Shangguan Qingqing's shoulders shrunk, and every question from Mu Jiuxiao made her feel so weak that she wanted to run away.

"I, I ......"

I subconsciously want to explain, I want to excuse myself, but I can't find a reasonable explanation.

Mu Jiuxiao sneered, and there was a lot of regret and pity in that laughter:

"The mechanism is exhausted, this king didn't expect that the well-behaved girl who was a child would become so femme fatale today!"

Shangguan Qingqing knew that she couldn't escape, so she could only admit it, her eyes were full of tears, she bit her lip lightly, and she looked like she was begging for perfection, and said:

"Brother Xiao, I, I just want to be the ...... of Tianning"

It's a pity that Mu Jiuxiao is not Mu Tianning, and he will not be deceived by her rhetoric.

"Don't excuse your selfishness!"

His voice was quiet, but it was unmistakably majestic,

"I warn you, this is the last time, if there is a next ......"

He paused, his silver eyebrows furrowed, thoughtful,

"Several small countries in the north have been asking for marriage from Wani, and this king doesn't mind accepting you as a righteous sister and marrying ......"

"Don't ......"

Shangguan Qingqing screamed heartbreakingly, tears rolled down like beads with broken threads, she ran to Mu Jiuxiao, grabbed his sleeve and shook it,

"Brother Xiao, you won't do this to me, you won't ......"

She looked at him, her eyes full of anticipation, and she expected him to say a soft word, even if it was just to call her name, and call softly as before: Qingqing......

It's a pity that she didn't wait, he didn't even give her a look, some, just a cold face and a cold gaze.

She tugged at his sleeve and wanted to tear it apart, her slender knuckles white, revealing how much she hated.

"I don't understand, why do you still want her when Lin Ling'er is already broken? What is she better than me? She's just a girl, a low/cheap girl! ”

She didn't care about anything, and finally said what was in her heart, since Mu Jiuxiao already looked down on her, why didn't she care about having more disdain?

The word "lower/cheap" made Mu Jiuxiao's fists clench, if it was a man standing in front of him, I am afraid that his fist would have been swung out long ago.

But she is Shangguan Qingqing, the only bloodline of Shangguan useless, and he will never hurt her at all.

Gently pulling out his sleeve, his voice was a little more cold:

"Nothing happened to her and Tianning last night, and this matter is not allowed to be mentioned in the future."

This sentence is the most fatal blow, Shangguan Qingqing's eyes widened, his hands were in the air, maintaining the posture just now, and gradually stiffened.

"Nothing happened? How can it be? Tianning he clearly remembers......"

"Enough, get out!"

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Jiuxiao interrupted her in a cold voice.

"Brother Xiao......"

"Get out!"

Mu Jiuxiao's absolute made her desperate, she remembered what he said just now, several small countries in the north have been asking for marriage from Wani, does he really want to accept her as a sister-in-law, and then become a tool for Wani and his relatives?

No, she doesn't want to, even if she dies, she will die in his arms, she doesn't want to kiss, don't, can't!

"Lord Wang!"

She cried and cried, knelt in front of Mu Jiuxiao with a plop, humble like a slave, lowered her head that she had always thought was arrogant, and cried and begged him,

"Qingqing begs you, don't marry me off, I don't want to be your sister-in-law, I don't want to ......"

Mu Jiuxiao's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at her at his feet, and his voice finally softened a little:

"Your future fate depends on you. So, don't let this king be embarrassed. ”

As he spoke, he rolled up the picture he had just drawn, handed it into her hand, and said lightly,

"Let's get out."

Shangguan Qingqing took the painting, hugged it tightly in his arms, stood up like a walking corpse, and walked out of the study step by step.

"Miss, how is it, what did the prince say?"

When Chunxiao saw her come out, she couldn't wait to step forward and ask.

The tears on her face were not dry, but Chunxiao turned a blind eye, because she only cared about Lin Ling'er's life and death, and no maid could live better than her.

Before Yun Chengcheng came here, she was the most favored maid in this mansion, there was no hostess in the Hades Mansion, Shangguan Qingqing was the only young lady, and the maid beside her was of course the best.

But since the cloud fell into the city, Xiao Yingzi gradually won the heart of the princess, and her position as the first maid was not guaranteed, and with the incident of Li Huichun later, her status in the Hades Mansion plummeted.

The more she falls, the more she can't look down on others, she just likes to see those who are doing well fall, and she is happy when they fall so badly.

Shangguan Qingqing didn't seem to hear her words, and still walked forward with the painting in his arms.

Chunxiao saw the baby-like painting in her arms, her curiosity suddenly rose, and she couldn't help but pull the painting and asked:

"Miss, what is this? This is what the prince gave to Miss? It seems that the prince must have a young lady in his heart......"

Shangguan Qingqing's thoughts were pulled back, and he remembered the painting in his arms, and unfolded the painting indiscriminately.

"What's on this painting?"

Chunxiao leaned beside Shangguan Qingqing, carrying a lantern to illuminate it, and muttered.

In the dim light, the pattern on the painting gradually became clear, the background is a high mountain, and at the bottom of the mountain is a courtyard with several houses, and the finishing touch is a statue, you don't need to look at anything else, just look at this statue to know where it is.

"Dingguoji?"

Chunxiao exclaimed,

"What does it mean for the prince to draw Dingguo Temple and give it to Miss? Could it be that the prince still wants the young lady to go to Dingguo Temple to pray for blessings? ”

"Shut up!"

Shangguan Qingqing suddenly stopped her and rubbed the painting into his palm little by little.

She understood what Mu Jiuxiao meant, he was threatening her and warning her, if she dared to do anything to Lin Ling'er again, he would send her to Dingguo Temple, where the god of the snow mountain was enshrined, whether it was to worship her as a righteous brother and sister, or to make her a kiss, according to the custom of Wani, he would go to Dingguo Temple first to purify his body and mind.

Don't, she doesn't want such a fate!

At this time, she remembered what Mu Jiuxiao had just said, her future fate depended on herself.

"Miss......"

Chunxiao was a little frightened by Shangguan Qingqing's fierceness, the young lady who is usually soft and weak has always spoken softly, but at this time she suddenly became so strange.

Shangguan Qingqing didn't speak again, her tears had dried up, she threw the painting in her hand to the ground, wrapped her cloak tightly, and left with an awe-inspiring expression.

Seeing her walk away, Lin Ling'er came out of the shadows not far away, the tea in her hand was no longer steaming, she glanced at the lifeless spout, and stuck out her tongue vigorously towards Shangguan Qingqing's back, she just deliberately didn't serve her tea, so what?

Shi Shiran walked into Jingren with the tea, and saw Mu Jiuxiao browsing in front of the bookshelf, she put the tea on the table, poured a cup for him, and said:

"Lord Wang, please use tea."

Mu Jiuxiao glanced at her, put down the book and walked slowly to this side, took a sip of tea, then frowned, and said:

"Warm?"

She stood outside for so long, her hands and feet were cold enough to choke, and of course the tea was warm, she sighed into her hand and said slightly sourly:

"When the slave maid went out just now, I met Miss Shangguan, Miss Shangguan can say, no one is allowed to go in and disturb you without her instructions, in fact, the slave maid has already prepared this tea, but I don't dare to come in and disturb the two, in case I see something that shouldn't be seen, the slave and maid can't afford to eat it."

He put down the tea, looked at her for a long time, gently stroked the hair that fell from her cheeks with two fingers, played with it in his hand, and teased:

"You're not sinful, you're jealous, aren't you?"

"Eat, jealous?"

She stared at him with wide eyes, and saw that he actually played with her hair, and pulled it back from his hand, and retorted angrily,

"Who's jealous? Why should I be jealous? Whose vinegar am I eating? Really, if you want to be alone, you can be alone, what does it have to do with me? I'm not who you, don't think that I really became your woman that night, I don't think so if you think so, I'm not your woman, I'm not anyone's woman, I'm ......"

He suddenly stretched out a finger against her lips, and his voice was soft and soft:

"Explanation is cover-up! Well, don't explain any more, this king knows. ”

After speaking, he took his fingers, raised the corners of his robe, sat down at the table, and took the tea and sipped it leisurely.

Lin Ling'er was almost crazy, she turned to face Mu Jiuxiao, her hands crossed on her waist, with the image of a fierce woman, and shouted:

"You—You know? What do you know? Where did I explain? I ......"

Before she could say more, his arm was suddenly grabbed by him, and with a force, she fell firmly into his arms.

Her head rested in the crook of his arm, her body encircled in his other arm, and he held her like a baby, his handsome face hanging over her head, gradually enlarged.

His breath came to his face, like a gentle spring breeze, mixed with a hint of sandalwood, which was intoxicating:

"One day, this king will make you dignified and beautiful, and become my woman!"

She was stunned and stunned, almost intoxicated by his gentle incense, and her voice became weak:

"Y-What do you mean......"

What does he mean by that? What does it mean to be his woman in a dignified and beautiful manner? While still thinking, his face moved closer to her, closer and closer, until ......

"Hmm......"

Yiqiē seemed to be so logical, he kissed her effortlessly, his big hands held her head, clasped her waist, and made her unable to move, she was like a doll in his arms, let him take what he wanted.

He just couldn't help but want to kiss her, wanted to be close to her, and every time he saw her, he wanted to rub her into his body.

She stretched out her hands, struggling to support his chest, pushed him away, gasping:

"Mu ...... Lord, I'm not your woman yet, you can't kiss me as a daily routine, are you a pervert/pervert? ”

His gaze swept over her delicate lips, and they were like two budding peach blossoms seducing him, but he smiled playfully at her angry gaze:

"It seems that you don't know your magic yet."