"Why is the queen so angry!" A majestic male voice came from the outside to the close.

"Your Majesty!" When Liu Ling heard Changjue's voice, tears flowed from the ground, she thought he wouldn't come.

"Don't cry, I'm not here, am I?" Changjue smiled charmingly, sat close to the bed, took the initiative to kiss away her tears, and pushed her down on the bed......

Bai Weiwei sat in the sedan chair, had already changed the spare shoes in the sedan chair, held Emperor Xi in his arms, and carefully recalled what happened today.

Today, a group of people in black came inexplicably, and they wanted to take her away, and the group of people who came after them should be the people Jin Yifei arranged for him, but it seemed that they didn't have the upper hand, and then someone came, she didn't know who it was at the time, but when the man in black took her away, she saw the master fighting with the man in black from a distance.

After she woke up, she was tied to the bed, and she was about to do something wrong when she came in, and she had no way of knowing his identity, she resisted with her teeth and claws, but she was still stunned by him, and then woke up to the Mingyue Palace, but when she saw that it was the Mingyue Palace, her hanging heart immediately calmed down, she looked at her clothes, moved her body, and didn't feel anything unusual, exhaled, it seems that someone rescued her in time, it should be the emperor, otherwise how could she be in the palace, thinking of this, She couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the long trick, he saved himself, and he didn't give him good anger yet, it seems that those who protect her in the future should not appear again, so now, it's up to her.

At that time, when Bai Weiwei was thinking silently, Emperor Xi jumped in from the window and rubbed her affectionately.

After that, I saw Changjue, and I also knew that Jin Yifei had left, and I also knew what kind of attitude the real Changjue had towards his existence-negation! But not to the point where fire and water are incompatible.

Bai Weiwei hugged Emperor Chen, and there was a big doubt in her heart, she had not seen too many people here, why was she kidnapped for no reason, and suddenly a picture flashed in her heart, it was the scene of eight cars surrounding her and her brother, could it be the person who crossed here with her? Thinking of this, Bai Weiwei suddenly felt cold in his heart, a little scared, it seems that he has already started his plan, this time she was rescued by Changjue, I don't know what she will do if that person is unwilling to give up, she is now isolated, what should she do?

It can be said that from the moment she saw Changjue's eyes, Bai Weiwei felt lonely, and she quickly erected the thorns in her body and treated them calmly.

She can be a white rabbit to those who love her, or a jackal to those who hurt her. She's not good at pretending, she just doesn't want to give gentleness to those who hurt her, and she doesn't want to leave the edge to those who love her.

It's just that now, who will love themselves, Jin Yifei left, Bai Yan can't stay by his side justifiably, and now even those who secretly protect themselves won't follow him anymore.

It's early in the morning, and some cool air is coming in. Bai Weiwei got out of the sedan chair, saw the Washington mansion in front of him, and remembered Hua Rongchang's smirk before he fell into a coma, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, yes! I'm using him! Fortunately, he didn't refuse, otherwise he wouldn't even have a place to live now, and at that time, he would really have to go back to modern times. Thinking of this, Bai Weiwei suddenly remembered that when he was insulted by that person, he also thought about leaving, but why was there nothing unusual? Could it be that she didn't react to the copy? Why didn't you bring yourself back?

"Princess!" Xiaobai hurried to pick up Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei was thinking about whether to tell Hua Rongchang about his kidnapping, but was interrupted by Xiaobai, so he didn't think about it anymore, "What's wrong?" ”

"Young master, he's too good to make a fuss......" Xiaobai looked helpless, as if he was going to say it, he was embarrassed to say it, "Princess, let's go and see......"

Bai Weiwei didn't ask any more, gave Emperor Xi to Xiaobai, and quickly walked into Washington, passing by the Phantom Cloud Pavilion, and before he came to the bedroom, he heard a few strange sounds in the room.

Bai Weiwei opened the door and was stunned......

Hua Rongchang held a brush the size of a ping-pong ball in his right hand, and opened a painting scroll with his left hand, on which were wild and rough strokes, at a glance, he knew that he was scribbling with the brush of his right hand, what surprised Bai Weiwei the most was not actually the strokes on the scroll, but Hua Rongchang's posture at this time, he was sitting on the table, one foot on the stool, one foot on the other leg.

His face was covered with a layer of immaturity, his mouth kept spitting out some strange sounds, and he was drawing on the scroll with a brush, like a child who had just become curious about the world. It's as if the scroll and brush are his whole world.

Bai Weiwei's eyes suddenly moved down, and he saw a circle of paintings scattered around the table, and some even slipped to the ground. What's wrong with this Huarong Chang? In the past, he was so polite and elegant, but now why is he so bohemian, is he going to open his heart and chase freedom?

"Oh, princess!"

Bai Weiwei was thinking about it, when she suddenly heard a voice, she looked for the sound, and suddenly saw a lady slowly walking out of the darkness with her face covered with her sleeve, and she was a little embarrassed.

Bai Weiwei was curious about who she was and why she was still covering her face, so the lady took off her sleeves with difficulty, revealing a face full of ink, and her identity was seen from her only exposed facial features.

"Eniang, what's wrong with you?" Bai Weiwei saw Hua Chen's family, but he didn't know why she was so funny.

"It's not Rong Chang, he's been so noisy since he woke up, drawing some messy things, we're here to accompany him, and he insists on painting on our faces, you Ama just went back to clean ......" Hua Chen pointed at Hua Rongchang, not knowing whether to criticize him or worry about him, "Why did it become like this?" ”