

Yan Song raised a finger and gently landed on her red lips, and then gave her an ambiguous expression not to speak.

"Shhhh The sound is like a flowing stream of water.

This scene was too hurtful, and King Qi's heart throbbed violently.

He knew the heirlooms of the Eight Great Rivers and Lakes, and he found the people around the Eight Great Rivers and Lakes Sect Master twice, so he naturally knew who the man in front of him was covered in white brocade.

This reminded him of the Tulong jade pendant that Qi Qing'er was wearing around his neck.

She can have such an heirloom, and it must have something to do with the man who hugged her.

King Qi's breathing began to be rapid, and his heart rate gradually became unstable.

He lifted his lead-filled foot and walked to Qi Qing'er's side. The snow sprinkled on the dark gray brocade robe had melted by his body heat, and spots like hanging stars appeared.

He tried his best to slow down his thoughts, endured the heart-wrenching pain, and said, "Qing'er, this king hopes that you can understand that if you want to overturn the case, only this king can fulfill your wish!" ”

The tone was unusually steady.

Qi Qing'er was a little disappointed in his heart when he heard this, wasn't he jealous?

Yan Song hugged her like this and talked to her so intimately, King Qi was really not jealous at all?

Qi Qing'er laughed at herself for being so disappointed.

Yan Song hugged Qi Qing'er's hand and stiffened for a moment, King Qi's words were right, what he could help as a person in the rivers and lakes was to help Qi Qing'er enter Beijing, and he had nothing to do about the rest.

But he didn't expect King Qi to be so calm, Yan Song's thin lips hooked slightly, and he approached Qi Qing'er's soft lips, "Don't forget, you promised me to go on a long trip with me after the case was overturned." ”

The tone is slow and domineering.

After speaking, Yan Song frowned slightly, and leaned his head towards Qi Qing'er's soft lips.

Qi Qing'er suddenly felt the burning breath on her lips, and instinctively dodged back, but Yan Song's hand behind her tightened violently, and she couldn't move.

Yan Song's wanton predatory aura was coming.

At this moment, she inadvertently glanced at King Qi, but saw that he was indifferent to the heavy snow, and a wave of cold ripples rippled in her heart, and she no longer dodged in the face of Yan Song's kiss.

And her obedience completely aroused the anger of Qi Qing'er's love, which had been pressurized in King Qi's heart for fifteen years.

In an instant, a wanton cold wind once again stirred up in the four corner pavilions.

Qi Qing'er only felt the traction at her arm, and then she broke away from Yan Song's embrace, and the sandalwood that came to her nose made her suddenly feel a sense of relief.

She didn't have the strength to struggle, nor did she want to struggle.

With the arm strength of King Qi's traction, the two drew a perfect arc in the pavilion, and in an instant, the two moved to the other corner of the pavilion at the same time.

Yan Song's hand was loosened, and the kiss of Shicai was too involved and forgot to take precautions.

Whenever he hugged Qi Qing'er in his arms, his mind always couldn't grasp what was going to happen around him.

At this time, Yan Song lowered his jaw and raised his eyes, and his triangular eyes were close to King Qi.

He knew that the King of Qi in front of him was someone Qi Qing'er had never forgotten in the past fifty years, and it was precisely because of this that he couldn't stand Qi Qing'er having any physical contact with him.

His heart sank, and Yan Song quickly drew out his soft sword. (To be continued.) )