"Planning" Situ Yuli glanced at Qing'er standing beside him with his spare eyes, and said faintly: "What else do you think I can do?"

As soon as her heart moved, Qing'er knelt down: "If it is for the sake of Qing'er's poison, and Miss betrays the king, Qing'er would rather Miss than save Qing'er."

If she betrayed the king of the west, it would be a hundred times more sad for her than death.

"Qing'er" was stunned for a moment, Situ Yuli helped up Qing'er, who was kneeling beside the couch, and said softly: "Silly Qing'er, do you think that if you say this, I will be able to let it go?"

"But"

"No, but Qing'er doesn't listen to Miss" Situ Yuli stretched out his hand and brushed Qing'er's face, and said with pity: "Go and rest, your face is very bad"

didn't refuse, Qing'er just nodded her head with tears, and her heart was infinitely grateful.

After a thunderstorm, the sky is clear.

Even the grass on the ground was washed green by the rain, and the air was mixed with a fresh earthy scent after the rain.

Nangong Luo Jing flipped through the recital that had just been sent by Nangong Ling this morning, and in such a tranquility, he couldn't calm down for a moment in his heart.

"Bang" slammed the fold in her hand, Nangong Luojing looked up at the endless sky, and saw the group of flying birds flying slowly from the boundless blue sky, and her heart was an indescribable yearning and envy.

When she came here, she never seemed to miss the days before, as if everything that happened in that world since she came here was no longer related to her since then, and in her memory, even the sky above her head was very different from the sky of this world, not good or bad, but the sky here was so clear that it seemed to be able to illuminate a person's heart, and the heart that went astray.

However, feelings are feelings, and they can never come true, at least, to her, that's the hard truth.

She wanted to escape from here, but she was stumped by all kinds of things, she had too many things to do, and too many so-called responsibilities to practice, which didn't give her too much freedom she wanted, she only had yearning for it except yearning.

"Why, Sister Wang still has such leisure time"

The slightly mocking words suddenly sounded in his ears, pulling Nangong Luojing's thoughts back together.

"Sister Wang" Nangong Luo Jing raised her eyes and looked fixedly at the woman in front of her who had not appeared in front of her for many days, but Nangong Ling smiled slightly, and then cast her eyes on the fold that had been placed on the case, and the smile on the corner of her mouth increased a little.

"These twists and turns really make people look at headaches" Nangong Ling seemed to carry the twists and turns that made Nangong Luojing have a headache, and then followed Nangong Luojing's eyes to look at the blue sky, just raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said sarcastically: "I think that at the beginning, the palace saw these folds is a headache, and now it is the turn of my sister to defend the country, Sister Wang is really a little reluctant"

Reluctantly, Nangong Luojing really didn't come out, she had any reluctance, weren't these what she sent.

"Sister Wang is really good at laughing, Sister Wang is reluctant, why send them all to Luo Jing, Sister Wang said this, wouldn't it make those uninformed outsiders misunderstand Luo Jing's merit of Sister Wang" Nangong Luo Jing's eyes never fell on Nangong Ling's body, just stared at everything in front of her in a daze, no matter how sarcastic Nangong Ling was, she was indifferent, because she knew that if everything could be improved just by relying on her mouth, then how could there be so many things in this world.

Anger gradually appeared, Nangong Ling strode in front of Nangong Luojing, blocked in front of her and said: "This palace wants you to be stubborn anymore, do you think that everyone in the world will like you, you think beautifully, even if everyone in the world likes you, I can't like you."

"So what, this is how Sister Wang hates Luo Jing, Sister Wang hopes to make Luo Jing suffer in this way, so that she can get the pleasure of revenge in her heart, right," Nangong Luo Jing was annoyed, the tense woman in front of her seemed to be telling herself that she was just doing all this to make the people she hated painful.

When Nangong Luo Jing said this, the smile on Nangong Ling's face suddenly subsided a little, and was replaced by a look of astonishment, and there seemed to be a trace of doubt: "These are my business"

"Who said it was your business, do you think that the people of the country can let you fool you?"

Angry, this may be the first time Nangong Ling has seen this beautiful face, which even she has to admit that she is jealous of, and her face is full of anger.

"Fool, yes, I just want this patriotic country to perish, so what," she laughed, extremely contemptuous, however, the bitterness at the corner of her mouth inadvertently slowly overflowed.

"Sister Wang really thinks that Luo Jing is annoying to do so many things," Nangong Luo Jing looked at the bitterness that Nangong Luo Jing couldn't help but overflow, and had doubts in her heart, but she didn't know how to relieve that doubt, she had to let it sink, not to mention, she couldn't think calmly now.

"Yes, that's it," Nangong Ling replied with great firmness.

"Then please Sister Wang out, Sister Wang is not welcome in Luoyuan" Dressed in clear clothes, she sat with her back to her, just begging her to give herself a little quiet space, so that she had enough time to figure out how to solve all this.

"You" Nangong Luo Jing's anger made Nangong Ling even more annoyed: "Nangong Luo Jing, you think you can help your father What is all this is just a useless struggle, do you think you are still the queen of Xiling, the king of the west has no time to take care of defending the country, he is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself"

Nangong Ling said everything that should be said and what should not be said in one breath, and it was not until he said it that there was a trace of regret on his face.

"What do you say, what kind of mud bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect itself" Nangong Luojing never thought about it, when it came to Xiling, her heart was still so concerned, she only felt a suffocation in her chest, and even breathing became a problem.

Since then, that person, that city, that kingdom has become her concern.

"Why, nervous" I didn't expect a trace of urgency on Nangong Luojing's face, which was seen through by Nangong Ling at a glance, and even her anxious heart was seen through by those eyes.

"Aren't you very smart, you can check it yourself, this palace will never tell you a word"

Nangong Ling slowly approached, Nangong Luo Jing could only retreat at a loss, at this moment, her heart was uneasy, and Nangong Ling's words were still lingering in her ears, what happened during this period, why did she say this.

There is no way to retreat, when Nangong Luo Jing was pondering, her body had already touched something cold, and when she glanced at it, she saw an antique vase behind her, as long as she took a step back, the thing behind her would fall due to instability.

"Luo Jing already knows what to know, and he doesn't need Sister Wang to tell Luo Jing what to do next" Nangong Luo Jing said as he moved, and his body moved to the side, but he didn't expect that Nangong Ling's approach still didn't prevent the porcelain from falling.

"Come on, come and clean up here" With a cold condensation, Nangong Luo Jing instructed the palace people outside the door.

"Yes," the palace man replied nonoly.

"None of you are allowed to come over and clean up" Nangong Ting also said in a cold voice: "It's enough to let the princess clean up herself"

Nangong Luo Jing twisted his eyebrows, stared at the Nangong Spirit in front of him who was deliberately making things difficult for him without saying a word, and then squatted down and picked up the pieces on the ground one by one, just touching it lightly, and there were small wounds on his hands.

"What are you doing" The deep male voice suddenly resounded throughout the room like spring thunder.

Lan Lingxu, Nangong Luo Jing listened to the voice of the visitor, and he had already recognized that this voice belonged to Lan Lingxu, and with a shake of his hand, he actually made a big cut.

"Lord" Nangong Ling called casually, only to see that the eyes of the people outside the door always fell on Nangong Luo Jing, who was squatting, and seeing the blood spilling from the wound, the gloomy color between his eyebrows deepened a little.

Then he strode into the room in desperation.

Nangong Ling stepped forward and said coquettishly: "Lord Wang, why bother with her" looked at Nangong Luo Jing with even more disdain in his eyes, treating his wounds indifferently.

"Go away" is just that she would never have thought that Lan Lingxu would push herself away in such a tone.

What she didn't expect was that Lan Lingxu actually squatted down to check Nangong Luo Jing's injured hand.

"What kind of intentions is this Wang Ye, Luo Jing doesn't think that Wang Ye is so kind, there is no other plan" Nangong Luo Jing glanced at Lan Lingxu coldly, and when he reached out to take the fragments on the ground, he was grabbed by Lan Lingxu's hand fiercely.

"Come on, immediately tidy up this place for this king" and then pulled Nangong Luo Jing up.

"Let go" Nangong Luo Jing shook off the hand that was holding him fiercely, but at that moment, the pain in his fingertips gradually spread again.

Seeing her resist like this, Lan Lingxu's heart twitched tightly, and said coldly: "Princess, don't think that this king is pitying you, it's just that this king wants you to remember that the princess promised this king to do it for this king as soon as possible."

"Luo Jing had already guessed that with the patience of the prince, he would not be able to wait long, Luo Jing remembered that he once said that the prince did not have to be so anxious."

"The princess knows that this king doesn't have this patience, so it's hard to ask this king to sit still" Murong He glanced at Nangong Luo Jing coldly, and didn't dare to look at Nangong Luo Jing for a moment, didn't dare to look directly

Even he didn't understand why this was happening, and since when he had changed so much about her

Seeing her being bullied just now, seeing the blood spilling from her fingertips, he felt a pang of distress in his heart, that kind of feeling he had never had, in the face of a person, a person who was used as a pawn by himself, he couldn't bear it

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