Song Qingyi looked at the people under the throne, they were the emperors of the country he had helped before, they were either pious in their eyes, or gentle and elegant, or as strong as as.

But they all bowed their heads to Song Qingyi, they looked at Song Qingyi with burning eyes, and the fanaticism in their eyes couldn't be resisted.

Emperor Lianguo looked at Song Qingyi in front of him, his face was full of appreciation: "I didn't expect that a mere woman would impress me, rest assured, we all support you." ”

After saying that, he turned behind him, shouted support in his mouth, and watched as everyone slowly raised his left hand.

Everyone knew that this was a vote, so they slowly raised their left hands one after another, and Song Qingyi looked at this group of royal nobles.

For some reason, she was a little nervous, she squeezed her hand, as if she wanted to stop the sweat in her hand, but she was seen by Meng Yu.

Meng Yu said: "Don't be afraid, I'm still here." The voice was calm, and there was an eerie stability in it that could erase the fear in people's hearts.

When Song Qingyi heard this, she seemed to have confidence in her heart.

She walked forward slowly, facing Fang Zheng and peaceful, she looked at this group of kingdoms that had helped and now wanted to be friendly with her.

There were tears in my eyes and hearts.

As a result, I don't know who started and shouted, "I want you to be our king." ”

As soon as the waves were raised, the people immediately began to shout, "I want you to be our king!" ”

In an instant, the square seemed to be ignited, boiling, people raised their arms and shouted, in their movements, in their eyes, they were all unstoppably excited.

Song Qingyi and Meng Yu have seen everything they have done, and if there is such a king, the Yun Kingdom will also become stronger.

The ministers of the Cloud Kingdom and the people also echoed it, which was their common understanding.

Song Qingyi looked at Meng Yu, and a trace of emotion in his eyes was very clear, that is, they should not be the king of this kingdom, and Meng Yu also felt that it should be like this after seeing it.

So he waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and everyone saw that it slowly quieted down, although it was not silent, but it was much better than just now.

"We can't be kings." Meng Yu said straight to the point, "We don't deserve what doesn't belong to us. ”

Meng Yu looked at the crowd below, knowing that this was not what he deserved, and that this was not the result of the development that was going to develop, so he strengthened his determination even more.

I saw that the square fell silent in an instant, and I just wanted to rush to the point where the future of this country was bleak.

I only heard Meng Yu, cleared his throat, and told everyone that he and Song Qingyi wanted to hand over the throne to the little prince.

Someone couldn't hold back his disappointment and asked Meng Yu how a child could run a country.

Meng Yuleng paused, lowered his head and pondered, and after a while, he said that he could leave his henchmen to cultivate the little prince.

And in order to appease everyone's emotions, he can first take 90% of the military power, and return it when the little prince can govern himself.

Everyone was originally not going to believe it, but when they saw Meng Yu, who seemed to be strategizing between them, the questions in their mouths couldn't be said.

Meng Yu looked at everyone's faces, which were originally full of distrust, but in a few moments, they turned into belief, and his heart was full of emotion.

After ending this opportunity to decide the fate of the country, Song Qingyi and Meng Yu broke through the encirclement of everyone and walked on the street with ease.

So they looked at each other for a long time, and all the hardships they had experienced in the past few days flashed in their hearts, and they suddenly smiled. cruel

The next day, Song Qingyi was still in her room, but when she just finished washing up and went out, she saw a mysterious man standing under a flower tree in the yard that was blooming just right.

He is still like that, with a gentle and elegant temperament.

When he saw Song Qingyi come out, he made a slight salute, which was a very standard salute, but it was also very solemn.

Song Qingyi looked at this etiquette, and suddenly felt confused in his heart.

Then I heard him say that he had already received the payment, and it was time to come to Song Qingyi to say goodbye.

Song Qingyi looked at him with a puzzled expression. When I just wanted to ask about the glass pendant, I felt that it was accurate to show him.

So Song Qingyi said, "Wait a minute." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly went into the space to find the glass pendant, but found that the space could not be entered alive or dead.

She was unwilling to be discouraged, and tried hard to enter the space to find the pendant, but when she got to the back, Song Qingyi felt that her spiritual power was a little sluggish and she couldn't enter the space.

Song Qingyi panicked instantly, she looked up and wanted to find the mysterious man, but as soon as she looked up, the person disappeared without a trace.

I thought to myself: The so-called reward won't be your own personal space, right?

As she thought, she wandered around the house to find the man's clothes. As a result, I searched for a long time and couldn't find anything about the man.

She had a splitting headache for a while, she rubbed her forehead with her teeth, and her heart was irritable.

As a result, Wei Xuehan saw her first, Wei Xuehan saw Song Qingyi with a painful look on his face, and thought of Song Qingyi's absurdity a few days ago, and panicked.

immediately ran over, supported Song Qingyi, and asked, "Qingyi, what's wrong with you?" ”

I saw Song Qingyi rubbing the corners of her forehead, opened her eyes, and saw that it was Wei Xuehan, so she was overjoyed and said, "You are here!" Go and help me find that man! ”

Wei Xuehan was puzzled and asked Song Qingyi which man he was, only to see Song Qingyi look at her with pain and disgust and said that it was the man he planned with him a few days ago.

At this time, Wei Xuehan knew that Song Qingyi was sick again, and she couldn't bear to watch Song Qingyi talk to herself every day, and she didn't know anything.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Qingyi, there is no such person at all!" ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and no longer looked at Song Qingyi. Song Qingyi was shocked and said, "Impossible! ”

Wei Xuehan looked at the obsessed Song Qingyi, and the remorse in his heart was raging.

So he could only grit his teeth and tell the story of Song Qingyi talking to himself alone a few days ago, and talking to the air by himself.

The words fell, and Song Qingyi's eyes widened and said, "Impossible!" ”

Looking at Song Qingyi like this, Wei Xuehan knew that she couldn't escape anymore, and she didn't succumb to Song Qingyi's coercion. On the contrary, he also added fuel and vinegar to describe the picture of Song Qingyi talking to herself a few days ago.

After listening to Wei Xuehan, Song Qingyi squatted on the ground all of a sudden, as if his bones had been extracted.

He kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible......"

Wei Xuehan's remorse was overwhelming, and he even wanted to slap himself.