Mo Qi was placed in a separate courtyard, in order not to let people see the clues, Qian Yu did not treat her harshly, and declared to the public that she was happy and quiet, so she only assigned her four maids to serve. I also sent some of the usual uses, which really looked like I was waiting for the eighth wedding.

The location of the courtyard here is slightly off, far away from the main hall of the demon palace, and there are pots of full-moon water lotus planted in the courtyard.

The full moon water lotus is a thing of the Heavenly Clan, the climate and environment of the Demon Clan and the Celestial Clan are completely different, but this Full Moon Water Lotus grows very well, and it must have taken a lot of effort. Mo Qi only glanced at it casually, and then he understood who had lived in this place.

Qian Yu treats Mu Ling, she really holds it in her hand, and she responds to her requests.

The four maids were randomly excused by Mo Qi to stay in the courtyard, and Mo Qi walked into the house alone.

Changing out of a heavy palace robe, Mo Qi walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, if his guess was right, Mu Ling would definitely come today.

But it was Qian Yu who came first.

When Qian Yu came, Mo Qizheng held the chess game in his hand and played chess with himself on the chessboard.

Seeing Qian Yu pushing the door in, Mo Qi raised his eyes slightly: "Something?"

Qian Yu snorted coldly: "You are very staying." ”

Mo Qi had a sunspot in his fingers, and his fingers were as white as snow.

Hearing Qianyu's words, he didn't look up, his eyes were still staring at the scroll, and Kuroko hesitated on the chessboard, thinking very seriously about how to fall into the chessboard.

Qian Yu glanced at her and sat down opposite her: "Give it to me." ”

"What. Mo Qi said lightly, turned his head and glanced at Qian Yu, then lowered his eyes slightly to look at the chessboard, and settled the sunspot in his hand.

"Knowingly?" Qian Yu waved his hand and swept all the pieces on the chessboard to the ground.

Mo Qi was not annoyed, put down the chess game in his hand, stood up, walked to a place in the house where a jade basin was placed, cleaned his hands, took the towel on the shelf next to him and wiped it: "Qianyu, be a little calmer, I said that I can't give you anything until the wedding day, what are you anxious about." ”

Qian Yu stared at her: "I have already given you what you want, don't play any tricks on me." ”

"I'm playing a trick?" Mo Qi seemed to have heard something funny: "I'm already in the demon clan, and now I'm just a fish on the chopping board, isn't it just slaughtered at will by you and Mu Ling?"

"But," Mo Qi also looked at Qian Yu: "Even if I am really just a piece of fish and meat that you can slaughter at will, I will leave the last dignity and dignity of the beaver clan," walked to the chair and sat down, holding one hand to his face: "If I hand over the things to you now, what last bargaining chips do I have?" Mo Qi pretended not to know anything: "If your goal is achieved at that time, you will take me as a prisoner of the subordinates, where will the face of our beaver clan remain?"

"Wait patiently for two more days, and as long as you promise me a grand wedding banquet as scheduled, I will keep my promise to give you what you want. Mo Qi smiled, and then made a "please" gesture: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I won't send you." ”

Qian Yu gritted her teeth. With a cold snort, he brushed his sleeves and turned to leave.

Mo Qi looked at Qian Yu's back, this is probably just care. But fortunately, Qianyu really cares about Mu Ling, and ignores everything else, otherwise how could he have replaced Nanchen's antidote so smoothly first.

I don't know if Nanchen's Gu poison has been solved now.

Mo Qi put his hand into his sleeve, took out the Qiankun bag given to her by Taixu Zhenren, groped in it for a while, and took out a gray-white round stone.

Mo Qi stood up, turned around and walked into the inner room, took off his shoes and outer robe, came to the bed, and put down the curtain that covered the bed. Then he placed the round stone in the palm of his hand and slowly recited the mantra in his mouth. After a while, a word appeared on the cobblestone.

"Ann"

When Mo Qi saw this word, he finally laughed from the bottom of his heart for many days. The eye sockets were slightly sore, and the tears were falling drop by drop.

Mo Qi held the cobblestone in the palm of his hand, and folded his hands on his heart. It was as if the stone had brought warmth to her limbs.

The tiredness and tense nerves of the past few days seemed to have finally been relaxed, Mo Qi slowly lay down, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The curtain was violently lifted, and a mocking voice came: "Still thinking about sleeping? It seems that you really think you are here to be the crown princess?"

Mo Qi squinted his eyes and didn't get up, but instead changed his posture and said to Mu Ling: "I thought you wouldn't be here today." ”

Mu Ling didn't hear what Mo Qi said, and frowned: "What?"

Mo Qi reluctantly turned over: "I said, I thought you wouldn't be here today." He sat cross-legged on the bed, with one hand on his head, his eyes half-squinted, and he clearly did not look awake.

Mu Ling snorted lightly: "You expected me to come?"

Mo Qi said something: "Like you said, you won't really ask me to be the crown princess," yawned: "What the hell are you going to do, just say it and listen to it." ”

Mu Ling raised his hand and sucked a chair over in the air, sat on it, took out a scroll from his sleeve, opened the scroll, and held it in front of Mo Qi: "Your dowry, I have already counted it for you." ”

"I have a heart. Mo Qi still half-squinted his eyes and said lightly.

Mu Ling's expression changed, and he threw the scroll towards Mo Qi's face: "Why don't you have that bead?!"

Mo Qi tilted his head and dodged the scroll thrown over, and then slowly opened his eyes, but still maintained a lazy posture of sitting cross-legged: "Mu Ling, can you take away your increasingly neurotic problem, what beads?" Mo Qi frowned slightly, looking a little helpless.

Mu Ling got up from the chair with a sigh, stepped forward and knelt on one knee on the bed, leaned over and grabbed Mo Qi's collar, forcing Mo Qi's eyes to look directly into her eyes: "Don't fill me with garlic, you know what I'm talking about." ”

Mo Qi blinked at Mu Ling's posture: "I really don't know what you're talking about. ”

Mu Ling gritted his teeth, and his voice was a little gnashing: "Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Zhu, the treasure of your beaver clan, why didn't you come with your dowry." ”

Mo Qi blinked again: "You also said that it is the treasure of our beaver clan, how can it be added to the dowry with my marriage." ”

Mu Ling stared at Mo Qi's eyes carefully, trying to see some clues in them.

Then he shook off Mo Qi's collar fiercely, stood up straight and said coldly: "Okay." It doesn't matter if it's not in your dowry. ”

"Your husband Jun Qianyu," Mu Ling said: "The tendons of his hands and feet were broken by the Qing Ying Sword, and now he is barely good, but he is described as a wasted person, unable to continue to practice any spells, and unable to increase his cultivation a little." ”

"It's reasonable for you to write a letter and tell your father that you want the Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Zhu to heal your husband, right?" Mu Ling looked at Mo Qidao.

Mo Qi carelessly stroked the collar that was wrinkled by Mu Ling: "Well, it's indeed reasonable." ”

"It turns out that the purpose of you want me to marry Qian Yu is to want the Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Zhu. Mo Qi had a smile on his face, and his hands were propped back to look at Mu Ling: "However, are you really asking for Qianyu?"

The look in Mu Ling's eyes flashed: "Of course." ”

Mo Qi nodded: "I heard that Nanchen once destroyed half of your cultivation, resulting in your cultivation now being thirty thousand years old, and your cultivation has only been more than 10,000 years, with your character, don't you want to restore your cultivation." ”

Mu Ling stepped forward and half-knelt on the bed, pinching Mo Qi's chin: "Even if I only have more than 10,000 years of cultivation, it will be easy to kill you, so I advise you, don't provoke me, otherwise, I don't guarantee that you will live to the wedding day after tomorrow." ”

"Hmm, really, are you willing to kill me?" Mo Qi looked at Mu Ling's eyes and smiled: "If I don't live to the wedding day, won't all the plans you have made come to naught?" If you want to use me to get the Nine Turns Nirvana Pearl, you won't easily kill me." ”

"It's really smart," Mu Ling also smiled: "I can't kill you, but, have you forgotten, Nanchen's antidote is still in my hands." ”

Seeing that the smile on Mo Qi's face gradually solidified, Mu Ling's smile became deeper and deeper, very good, she just likes to see Mo Qi look like he is at a disadvantage.

Every time the two of them talk, Mo Qi will always be better than her in words, sharp teeth, and clever words. However, she has a fatal weakness, and that is Nanchen.

Now Nanchen's life is still in his hands, and Mo Qi can only be obedient.

Thinking of this, Mu Ling's mood was a little better, he let go of the hand that was clamping Mo Qi's chin, stood up and sat back on the chair next to the bed, as if he was a little tired after talking to Mo Qi a lot, and took out a yellow transparent bottle from his sleeve, in which a green fat worm was wriggling.

Mu Ling's fingers tapped the bottle lightly, and his tone was a little lazy: "See, this is Nanchen's antidote, and it is also his Gu's mother Gu, if you want Nanchen to live, you'd better listen to me obediently, otherwise, as long as I'm in a bad mood and pinch this insect to death, then there will be nothing in this world that can save Nanchen." ”

Mu Ling saw that Mo Qi's face became a little pale for a moment, and she trembled her lips slightly: "What do you want, you said that as long as I marry into the demon clan, you will give me Nanchen's antidote." ”

"Yes," Mu Ling put the bottle back in his sleeve: "That's right, but I've changed my mind now, who made you stupid, I can't wait to get married, hahahahaha," Mu Ling raised his sleeve and half-covered his face: "I want you to exchange the Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Bead of the Cangxi Clan for Nanchen's antidote." ”

Mo Qi's lips pursed, and he looked at Mu Ling for a moment. The body is slightly tense, and the hands supporting the body are slowly retracted behind him.

Mu Ling looked at Mo Qi's appearance and was very satisfied.

"Give you some more time, and after you and Qianyu get married in a few days, you will listen to my words and obediently write to your father to ask for the Nine Turns Nirvana Yuan Zhu. Give me the beads well, and I will naturally give you Nanchen's antidote, and I will also consider giving you a less uncomfortable way to die. Mu Ling stood up and walked out of the room laughing.

Mo Qi didn't move on the bed, the moonlight spilled in through the window, adding a touch of coldness to the room.

When Mu Ling walked out of the courtyard, the corners of Mo Qi's mouth pulled upward, and she changed her mind? Hehe, she also wanted to change her mind.