"Don't!" Qiao Shi took the soup cooked in the kitchen and sent it to the study for Prime Minister Ke Cheng, unexpectedly, she heard the conversation between Prime Minister Ke Cheng and Ke Ziqian's father and son, and in a panic, the tray in her hand slipped from her hand, and the soup bowl and porcelain jar fell all over the door of the study, "Don't take her life, she is already bitter enough, why should she even take her life?" Qiao knelt in front of Prime Minister Ke Cheng and burst into tears.

"What do women know? If we don't get rid of her, everyone in our prime minister's mansion will lose their lives because of her! Glancing at Qiao's family, Prime Minister Ke continued: "For her, the old man owes something in his heart, but things are already like this, so he can only continue to sacrifice her!" ”

Seeing that Prime Minister Ke Cheng had made up his mind, Qiao sobbed and said: "Let the concubine go, let the concubine go to give the poor child a ride, I haven't seen her for many years, and I don't know what she has become!" Prime Minister Ke got up, walked out of the bookcase, helped Qiao Shi up, and said bitterly: "It's okay for you to go, by the way, take a look at the child on behalf of the old man." Saying that, Prime Minister Ke Cheng was silent for a while, and then said: "Let Qian'er send you over, be careful in everything, accompany her for two more days, and then send her on the road!" ”

Qiao Shi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and nodded again and again: "Concubine, concubine, let's prepare!" The sound fell, Qiao Shi turned around and walked out of the study, at this time, Ke Ziqian endured the pain in his heart, and said to Ke Cheng: "Dad, is there really no room for things to turn around?" ”

"If anything, can you be ruthless for your father?" Making this decision, for Prime Minister Ke Cheng, it was not a matter of a day or two, but this time, it seemed that it had really reached the point of imperative, which made him look a lot older.

Ke Ziqian wanted to say something more, but when he saw Prime Minister Ke Cheng standing in front of the window, his back was indescribably lonely and lonely, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and retreated from the study.

Since childhood, his eldest brother and sister are about to leave this world, and my heart hurts terribly when I think about it.

With sadness, Ke Ziqian walked to the door of Qiao's bedroom: "Mother, are you ready?" ”

"Alright, alright!" Qiao's hands trembled, put a delicate vial into the package, and then said to the door: "Qian'er, you go to the kitchen and bring a few picked chickens and ducks with you, and then, then your mother will give your sister stewed soup to drink." Qiao Shi said, covering his mouth with his hands, and cried silently.

Those tears are painful, remorseful, and unbearable.

But, everything is up to her, it's up to her!

Tears flowed, and my heart ached.

She wanted to die on behalf of her poor daughter, she really wanted to!

Ke Ziqian listened to Qiao's words, and went to the kitchen without saying a word.

After a long time, he looked pained, and came to Qiao's door again, and said, "Mother, the child has put everything in the carriage." ”

"Hmm." Qiao Shi answered, and walked out of the door with the package, "Let's go!" ”

Because he remembered Ling Wushuang in his heart, after Xuanyuan Mo passed by Xuanyuan Qing's side, he lifted his breath, and suddenly it was like a big peng spreading his wings, volleying into the air, and floating in the direction of Lu Wangfu.

In an instant, the guards who stood on both sides of the palace road like wooden stakes all focused their eyes on him.

On his snow-white clothes, the dark embroidered blue lotus petals are lifelike, and between his actions, the wide sleeves are flying in the wind, with an indescribable casual elegance.

He was as handsome as a god, so that the guards did not withdraw their eyes until he disappeared without a trace.

Happiness and warmth accompanied Xuanyuan Mo from the sky above his small courtyard, slowly falling.

When I saw the three Snow Shadows, sitting under the peach blossom tree and laughing with the county lord of Qingyang, his expression suddenly softened on his cold and handsome face.

"Slave, slave and maid Snow Shadow (phantom, flower shadow) ......, I have seen it, I have seen ......" The three Snow Shadows saw the white figure falling from the sky, got up and were about to curtsily their knees, but they were all stunned in place.

Who is the handsome man in front of him?

Xuanyuan Mo smiled lightly, looked at the three Snow Shadows, and said a little teasingly: "Does this king look scary?" ”

"No, no......" The three of them shook their heads repeatedly, is this scary? It's so amazing that you can't speak, okay?

It is rumored by the people in the market that King Qi is the first beautiful man in Xuanyuan, which can be compared with the handsome man in a white shirt and a noble atmosphere in front of him.

Xue Ying has always been calm in trouble, and when she heard Xuanyuan Mo's teasing words, she raised her eyes and carefully looked at the clothes Xuanyuan Mo was wearing, then looked at Xuanyuan Mo's eyes, and hurriedly bowed her knees, and replied: "The slave Xue Ying has seen the prince!" ”

"Hmm." Xuanyuan Mo smiled and bowed his head, and was about to open his lips to ask Snow Shadow what to say, when the voice of the Flower Shadow suddenly sounded: "Are you really the prince?" The bright eyes flickered twice in succession, and the flower shadow looked at Xuanyuan Mo in disbelief.

"Do you want this king to tell me how you make this king happy?" Xuanyuan Mo was not displeased by Huaying's questioning that overstepped the rules, but made fun of Huaying.

Xue Ying glared at Hua Ying at this moment, and said to Xuanyuan Mo respectfully: "If the prince doesn't pay attention to Hua Ying, she is a person who doesn't understand the rules!" ”

"No problem." Xuanyuan Mo waved his hand, turned his gaze to the county lord of Qingyang, and saw that the little girl blinked her glass-like eyes, looking at him blankly, so she took a step forward and said softly: "Ling'er doesn't know Brother Mo?" The county lord of Qingyang staggered Xuanyuan Mo's gaze towards him, looked at Xue Ying, and saw Xue Ying nodding to her, so he turned his gaze to Xuanyuan Mo again, and said coquettishly: "Brother Mo, are you really Ling'er's Brother Mo?" ”

Xuanyuan Mo nodded, pursed his lips and smiled silently.

"Brother Mo is so beautiful, Ling'er likes Brother Mo like this so much." Speaking of this, the bright eyes of the county lord of Qingyang rolled, tilted his little head and continued: "However, if it is compared to Sister Shuang'er, Brother Mo will be a little worse!" The county lord of Qingyang said, and raised his hand to gesture in front of everyone.

A bright light flashed in Mama Gui's mind at this time, and she seemed to understand a fact, that is, why the eldest princess would bypass the current emperor, but entrusted the county lord of Qingyang to Ling Wushuang to take care of.

It turns out that the root of everything is in King Lu.

In other words, the eldest princess asked Ling Wushuang to take care of the county lord of Qingyang, but it was not that she saw that Xuanyuan Mo was pretending to be stupid, but that she felt that Ling Wushuang was a capable woman and would take care of her daughter like she took care of Xuanyuan Mo.

However, these words do not make much sense now.

Pretty? Xuanyuan Mo smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said to the county lord of Qingyang: "Ling'er is right, Brother Mo is not as good-looking as Sister Shuang'er. ”

"Lord Wang, you talk to the three girls first, and the old slave takes the county lord back to the courtyard to rest first!" Mama Gui is old and refined, she saw from Xuanyuan Mo's eyes that Xuanyuan Mo had something to ask Xue Ying, so Fu Shen said to Xuanyuan Mo, pulled the reluctant Qingyang County Lord and turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, Ruan Cui came back from the trance, bowed her knees to Xuanyuan Mo for a week goodbye, turned to the side and raised her hand to rub her eyes, and chased towards the figure of Gui Mama and the Qingyang County Lord.

Did she just see the gods in the sky?

Also having the same thoughts as Ruan Cui is the Phantom.

"Phantom, what are you doing?" Flower Shadow tugged at the hem of the Phantom's sleeve with her hand and whispered in her ear.

The phantom was embarrassed now, her pretty face suddenly turned red to the root of her ears, she glanced at Hua Ying, and said in a low voice: "How can I be in a daze? Hua Ying covered her mouth and chuckled, and whispered: "It's strange that you didn't look at the prince in a daze just now!" ”

As for the conversation between the flower shadow and the phantom, Xuanyuan Mo didn't listen carefully.

He was asking Snow Shadow at the moment.

"Isn't the princess in the courtyard?" Xuanyuan Mo didn't dare to ask Snow Shadow Ling Wushuang if he had returned to the palace, he prayed in his heart, praying that Ling Wushuang and Snow Shadow would return to the palace together, but this would go around with Qingying somewhere. Xue Ying had a slightly cold expression on her face, stagnated slightly, lowered her eyes and replied: "The master is still in the Star Moon Palace, she said that she would return to the palace in two days, so that the prince doesn't have to remember!" ”

Xue Ying didn't say any extra words, she couldn't bear to see the disappointment in the eyes of the man who was dressed in white like snow in front of her and loved her master with all her heart.

Xuanyuan Mo's heart became a little lost when the words came out of Xue Ying's mouth.

He turned and walked towards his room, "This king will go back to his room and sit down, you can do your business!" ”

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

The three of them bent their knees in response, and only after Xuanyuan Mo's figure entered the room did they get up and stand up, looking at each other.

"The prince seems to be a little unhappy!" Flower Shadow muttered quietly.

Snow Shadow didn't speak, but heard the Phantom sigh and catch Hua Ying's words: "The prince is unhappy because the master didn't come back with us." Flower Shadow rolled her eyes at the Phantom and said, "What you said is pure nonsense, I'm really too lazy to deal with you!" As soon as she finished speaking, she was afraid that the phantom would choke with her, so Hanaying hurriedly walked in the direction of the kitchen, "Snow Shadow, you see that little girl is getting more and more disagreeable, just like a little hedgehog." ”

"Well, what you just said is redundant. It's no wonder that Flower Shadow doesn't want to deal with you! Snow Shadow said with a light smile.

"Okay, even you bullied me together, huh! You're all bad people, ignore you! ”

Stamping his feet, the Phantom twisted his waist and went back to his room.

Alas! Snow Shadow sighed, looked in the direction where Mingcui Mountain was located, and was stunned.

What happened today is really shocking to the people of Beijing.

No, it should be said that on this night, outside the capital, and even other countries knew about the two major events that happened in Xuanyuan Capital.

The first thing is naturally that Ling Wushuang is not only a goddess, but also the palace master of the Star Moon Palace; Compared to the first thing, the second thing is a bit more sensational.

King Lu, who has been stupid for more than ten years, has returned to normal in his senses, not to mention, he is still a beautiful man, and his beauty can compete with the sun and the moon, or it is more dazzling than the light reflected by the sun and the moon.

As a result, I don't know how many women in the boudoir will be floating in the future, thinking of marrying this man who is full of light and has an outstanding breath and is like a god.

"Shuang'er, haven't you forgiven me yet?" Xuanyuan Mo sat in the room, it was one day, in the middle of the flower shadow once called him to eat, and was sent away by him with a sentence of "this king is not hungry", he sat quietly on the edge of the couch, with his hand stroking the position where Ling Wushuang had slept, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he kept whispering to himself.

A few days passed, and he lost sleep every night, annoying that he shouldn't have deceived Ling Wushuang, regretting why he didn't confess in front of Ling Wushuang earlier, and he had to delay it again and again, resulting in a situation where he hurt others and hurt himself today.

"I miss you so much, you know? Come back, as long as you come back, I will let you beat and scold, and let you reprimand! The warm words and tender eyes made the awe-inspiring domineering hidden on Xuanyuan Mo's body completely dispersed.

Now he is an ordinary son who is sad for his feelings.

The bangzi knocked more and more, the night gradually dyed like a lake, and every whisper that came out of Xuanyuan Mo's mouth seemed to be able to stir up rolling waves, but this wave was extremely soft, like a mother's soft hand, gently caressing the baby's sleeping face.

I don't know when, Xuanyuan Mo changed into ink-colored clothes, put on a jade lotus mask, opened the door lightly, and his long figure, like a flying Hong, quickly disappeared into the night.

The night is thick and the moon is shallow.

Prime Minister Ke Cheng has been sitting quietly on the chair since Ke Ziqian left the study.

Suddenly, the doors and windows that were closed together, "creaked" and opened to both sides, and then, the begonia petals flying all over the sky fell into the study with the night breeze, Ke Chengxiang frowned, got up and wanted to step out of the bookcase to close the doors and windows, at this moment, an ink-colored figure stepped on the moonlight and came slowly, under the reflection of the light, the figure got closer and closer, and became clearer and clearer.

Seeing the characteristics of the person who came, Ke Cheng immediately oozed cold sweat on his forehead.

Why is he here again? One didn't hold back, and the question from Prime Minister Ke's mouth came out.

"Why did the lord of the twilight building come to find the old man?"

Xuanyuan Mo didn't speak, and walked slowly into the study, and the door behind him was closed with a "bang".

The light emanating from his eyes was very deep, as if he contained the entire netherworld.

Even if he looks at him, he can't help but palpitate.

Prime Minister Ke hurriedly staggered his gaze, and couldn't help but feel cold.

"Lord Yulou, this is the second time you have entered the old man's mansion at night, and doing this is really not what a husband should do." Prime Minister Ke Cheng sat back on the chair, held back the panic in his heart, and stared at Xuanyuan Mo.

didn't hear what the other party said, Prime Minister Ke Cheng opened his mouth to question again, Xuanyuan Mo's body suddenly emitted a force, the moonlight, which was not very bright, became heavier in an instant, and the dark clouds floating around the cold moon seemed to turn into boulders in a blink of an eye, and the volley attacked him. Prime Minister Ke Cheng's eyes widened in horror, because this was not an illusion, and he clearly felt that the bones on his body were cracking.

Immediately afterward, his pupils gradually dilated uncontrollably.

It is rumored that the dragon of Qingfeng Building, the owner of the building, sees the head but does not see the tail, and his demeanor is outstanding, like a god, and his breath is ever-changing, and he looks like a demon king.

But right now, Prime Minister Ke Cheng only felt that the man in the ink shirt standing far away from him was a complete demon king.

Yes, he's not a god, he's a demon, a demon of the night who destroys everything in the world!

Prime Minister Ke Cheng, who was in a panic, sensed that the person opposite didn't really want to take his life, but the cold aura that hit him disappeared in an instant.

The wind is light and the moon is cold; Late at night, people are quiet.

It's as if nothing had happened.

Only the petals that fell into the study from the window were affected by the extreme power that overflowed from the man in the black shirt, and they danced variously and quickly.

Prime Minister Ke Cheng eased his mind, held back the pain in his body, and wanted to stand up and tell the man in the ink shirt who was staring at him to stop targeting him.

However, as long as he moved, his body seemed to be tortured in all ways, and he couldn't exert his strength in pain.

There was no way, so he had to sit down on the chair again in despair.

He gasped for a few breaths and looked up at the black shirt.

Xuanyuan Mo waved his sleeves slightly, and the red petals falling in the room made way for him, surrounded him, and watched him sit down on a chair not far from the bookcase.

His posture is very casual and idle. However, in the eyes of Prime Minister Ke Cheng, he suddenly felt that he was facing Emperor Yongjia in the Taiji Palace. No, the person in front of him is not comparable to the monarch of a country. He is the king of the whole world and the master of the universe.

The flowers fell, and Xuanyuan Mo's light but majestic voice overflowed from her thin lips: "Tell Ben where she is?" ”

He asked the question anyway.

Prime Minister Ke Cheng's brain was dizzy, the corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't make a sound. Xuanyuan Moyu's eyebrows twisted slightly, his sleeves waved slightly, and Prime Minister Ke Cheng let out a painful sound in his mouth, and then the chair under him and his people fell to the ground, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Lord of the Tower! You, you are ......" raised his sleeves and wiped them at the corners of his mouth, Prime Minister Ke endured the severe pain all over his body, and stood up with the bookcase. The corners of Xuanyuan Mo's mouth provoked a cold smile: "Say, where is she?" ”

Prime Minister Ke Cheng pretended to be confused, shook his head and said: "The old man doesn't know, I don't know which one the owner of the mansion asked." The smile on the corner of Xuanyuan Mo's mouth became even colder because of what Prime Minister Ke said.

"You don't say it, do you?" As he spoke, the smile overflowing from the corner of Xuanyuan Mo's mouth quickly disappeared, and in an instant, the breath in the entire study became condensed. Prime Minister Ke Cheng was so frightened that he tightened his fists on the bookcase, "The old man really doesn't understand which one the owner of the building is asking!" ”

"Really?" As the sound fell, I saw Prime Minister Ke Cheng's body fall to the ground again, and blood spurted out of his mouth again.

Struggling, Prime Minister Ke Cheng struggled, used all his strength, grabbed the edge of the bookcase, and stood up again.

His front was already covered with blood, and his face was as white as a ghost.

Xuanyuan Mo said lightly: "Where is King Lu's mother?" "He doesn't want to go around the bend with this thing that doesn't know what to live or die about, if it continues to be stubborn, he will have to be ruthless!

The blood and paleness were contrasted, and a touch of determination flashed in Prime Minister Ke Cheng's eyes, and he replied: "King Lu's mother, the old man doesn't know, how can he know where she is, the lord of the building once and twice forced the old man like this, why in the end?" Or does the lord of the house really have a personal affair with Princess Lu, and wants to use this matter to curry favor with Princess Lu? ”

Xuanyuan Mo's eyes changed.

The eyes are benevolent, pitch black, without any emotion and color.

Like the pupils of ancient gods and demons, it seems to be quiet and waveless, but it is actually full of bloodthirsty killing.

Prime Minister Ke's heart trembled faster and faster.

"Do you say it or don't you say it?" At this time, Xuanyuan Mo was standing in front of Prime Minister Ke Cheng, his slender hand tightly clamped Prime Minister Ke Cheng's neck, he didn't use any skill, he was still waiting for Prime Minister Ke's mouth to reply.

Prime Minister Ke raised his hand with difficulty, trying to free his neck from the clamps, but it was useless.

He wanted to cry out for mercy, but as Prime Minister Xuanyuan, he had his dignity and pride.

So, he allowed himself to bite his lip desperately.

Blood, crimson blood, poured out of his mouth.

The whole body trembled incessantly, as if it would never stop.

"Say, where the hell is she?" Xuanyuan Mo's power is like a giant dragon in the nine heavens, tightly entangled with Prime Minister Ke.

Slowly dipping into his skin, binding his muscles and bones, impregnating his soul, so that he would never have the opportunity to be reincarnated.

What a strong hellfire, does he ask for mercy? Do you want it? Do you want to tell where Princess Lu is?

Is he going to be burned by the fire of hell? Why did he smell the burnt flesh? Prime Minister Ke Cheng's face is hard to see in pain.

"Do you say it or don't you say it?"

With the questioning, the pitch black in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes seemed to be spinning, devouring the last shred of Ke Chengxiang's sanity.

He felt that the words that had been asked of him were like sharp daggers, frantically pounding in his heart.

Sacrifice one, save the lives of one family, or even one family, nine tribes.

Prime Minister Ke weighed and pondered in his heart.

Shilly-shally.

Suddenly, he thought of someone.

King Lu? The owner of Qingfeng Mansion in front of him, will he be alone with King Lu? If it is really a person, then what should he do, whatever he thinks in his heart, the cold sweat on Prime Minister Ke Cheng's forehead is pouring out, "You, you are ...... King Lu, you, you...... It had to be him. When Xuanyuan Mo heard this, he suddenly let go.

Prime Minister Ke fell to the ground heavily, gasping for air.

He had a feeling of narrowly escaped death.

Xuanyuan Mo looked down at him, the halo of light in his eyes constantly changing.

"The prime minister's eyesight is good, he is King Lu, can you tell the whereabouts of the princess?" The shallow words, the sharp eyes, and the confirmed results in his heart made Prime Minister Ke Cheng's body tremble even more.

"Doesn't the Prime Minister still recognize that the king's mother is your daughter?" Seeing Prime Minister Ke Cheng speak, Xuanyuan Mo squatted down and asked the question that Prime Minister Ke Cheng was most afraid of, "Or is it that in the Prime Minister's heart, only the queen is your daughter, and my mother is just a dispensable person?" Yes? Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Mo's eyes sank, and then said, "It seems that the Prime Minister doesn't want to say it, what should I do?" You are the king's titular grandfather, and it would have been easy for me to take your life, but if my mother knew about it later, she would have wept sadly. The words from hell made Prime Minister Ke laugh at his hesitation just now, and in an instant, a decision that was almost cruel to him arose in his heart.

This decision made his wrinkled, bloodless old face even more gray - even if he died, he would not say a word to the demon from hell in front of him.

For the sake of the family, it is obvious where he is going.

Just now, he didn't have to think about it at all.

Xuanyuan Mo smiled, his smile had an endless evil charm, as if he could immediately make everything in this study come to naught. However, he didn't, he just stretched out his hand, caught a red begonia petal, and suddenly closed his palm, so that the red falling flower formed a red blood tear in his palm.

The coldness vanished in an instant.

He stood up, and the index finger of his right hand suddenly drew a blue light, and circled around the tendons and veins of Ke Chengxiang's hands and feet.

Ke Chengxiang opened his mouth in pain and was about to scream, and an ink-colored yao pill the size of a grain of rice entered his mouth like an arrow from the string.

He rolled on the ground from time to time with his mouth open, but he couldn't make a sound.

Death, no matter how simple a word is, it is as difficult as heaven for him.

Who can help him, help him out of this pain?

Xuanyuan Mo stared at him, his gaze slowly wandered over him, and said lightly: "This is the price you paid for what you did, so you can only bear it!" With that, Xuanyuan Mo squatted down again, and lowered his eyes to look at Prime Minister Ke Cheng who was struggling on the ground: "Do you really want to die?" ”

Ke Cheng seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, endured the pain to the bone, and nodded again and again.

"Die, you don't deserve it! A ruthless and cold-blooded person like you doesn't deserve to die at all! This king wants you to live, to live to see how this king punishes you cold-blooded and ruthless people, and to experience what it is like to fall from the clouds into the earth. Remember, this king will not let go of a wicked person! ”

Turbid tears flowed down Prime Minister Ke Cheng's thin old face, and kept flowing.

He shook his head, he shook his head desperately, hoping that Xuanyuan Mo would not be so ruthless.

"You're begging me to spare your family, aren't you? But which of you has spared me? Who spared my mother again? Whether my mother is alive or dead until now, I don't know. I hate, hate you all! At the beginning, you used means to take away everything that belonged to my mother, and let me, as a young woman, suffer from the queen in the palace. However, the queen has gained the reputation of a loving mother, but I have to pretend to be stupid and live to this day. Where were you then? My so-called grandfather, my mother's so-called relatives, where are you one by one? ”

Xuanyuan Mo looked at Prime Minister Ke.

He stopped talking, because the person lying on the ground in front of him was no longer the majestic Prime Minister Ke Cheng, but a pitiful worm.

He smiled faintly, picked up the tea cup on the bookcase, looked at the tea in the cup, and said: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, not that they will not be reported, but that the time has not come." From today onwards, it is the beginning of the doom of the Prime Minister and your queen's daughter, mother and son! "The cool tea, reflected in the cold moonlight, is like a lake rippling in the night.

Lonely, lonely.

Following.

On Mingcui Mountain, the smoke waves are vast, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and a trace of reddish light is about to break through the layers of clouds and mist.

It's finally dawning.

The first light of the world shone on the top of Mingcui, covering all things with a layer of brilliant brilliance.

Two slender white shadows stood in this light one after the other, looking in the direction of the capital.

"Master, let's go back and rest!" Qing Ying said with some worry for the sake of Ling Wushuang's body. Last evening, Ling Wushuang heard the news that the disciples of the Star Moon Palace had brought back from the capital, and he had been sleepless for almost the whole night, and there was still more than an hour before dawn, so he had to say anything to take her to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise.

If you want her to say that looking at the Lu Wangfu in the direction of the capital is the truth, Qingying muttered in her heart from time to time.

He showed his true face, and he stopped pretending to be stupid.

Did he know that if he did so, he would be in endless trouble, and he would be about to find him?

"Master, if you are worried about the prince, let's leave for the palace immediately." Ling Wushuang stood with his hands in his hands, and did not answer Qingying's words, Qingying's apricot eyes rolled slightly, and then said: "Master, I heard that there is a Miss Wanxi, who came to the capital from the distant Yunxia Mountain to find the prince, and oh, that Miss Wanxi, she is delicate and weak, and she is as beautiful as a fairy, if you don't return to the prince, what if she snatches the prince away?" ”

The glow shone brightly, and Ling Wushuang's beautiful face was filled with a shallow smile: "It's mine, no one can take it away; It's not mine, and it's useless to force it. "Wanxi? His junior sister, if he really had that woman in his heart, how could he not tell him the identity of King Xuanyuan Lu? When she goes back to the palace, she wants to go back, but not today, nor tomorrow.

"Master, the slave and maid don't understand, you obviously like the prince tightly, and you no longer care about the prince all the time, why don't you go down the mountain and return to the prince?" Qingying's pursed mouth could almost hang a soy sauce bottle.

Ling Wushuang smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze from a distance, turned to Qingying and said, "You know so much!" ”

"Hey, hey!" Qingying smirked twice, and said to his fingers: "Isn't this because the slave maid has a smart master?" ”

"Poor girl!" Ling Wushuang snorted at Qingying, his beautiful eyes flowing, "The air in this mountain is good, I'll take care of my body for two more days, and then we'll go down the mountain and go back to the palace." ”

"Really?"

Qingying blinked, a little unconvinced of what Ling Wushuang said.

"Fake!" Ling Wushuang said, chuckling lightly, and for a moment he could see that the shadow was stupidly guilty of again.

Of course, the person was stunned, but the little mouth said uncontrollably: "Master, you are really too beautiful!" ”

Yes, the woman in front of me is wearing a white dress flying in the wind, and she is extremely beautiful.

To describe her beauty with the color of the country and the fragrance of the country, and the country and the city, it is so vulgar that it can no longer be vulgar.

She is the fairy outside the sky, a fairy conjured by the spirits of all things in the world with their aura.

All kinds of petals flew all over the sky, and when they fell in front of this peerless fairy in white, they seemed to be ashamed of her dazzling appearance, and quickly dodged away.

"Can beauty be eaten as a meal?" Ling Wushuang dropped such a nonsensical sentence, jumped into the air, and floated in the direction of the Star Moon Palace.

Qingying stomped his feet and shouted: "The master is really good at laughing, but what, if the prince looks at the master every day, he will definitely be full without eating." As she spoke, Qingying's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the mountains for a long time, and Ling Wushuang's figure floating in the air, because of what Qingying said, she was almost relieved and fell from the air, but fortunately, she reacted quickly and hurriedly lifted her breath, which narrowly escaped a catastrophe.

The corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she flew forward a little faster.

"Master, are you shy of what the slave said? Otherwise, why would you almost fall! Ha ha! ”