"How many times have you fed me?"

Ye Qinzhu's face was slightly red, and she asked this question as tactfully as possible.

"Until you spit out the mother, about twenty times. Yang Qingjue said.

Three years ago, he never thought that he would have close contact with Ye Qinzhu again, and it would be such a scene.

The girl's mouth was full of filthy slime, and he took a bowl of bitter potion and fed her one bite at a time, while preventing her from spitting it out again.

"These ingredients don't work for me, they don't get in the way. He felt his palm being poked lightly by a finger, and raised his hand to arrange Ye Qinzhu's loose fine hair.

Ye Qinzhu hummed softly, tilted his head, and said to him:

"I want to sleep for a while. ”

Her hands slowly clenched into fists, gathering strength.

Despite the pain all over her body, she wanted to try her best.

If Ye Qinzhu just wanted to rest, she would naturally not emphasize anything to Yang Qingjue, and the meaning of her current words, Yang Qingjue understood it after a little thought.

"I see. He said, getting up and leaving.

Before he left the bed, a force swept up from his waist.

He turned his head in surprise and saw the tightly wrapped bandages on Ye Qinzhu's arms.

Ye Qinzhu used all his strength and threw himself down from the bed.

The muscles in his hands kept coming from the pain, Ye Qinzhu enjoyed the pain, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"Bamboo ......" She heard Yang Qingjue's voice, the living Ye Qinzhu, the living Yang Qingjue.

"Jue, turn around. She said.

She stretched out her hand to touch Yang Qingjue's face.

The bandage went straight to her fingertips, almost enveloping her as a person, except for her head.

Yang Qingjue did not disobey, he obediently sat back on the side of the bed and gently held Ye Qinzhu's shoulder.

"You're taking advantage of me. Ye Qinzhu laughed.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and approached the longing smile in a good-natured manner.

"So what?"

Yang Qingjue heard a chuckle, and immediately, Ye Qinzhu reached out and pressed his shoulder, used all his strength on his upper body, and pressed down sharply.

Yang Qingjue was caught off guard and was successfully pressed by Ye Qinzhu at the end of the bed.

The girl's smile was a little playful, she smiled brightly, but tears rolled down uncontrollably.

She lifted the other's jaw, quickly lowered her head, and opened her mouth the moment of contact.

"Then don't blame me, get revenge even harder. ”

The helpless girl was quickly pushed back to the head of the bed.

Yang Qingjue didn't give her a chance to lie down, half-supporting the back of the girl's head, and fused with it vigorously.

His hand touched Ye Qinzhu's waist, reminding himself that Ye Qinzhu was covered in wounds many times before he suppressed his urge to untie the bandage.

"My bamboo, it seems to be too proactive. He laughed.

Ye Qinzhu's little face was flushed, she threw herself into it, and the whole person was buried in Yang Qingjue's arms.

The water is murmuring, and the beautiful concubine teases the swimming fish in the water and watches her own reflection in the water.

"Panchun, am I beautiful?" asked Concubine Mei.

"Niangniang is extremely beautiful in Anguo. ”

Panchun replied.

"I can't compare to your third lady. Concubine Mei cocked her nails and helped Panchun get up.

Let's go.

She didn't speak, she just lip synched.

Concubine Mei Shi Shiran walked, and Tingting entered the golden hall.

I heard that the emperor's palace master nourishes his heart, I wonder if Yuan Ning is here, has he also been nourished?

"Concubine, see the emperor. She said.

"What are you doing here?" the man who looked up frowned, as if displeased.

At this time, Anguo is not peaceful.

The remnants of the old party have not been completely eliminated, and Yuanning, as the backbone of Anguo, has countless government affairs to deal with every day, so naturally he has no time to visit the harem.

Compared with the rest of the concubines, Concubine Mei took the initiative a lot. Her pleasant face and unpretentious temperament are very much in line with Yuan Ning's wishes, and at the same time, she often blocks him on the way to Yuan Ning.

"There is a custom in Ningguo that before men and women get married, they must drink a glass of wine together, which means a hundred years of good togetherness. Concubine Mei raised her eyebrows lightly, hooked her hand to take the two golden cups, and slowly stepped forward.

"The concubine came this time to ask the emperor, can you drink a cup?"

Her hair was all up to the back of her head, and she was no longer the outspoken girl.

Ningguo's army almost knocked Anguo back to the frontier, and even Yuanning had to start seriously thinking about the way back.

Concubine Mei was originally from Ningguo, and there was no shortage of speculation that she would take this opportunity to talk to Yuan Ning about the conditions for returning to China, but Concubine Mei always laughed and said nothing.

What she's planning, no one knows.

Yuan Ning dragged his chin and looked at Concubine Mei, who smiled generously and let him see.

"If you trespass on the temple for nothing, you will punish yourself with half a glass. Yuan Ning said.

Concubine Mei snorted angrily, raised two cups, drank half a cup each, and then put down the cup angrily, and said to Yuan Ning:

"Your Majesty, you are really a bully. If you suspect your concubine, you can say it bluntly, why bother to test me?"

Concubine Mei's age is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she still has a bit of girlish pretty, and she is not polite at this time, but it looks interesting.

"Concubine Ai is in this palace, do you have eyeliner?" A smile gradually appeared on the corner of Yuan Ning's mouth, watching Concubine Mei's face suddenly change color.

"Not long ago, I received a news that the slave of Fanghua Palace fled with a letter without permission, and after being caught, he confessed that it was Concubine Mei's instructions. ”

Concubine Mei smiled and walked towards Yuanning step by step.

"Your Majesty, but you suspect the concubine?"

She spoke softly, making people suspicious.

Yuan Ning was about to speak, but suddenly saw a beaded chain around Concubine Mei's neck.

His face changed suddenly, and as soon as he put his hand on the table, his spiritual power turned into an arrow and shot in the direction of Concubine Mei.

The bead chain in Concubine Mei's hand exploded, and the sudden spiritual power rushed up against Yuan Ning's attack.

She folded her hands in the middle, and the two glasses of the remaining half of the poisonous wine were poured towards Yuan Ning's place.

"What the hell are you, what's your name?" Yuan Ning didn't use his spiritual power, and dodged and let the poisonous wine spill on the ground, slowly penetrating.

With a hint of blush on the corner of Concubine Mei's mouth, she stepped forward, and the sealed spiritual power was used freely under the influence of the beads.

She pulled out a long sword with a slight hand.

Poisonous blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, and Yuan Ning seemed to have returned to Moqin Courtyard to see the arrogant girl wearing a white veil and pointing at the sky.

"Jinghua Ye, Ye Qinlan. ”

After all, Yuan Ning had never seen Ye Qinlan's appearance in Moqin Academy.

At the moment when Ye Qinmei died, Ye Qinlan died.

She used Sister Mei's name and wandered the palace like a walking corpse.

But at this moment, Ye Qinlan lived.

Her life passed quickly under the effect of poisonous wine, but her whole person felt a different kind of lightness.

She is alive, alive trying to kill her enemies, alive to really kill herself.

The Seven-Star Spirit Master summoned his weapon and flew to fight with Yuan Ning.

After several exchanges, Yuan Ning saw blood and tears gushing out of Ye Qinlan's eyes.

Ye Qinlan is an extremely beautiful girl.

The beauty wept blood, sad and sad.

Ye Qinlan spent a lot of thoughts, and the beauty she got cried, highly poisonous, and had no solution.

If Yuan would rather have a cup with her, she will go to hell with her.

It's a pity that it backfired, and when she was slapped out with a palm, Ye Qinlan smiled bitterly.

She threw down the string of beads and looked at Yuan Ning with a smile.

Yuan Ning felt bad, but it was too late.