After Long Xiangyu left, Feng Qingling's spirit was a little sleepy, and he soon fell asleep. She couldn't possibly know what was going on outside, and she didn't pay much attention to it. In her opinion, if Long Xiangyu can't even solve such a trivial matter, it is not worth her worry about at all.

Then, Feng Qingling, who had no heart and lungs, was awakened by a slap from Ao Ling, who was crazy. The face was hot and painful, Feng Qingling was second again, no matter how nervous he was, he was also beaten by this slap.

The room was forbidden by Ao Ling, and the ink couldn't get in, so he could only be in a hurry.

This slap was really ruthless, Feng Qingling's left side of his face was half swollen, and his mouth was fishy sweet. Feng Qingling turned sideways and spat blood into the small saucer where the refreshments were placed on the side, and looked at Ao Ling's eyes very sharp, revealing a murderous aura. But there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her expression was very infiltrating. wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, lay down again, and looked at Ao Ling intently.

The little girl was already mad at this time, what status, demeanor and pride, she didn't care about it at all. Feng Qingling has never paid close attention to Ao Ling, because in her opinion, Ao Ling is too tender, she has never regarded her as an opponent who hinders her, she is not even as beautiful as Xue Ji, and she is not as well-behaved and sensible as Long Xiangyu's other concubines. However, it was only at this moment that she realized that all of them, including her Feng Qingling, could never compare to Ao Ling, that is, love, the love for Long Xiangyu that gave almost all her affection.

Love this kind of thing, in fact, as I said a long time ago, Feng Qingling still hates this thing because of the trouble. Even if she hated it, she knew that as long as she stuck to this thing, she would lose her freedom forever. Because her heart is bound, where can her people go?! In this way, she is actually a little resistant or afraid of this in her heart, and she is also afraid that one day she will really love someone and love to die and live, just like falling in love with Long Xiangyu in the first life. She thought she was stupid like that, and she didn't want to see it a second time.

Such a thought flashed in his mind in an instant, and then he went to look at Ao Ling, and he was not so angry about her behavior just now: "Little girl, sister wants to sleep, please go out if you have nothing to do!"

"Is your heart made of stone?" Ao Ling's whole body trembled, his fingers pointed at her, gritting his teeth, he couldn't tear her directly. How can there be such a hard-hearted person.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand your righteous indignation. Long Xiangyu cut his fingers neatly when I didn't have time to be moved and entangled, which made me feel too unreal, as if it had been arranged, there was no buffer, how could I, the audience, have that kind of on-site tension?

"Feng Qingling!!" Ao Ling grabbed her by the collar and wanted to beat her again, but the slap was about to fall, but was stopped by a cold palm.

Looking at Mo Yan, who was dressed in black, Feng Qingling raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I've been thinking about when you will come to save my master." ”

Mo Yan glanced coldly at the already swollen face, and threw Ao Ling aside, of course, the strength was well grasped, Ao Ling stopped steadily three meters away, and was just about to open her mouth to scold, Mo Yan flicked her sleeves, and she was frozen in place, unable to move, unable to speak.

"I really want to see her punch you again!" Mo Yan stood on the side of the bed, looking at her, without any emotion, "Long Xiangyu's position as the Dragon Monarch of the Four Seas may not be kept!" A simple sentence made clear the positions of all parties.

Long Xiangyu's position as the Dragon Monarch of the Four Seas may not be kept. What does it mean? It means that the dragon clan does not want to be as calm as it seems on the surface, which means that the Emperor of Heaven has a tacit approval of the development of this matter, which means that Long Xiangyu is estimated to really hand over the position of the Dragon Monarch of the Four Seas this time. Because, Mo Yan never lies.

, what is this? She still reacted, she really hadn't thought about what Long Xiangyu had done for her? What was she doing? She really wanted to cry twice and shed a little tears of sadness before she was willing? But she really wanted to say: This princess can't do it!

It's absolutely true to say that she is not moved, is she Feng Qingling lying for this? If she is not moved, she is not moved, hum! There are many men who are willing to die for this princess, and this princess is not rare!

"Tut-tut, it's really useless! I can't even keep my position!" Feng Qingling pursed her lips, squinting at Ao Ling's cannibalistic expression, and her heart was secretly refreshed.

Her little expression was under Mo Yan's nose, and Mo Yan couldn't bear to look at it directly. With a look of disgust, he said: "No matter how thick-skinned you are, you can tear it off and make it into a winter coat, and give it to the people in the extremely cold land for the winter!"

Feng Qingling glared at him intently.

"If there is anything you ask me to help hurry up, my time is precious, and I won't wait for the expiration!" Mo Yan didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"Don't you have an infinite amount of time? Besides, your time is mine, don't forget who is your master!"

"Yes!" Mo Yan wanted to vomit blood, "But didn't you ask me to help you do lifelong things?" I really have limited time!"

"Oh! yes, I forgot about that!"

"Or, Long Jun is like this now, and that matter can no longer be ......"

"You're not good! I can't abandon Brother Xiang just because his career is not going well! As a good wife, I should encourage him to get back on his feet, right?"

I'll go, do you dare to be a little more cheeky?

Mo Yan glanced at her and grinded his teeth.

Feng Qingling looked at his expression and obediently: "Help me bring a letter to my father!"

"What about faith?"

Feng Qingling pretended to have a sudden realization, and hurriedly pulled the handkerchief that Xiao Yahuan left for her to wipe her mouth, flattened it on her legs, and after Ao Ling picked her up and wanted to beat her, she didn't lie down again. At this time, she sat upright, and her usual giggling posture suddenly became strict, Mo Yan's heart tightened, and the whole person was not good. Watching her bite her index finger didn't stop it. ......

The two lines of blood on the white Juan Pa are particularly shocking.

Lao Fengjun stared at those two lines of words, obviously everyone knew it, but he just didn't understand what it meant. What do you mean by "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise but cannot do it"? Misuse famous sentences! Is this the original sentence? Who wants you to raise them? Lao Tzu just asked you to give birth to a few grandchildren for Lao Tzu, and you will play this with Lao Tzu? Break off relations with Lao Tzu, right? Oh my God! His daughter is sick, right?!

"What can I do about this? Ling'er, what does this mean, I am such a precious daughter!"

"I'm just this one daughter!" God knows why he suddenly didn't want me as a father! I want to cry! But as Emperor Feng, he has to hold it!

Mo Yan stood there quietly. He didn't understand what the princess meant or why she did it, but he felt that she must have her plans, and she would always know.

Whether the Three Realms will become more chaotic or whether they will eventually return to some kind of calm, no one can predict. But he felt that Yiqiē seemed to have kicked off at this moment.