"When you wake up, you can get some rest." Murong Jingtian looked at Guo Qing, who slowly opened his eyes, and said coldly.

"Hmph, you probably don't want me to wake up." Guo Qing sneered. One face was very pale.

"Yes. I can't wait for you to die, but you are the queen and the daughter of Prime Minister Guo, so you must live. ”

"Queen." Guo Qing smiled bitterly. "You can stand again when the queen is gone, but if my father is gone, you won't be able to find it." Isn't what he really cares about is the power in his father's hands? Guo Qing closed his eyes in pain.

"Do you know that I sacrificed her for you." Murong Jingtian's face was full of pain.

"For me." Guo Qing struggled to sit up from the bed. "You're not doing it for yourself." If it was really for yourself, how nice it would be. There is not a woman who does not desire her husband to take good care of her. "The concubine's child is gone." Guo Qing said with some decadence. She's really tired, and she doesn't want to wait any longer for this person's heart.

"Hmm."

Murong Jingtian's indifferent nod made Guo Qing smile bitterly. One more enemy.

"You must be unlucky with me, let's go." Guo Qing lay down again.

Murong Jingtian didn't say anything when he saw this, and flicked his sleeves and left.

After Murong Jingtian left, Guo Qing opened his eyes and tears flowed down. The moment he closed his eyes, his hand hammered down.

"Murong Qingli, I'm not dead yet."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Murong Qingli glanced at her reproachfully.

"What nonsense, if you look at the portraits in this room, there is only one incense burner and a few incense sticks."

"Am I not good at drawing?" This girl's head is always different from a normal person's. Shouldn't normal women be moved to cry when they see this?

"It's ok. Quite like that. "Murong Qingli's painting is really good. At least better than her.

"You're the ghost drawingman. If you are a person, you are better than you. ”

"Murong Qingli, you listen to my heart again." Leng Yue'er pinched his waist angrily.

"The lady's heart is naturally to be heard." Murong Qingli couldn't help laughing.

"Cut. I ate well. Let's hang out. ”

"Okay."

Murong Qingli didn't expect that the so-called going out to play would actually come to the palace.

"Lady, what are we doing here?" Murong Qingli flew down from the roof with Leng Yue'er in her arms.

"You'll find out later." Leng Yue'er winked at him. "Let's go find Murong Jingtian."

"What are you looking for him?"

"You'll know if you find it."

"Hmm." Murong Qingli went to spy on her divine sense, but found nothing. I couldn't help but worry in my heart. Now he can't understand the girl more and more.

"Yue'er is in the Seven Kings' Mansion, do you want to call her back?" Natsume glanced at Xia Moran, feeling somewhat helpless. Why didn't Yue'er want to think about Xia Moran, no matter what, this was her father-in-law.

"No, I don't. It is impossible for Yue'er to go to Murong Gongzi for no reason, there must be something urgent. Medusa knew that it was impossible for Leng Yue'er to accept Murong Qingli anymore. So why did you go to him this time?

"Sister, why didn't Brother Murong take me with him." The dream was a little unhappy.

"Yes, Miss didn't take me with her."

"Dream boy, Miss is afraid of disturbing your rest. Little girl, don't follow suit. ”

"I didn't."

"Why are you here?" Murong Jingtian looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in the room with some surprise.

"Murong Qingli, he already knew that you weren't his son, right?" Leng Yue'er had this suspicion for a long time. Every time Murong Jingtian looked at Murong Qingli, his eyes were full of respect, this should not be the way a father looks at his son.

"Hmm."

"Murong Gongzi doesn't know what happened to him this time?"

"Murong Jingtian, do you still remember who I am?" Before Murong Qingli could answer, Leng Yue'er spoke first.

"Yes. Leng Yue'er. I won't forget those eyes. Leng Yue'er looked at herself in Huawan Courtyard, and he still remembers it. That kind of hatred is unforgettable.

"Just remember, I'll waste your tongue on the sake." Leng Yue'er nodded with satisfaction. glanced at the furnishings in the room, and Yan Ran beside him.

"Murong Jingtian, why did you say that your life is so good. You treat Yanran like this, but she still has to stay by your side. This good life makes people jealous. ”

"Isn't Yanran's soul gone?" Murong Jingtian's face sank when he said this.

"The reason why Guo Qing is crazy is because I drugged her, and it has nothing to do with Yanran. What does that woman know other than knowing that she is by your side wholeheartedly. Leng Yue'er smiled mockingly. Is it worth it?

"Do you know what it is to poison the Queen?" Murong Jingtian snorted.

"Then do you know why I poisoned Guo Qing?" Leng Yue'er sneered.

"To avenge her."

"Sure enough, you know." She guessed everything from the beginning, and Murong Jingtian knew everything. Yanran, he knows how the master died.

"Are you particularly trying to kill me right now?" Murong Jingtian had no fear in his eyes. The white hair on his head did not show his old age at all, but added a wisdom to him. This is the Ninety-Five. How can this courage be played by those people in the TV series.

"Hmm." I especially want him to die. She was a good law-abiding citizen of the modern age, but now she is an executioner. All of this was forced out by him.

"It's a pity you can't kill me." Murong Jingtian looked at Murong Qingli and smiled.

Leng Yue'er naturally knew the reason. "Murong Qingli, the grievance between me and him, do you really want to intervene?" Turning his head to look at Murong Qingli, he smiled bitterly. She doesn't easily show her emotions in front of people, but this time she wants to see how much she carries in his heart.

"Yue'er." Murong Qingli really didn't expect Leng Yue'er to ask herself such a question. In fact, the most unexpected thing was that she wanted to kill Murong Jingtian, so she told herself so generously, and in front of herself.

"Is that position really more important than me?"

Seeing Murong Qingli silent, tears flowed down.

"Today is either him or I die." Leng Yue'er said and moved her hand, and the silver needle quickly stabbed at Murong Jingtian. As soon as Murong Qingli's body moved, he arrived in front of Murong Jingtian, and the silver needle was received in his hand.

Leng Yue'er didn't stop for a moment, and stabbed dozens of silver needles at Murong Jingtian again. The results are all failures, and these are pediatrics in front of Murong Qingli.

Seeing that Murong Qingli caught the silver needle effortlessly, Leng Yue'er threw a fireball over, and Murong Qingli hurriedly made a water ball to protect him and Murong Jingtian inside. The fireball vanished as soon as it touched the water ball, leaving only a burst of white mist. Leng Yue'er threw the fireballs over one after another, but to no avail. Knowing that his current cultivation is compared to Murong Qingli's, it is beyond his strength. But she was unwilling, for so long, she had always remembered this hatred, if Murong Jingtian didn't die, she would be sorry for anyone. Leng Yue'er angrily threw countless fireballs over, and bursts of white mist arose, covering people's eyes.

Murong Qingli, since I can't kill him, then I'll die.

"Don't." Murong Qingli slammed into Leng Yue'er, but it was too late, and the silver needle had already pierced into her brain. Catching her fallen body, the shock on Murong Qingli's face did not go down.

"You, you. No. No. Looking at Leng Yue'er's slowly closed eyes, Murong Qingli's eyes turned red, and the words seemed to be stuck in her throat and couldn't spit out. The hand holding her trembled.

"Don't. No. Murong Qingli whispered, choking.

"Don't." With a shout, tears fell.

In Murong Qingli's scream, Leng Yue'er used her last strength to throw the last silver needle in her hand at Murong Jingtian. Right in the heart, Murong Jingtian never thought that Leng Yue'er would die with him. His eyes widened and his face was full of shock. At this moment, all the imperial qi was gone.

"Don't." Yan Ran shouted in pain. The air instantly cooled, and the room darkened.

"It doesn't seem like we're in control, is it?" Xiao Bai winked at Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei looked at the three ghosts in this room, as if they couldn't afford to provoke each of them, and some didn't know what to do.

Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Jingtian with golden light, and a fireball flung over. The fire was so big that it swallowed Murong Jingtian in an instant.

"Don't." Seeing this, Yanran pounced, and the fire engulfed her in an instant.

"Oh my God, how did this become a terrible ghost in an instant." Xiao Bai couldn't help but gasp when he looked at Leng Yue'er like this. At this moment, Leng Yue'er's eyes have turned blood-red, and her long blood-red nails make people's scalp numb, and her fangs have come out, which is completely like a demon.

"Murong Jingtian, do you think I will let you die so easily?" Looking at Murong Jingtian who was struggling in pain in the fire, Leng Yue'er laughed, her face was hideous and scary.

"Ahh The smell of burning came from the air.

"Childe." Xiao Hei walked up to Murong Qingli's side and shouted softly. Now this scene can only be controlled by Murong Qingli.

Murong Qingli raised her head and looked at Leng Yue'er in front of her, her face full of tears.

"Yue'er." Murong Qingli gently put the person in his arms on the ground and walked to Leng Yue'er's side.

Leng Yue'er turned her head and glanced at him coldly, and the indifference in her eyes deeply pierced Murong Qingli's heart.

"Yue'er." Bitterness reaches the throat. At this moment, Murong Qingli didn't know how old he was for a moment.

"Murong Qingli was the one who took me first, and now everything I do is just what I should do." Leng Yue'er's words were cold and biting. Xiaobai couldn't help but tremble. This kind of ghost can never exist in the world.

"Yue'er, I owe you, it's not too much for you to do anything to me, but why are you joking with your own life." She knew how important her life was to him.

"I'm doing this to get revenge on you." Leng Yue'er laughed bloodthirsty. Murong Qingli spit out a mouthful of blood, he didn't expect that she would hate herself so much.

"Childe, I'm offended. She is not fit to stay in this world. Xiao Hei immediately took out a compass and threw it at Leng Yue'er.

"Ahh The compass emitted a golden light on the top of Leng Yue'er's head, and the light stabbed Leng Yue'er's whole body with pain. Murong Qingli hurriedly hugged her and hid her in her arms.

"Childe."

"None of you are allowed to touch her."