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After disposing of Wuji's corpse, Xinglian followed Sijing Yan towards Chengyue Palace again, and neither of them spoke all the way.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet, but it didn't last long, and the moment she stepped into the palace, Xinglian immediately felt an unusual fluctuation in the air, and the lightning stopped the hand that suddenly flew over and slapped straight at her face.

"Xiao Yue'er, I heard that you have recovered, I ran so far to see you, and you greeted me like this?" Squeezing the hand that wanted to greet her face, Xinglian said he was depressed.

Sijing Yueqi trembled, withdrew his hand fiercely, and the next moment he raised it again, unwillingly fanning the face of the woman in front of him again.

"Jingyue." A low cheer stopped her movements, and Sijing frowned slightly, and pulled Xinglian into his arms, "Don't mess around." ”

"Brother Jiu!" Jing Yue called urgently, her eyes were red, tears were falling, and she bit her lip fiercely and looked at the two.

She's about to hate this woman to death!

When she heard that Qiao Xinglian and Sifeng Beiling were married, she was still awake, and she couldn't exert any strength in her body, and instructed the white tiger to go out to sabotage the wedding, but the white tiger, who had always been obedient, dodged left and right and refused to obey, and dragged it from early morning to dusk.

Falling down from the soft couch several times, how could she allow that woman to act so recklessly, even if she climbed, she had to climb into King Ling's mansion, but the palace maids in the Palace of Bliss were closely guarded, and every time she climbed out of a few steps, she was fished back, and then she simply stared at her, not allowing her to move for half a minute.

And now it's been many days since that day, and they're ...... They......

The churning emotions in her chest were really difficult to restrain herself, she stretched out her hand and pointed at Qiao Xinglian and scolded: "You woman who doesn't know what to do, who wants you to come to see me, you let me out!" ”

Xing Lian's eyebrows raised slightly, "I don't know what's wrong?" ”

I remember when they were friends, this ladyboy couldn't listen to others scolding her at all, and it was really not easy for this voice to pop out of her mouth, thinking about it, teasing her mind together, she turned around and found a seat, sat down properly, and raised an innocent smile by the way, "Your fifth brother said that you recovered, so I wanted to come and see you, but now I can't leave, as Princess Ling, of course I should do it for you." ”

These words were reasonable, but Si Jingyan was not happy, and with one hand, he grabbed the comforting woman who was sitting and pinched her palm, "Princess Ling? ”

"Ah......" suddenly realized that a man who was too serious, Xinglian hurriedly changed his words, "Eh, the mouth is wrong." ”

"That's ......"

"Princess Jing." Xinglian's expression is pertinent, and he will change it when he knows his mistakes.

Si Jingyue was a little stunned by the words of the two for a while, and immediately came back to his senses, "You ......"

"The two of them just co-starred in a play, and the purpose was to get Wuji to clean up the toxins from your body." A voice came from the door again, crisp and pleasant, with a faint smile.

Xing Lian looked back and saw that it was the Four Winds Beiling who "couldn't leave" in her mouth, who came in with Concubine Liu.

Concubine Liu glanced at her when she came in, with a faint smile in her eyes, and she didn't look angry at all because of what happened before.

Seeing her expression, Xinglian immediately had a number in his heart.

Probably because of what they had done before, the Four Winds Beiling had already told him all about his own mother.