The Wood Illusion Forest can stimulate the deepest desires in people's hearts, and what Shangguan Gongzi wants is to kill her. But Shangguan Gongzi stayed by Miss Ge's side and played a deeply affectionate scene, in which there must be some ulterior purpose.

She raised her head, her eyes were dark, and her voice was as faint as a cup of cold white: "I know he wants to kill me." ”

"If you know, why ......"

Seeing the woman's stiff back, Wei Ran pursed her thin lips and swallowed the rest of the words back into her mouth, leaving only one sentence in her heart: Why do you want him to stay by your side?

Yun Qiange withdrew her hand, thinking about Shangguan Ning's words and deeds in her mind, these days, he is indeed courteous, although she also suspects that all this is fake, in the end, she still hopes that he can let go of hatred, she bites her lip, or ...... Can't do it?

Yun Qiange touched his nose helplessly, turned around and smiled bitterly at Wei Ran: "Actually, I don't know what to do with him, Shangguan Ning is sometimes awkward like a child, sometimes stubborn like a cow, and always can't do it, it's really, it's too similar to me." ”

Anyway...... Anyway, life still has to pass.

Yun Qiange shrugged his shoulders with relief and smiled easily: "Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and when he doesn't make a move on me, I won't know it for the time being." ”

Seeing Yun Qiange say this, Wei Ran didn't want to say anything more, so he stepped forward and pulled the black crack open, let Yun Qiange go first, and then walked out of the black crack himself.

Yun Qiange walked out of a black crack and returned to the real peach blossom forest, a certain red flower butterfly pounced into her arms, a pair of demonic Danfeng eyes seemed to have tears, he sniffed, and really fell a few crystal tears, crying around her waist: "Woo, princess, scared the concubine to death, the concubine still thinks that something happened to you, woo, if you have something long and two short, let the concubine live in the future." ”

This cry is a burst of pear blossoms with rain, the beauty of that delicate face is pitiful, and the pair of misty peach blossom eyes are even more seductive, Yun Qiange twitched the corner of his mouth, what a goblin, it's a pity not to act, it's a pity for your talent!

Yun Qiange pulled out a certain flower butterfly along his crimson collar, then pulled it out of his sleeve, and took out a blue checkered handkerchief, cough, it seems that Wei Ran borrowed her just now, forget it, let's do it.

"Take it, take it, wipe the tears, don't wipe the tears on my clothes, it's disgusting." The woman shook the handkerchief in disgust.

Shangguan Ning didn't take the handkerchief, he cried even more, he wiped his tears with his hands and accused Yun Qiange of his crimes: "Woo woo woo, princess, do you dislike the concubine?" Woo woo, the concubine body is obviously still so captivating to the country and the city, beautiful as a flower, bright and moving, how can you dislike the concubine body? ”

...... Shangguan Ning, do you want to make a face? Who did you learn from when you were so narcissistic?

Yun Qiange sighed helplessly, and gently took the blue silk handkerchief to gently wipe the tears on Shangguan Ning's face.

She joked with tears and laughter: "Okay, don't cry, you are not Meng Jiangnu, and you still expect to cry down the Great Wall?" ”

Shangguan watched in a daze as the princess took the silk handkerchief and wiped the tears from his face for him.

Under the sun, there was a touch of tenderness in the woman's clear eyes, her movements were gentle, with a taste of pampering, and time seemed to have returned to a year ago, when no matter how he hurt her, she spoke to him with such an attitude......

Heart, a little painful. He shouldn't be attached to, he shouldn't be attached to her tenderness, obviously, he hates...... Obviously, she should have been killed.

The fingertips in the sleeves were clenched tightly, and the nails were deeply sunk into the flesh, struggling, tangling, and hesitating.

Princess, what the hell am I ...... What should I do with you?