The eyes that are waiting for the book remind me all the time that she hates me......

I've been looking for reasons in me for a long time. What did I do wrong to make the book go like this!

After thinking about it, Xu is arrogant, Xu is unwilling to admit it, I always feel that I am right.

Maybe there are too many temptations in the world, maybe the fickleness of the human heart is too much, in short, it has nothing to do with me.

When I saw that I was silent, I smiled and said, "What? Nothing to say? Scold...... Murong Yuqing, you wait, good luck won't take care of you forever! ”

After that, I saw that her expression suddenly turned cold, and she picked up the fragment of the porcelain plate that I had pushed down on the ground with one hand, and strode towards me! There is a big one, pulling me to die with her.

The anger in her eyes and the hatred on her face made me drag my heavy body back a step.

Qing Cang sat next to me, and he stood up at the speed of the wind and clouds, blocking in front of me, "Someone! Drag this / / person down to me! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Murong Yuqing, didn't you treat me as a maid? Don't you treat me like a sister? What are you afraid of! When the book saw me retreating, he opened his mouth and smiled, "Come on, since you treat me as a sister, how about accompanying me?" ”

Before the two guards could get close to her, the book took a few more steps forward.

However, before she could make a move this time, she was caught by the guards who caught up.

"Let go of me! Let me go! "I'm struggling desperately to wait for the book, and her eyes are like a sharp knife, and she can't wait to cut me with a thousand knives!

is as weak as her, but today she doesn't know where the strength comes from, and she doesn't want to give in.

Suddenly, in the midst of her struggles, she finally got her chance. As soon as she knocked the guards away with her wrist, she threw the fragments of the porcelain plate at me with all her strength!

There was a "hiss......" sound, and there was a cold snort all around.

Behind me is a wall of flowers, and there is no way back! Although Qing Cang is by my side, as a concubine, I must not be able to hide behind Qing Cang, let him block this danger for me.

So, in the midst of the confusion, I hurriedly pulled Qing Cang behind me and blocked him. Then, he hurriedly closed his eyes and covered his stomach tightly with his hands.

However, the impact I had been waiting for did not appear. There was a slight smell of blood between the snorts, and with the gust of breeze, sometimes strong, sometimes light.

I slowly opened my eyes, only to see that Qing Cang had already grabbed the porcelain piece that was waiting for the book to be thrown over.

Although others were behind me, those hands reached out from my ears to the front, and they prevented me from this danger. His hand clenched into a fist, ten inches away from me. There was bright red overflowing from the fist, drop by drop, dripping on the ground and blooming bright roses.

With a "snap", I saw that Qing Cang let go of his hand, and the porcelain pieces fell in response.

He walked out of me with a cold body, and walked step by step to the waiting room. There was more evil in him than in a book. Even if he didn't hold out any hope, he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the devil-like firmament.

Without waiting for the book to speak, Qing Cang stretched out his right hand at lightning speed.

The broad palm was attached to the slender neck of the book, and it only took a little effort to lift the whole person by Qingcang.