Chapter 73: [If First Seen] Murong Xuan's Conspiracy

Murong Xuan sneered and fiddled with the unknown flower that had just been picked in his hand.

Childe would never ask for a woman who has been touched by others, not to mention that the white-haired man doesn't look bad.

If Dugu Qiyue slept with that white-haired man, she would never want to return to her son in her life!

"When will Childe be notified?"

"Princess Qiyue is coming, naturally she wants to inform the childe, the third watch of the flying pigeon to pass the book, in addition, order someone to take care of her, before the arrival of the child, no one is allowed to disturb them!"

She wants Childe to catch the traitor herself, and when the time comes, Childe will definitely take back the key to the Ice Palace from Dugu Qiyue.

Then it won't take much effort, and she will be able to finish her off with that woman's watery flower!

"Okay, I'll do it, Sister Xuanxuan is waiting to watch a good show. ”

Listening to Xuelou, there are people who don't see you, but the owner of the building on weekdays is Murong Xuan, so no one dares to disobey her if she wants to do something.

Everyone who listens to Xuelou knows that Murong Xuan likes Jun not to see, after Murong Xuan gradually controls Tingxue Lou, Jun Bujian will definitely give Murong Xuan a place to stand, if Jun Xuan can return to Xueyang Kingdom to inherit the throne in the future, Murong Xuan must be a great hero.

Most likely, it is the mother of the nation.

So listening to the snow floor up and down, I am even more obedient to her.

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When you received the news, you didn't expect it, but you also felt that it was reasonable.

The little woman had always been smart, but she was lazy to walk at this time, knowing that she was going to contact him in Tingxue Lou.

And at this time, the seventh day of the first month was not comfortable at all.

Although this town is far away from Xueyang Country, it is also like spring all year round, and the weather will not be hot, but on such a night, she is full of heat, and she only feels feverish, like a fire from the bottom of her heart, and her brain is a little dizzy.

The window was ajar, and a pot of small purple flowers bloomed quietly on the windowsill.

At this time, the aroma is particularly sultry, just like the wine in the glass, and it is more and more delicious.

Her consciousness gradually became unconscious, and she felt a little drunk.

And the remnant sword beside him was even worse than her, he drank more wine than her, and at this time he had already thrown the black cloak aside, he was covered with sweat, and he went to untie the clothes on his body, white hair and red eyes, and at this moment he was not as glamorous as the real existence.

"On the seventh day of the first month, I'm so thirsty, give me water......"

He gradually leaned towards Chu Qi's side, like a fish starved of water, gasping with his mouth wide open.

At first, it was hot, and gradually the evil fire in his body burned his reason, and gradually only instinct remained, he reached out to hug Chu Qi, writhing his body uncomfortably, but he didn't know what he wanted to do, his own skin was extremely cold, and Chu Qi couldn't help but lean towards him......

The two of them were holding each other in a delirious way, but you didn't see it at this time, but pushed open the door of the hut.

He came faster than Murong Xuan expected, so much so that when she brought him to find this Princess Qiyue, she was a little worried, things were not what she imagined.

Sure enough, she followed Jun behind her, only to see the two of them hugging each other, the white-haired man's upper clothes had been taken off, and Chu Qi closed his eyes and snuggled him, wrapped very tightly.

Murong Xuan was a little regretful that they hadn't done anything.

She should have known that it would not take time for her son to come here at all, but if she was notified too late, it would easily arouse his suspicions.

But Rao is like this, and you are also angry at this time, and you can't believe it.

"The seventh day of summer!"