After watching the show enough and I was satisfied with it, Meng Shiyue looked at Qiqi and deliberately said coldly: "Murong Qiqi, don't blame me for not reminding you, my patience is worse than you imagined."

Qiqi took a deep breath, and finally stood up as if surrendering, and met the eyes of the world's unreturned eyes, with no spirit.

Sihai Bugui moved his lower lip, as if he had a lot to say, but in the end he only called out: "Can the imperial doctor come to see her body? She was so injured..."

"I've seen it." Meng Shiyue signaled them to sit down.

The two had to sit at the table, but Qiqi was still stalemate, looking like she was keeping others from being in a thousand miles away.

He was not angry even if he didn't return. He kept looking at her, with pity and heartache in his eyes.

Such an expression cannot be interpreted by ordinary people at all. Sihai Bugui is originally a calm person, so it is even more impossible for him to act.

But he was not performing anything. At this moment, he felt distressed when he saw Qiqi being injured.

But because of this truth, Meng Shiyue believed in this matter more and ordered someone to send breakfast. She said, "I finally came back. Let's try this breakfast together."

When Qiqi heard the word "family", he seemed very resistant and his face changed immediately.

But she struggled for a long time in her heart, and finally picked up the cup and said to the two: "Qiqi respects Dad, and His Majesty, one."

"From the future, after calling your father, I will call me the Queen Mother. We are a family, so there is no need to be so disgusted." Meng Shiyue raised her eyebrows slightly and said lightly.

Qiqi was frightened, her hands trembled, and the cup fell from her hands. She stood up suddenly and looked at Meng Shiyue, her thin lips trembling.

Meng Shiyue smiled and said, "What are you panic? After the Cuju competition and Mid-Autumn Festival are over, I will announce your identity as your highness to the public. Do you think this is good?"

The last sentence she asked was that she would not return to the world.

The world is not returning but just looking at Qiqi and has no response.

Seeing him in this way, he was completely immersed in the joy of seeing his daughter.

Meng Shiyue's goal did not prevent their father and daughter from reunion. Today's morning court has been missed, and she does not plan to go to court again.

Taking advantage of not having enough rest last night, she left the space for the father and daughter, and she left herself.

Until Meng Shiyue walked away and the world was about to talk, Qiqi still blinked at him and shook his head gently.

Sihai Bugui pursed his lips until his mouth was swallowed back. He just picked up the chopsticks and delivered the snacks to her bowl, and said softly: "Eat more, your injury will be fine."

Qiqi nodded and had a quiet meal. Neither of them said much during the meal. They spent almost half an hour in silence.

...After two incense sticks, Hongyu returned to Meng Shiyue's bedroom and reported to her what she had heard outside the room just now. Meng Shiyue was quite satisfied with this.

But Hongyu looked at her and said in confusion: "Your Majesty, do you really want to enthrone Murong Qiqi as Your Highness?"

Your Majesty's golden mouth has already opened, so naturally this sentence cannot be said casually, unless she sends Murong Qiqi back to the west before the enthronement ceremony. But now it seems that she has no intention of attacking Murong Qiqi.

Meng Shiyue did not respond to her words. It was not the turn of others to talk too much. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "What was Murong Qiqi doing when Sima Yanji went to Murong Mansion?"

Hongyu replied truthfully: "Listen to Sima Dutong, she was having sex with Prince Nan at that time, and she should be doing things for men and women."

Meng Shiyue's smile on the corner of her lips became deeper. It seemed that it was not difficult for a person who was both lustful and affectionate to control her.

As long as she satisfies her desires and gives enough threats, no matter how powerful she is, she is afraid she will not be able to escape from her palm.

Thinking about her strength back then, she was not as strong as Meng Cangyun's martial arts skills, so she still took over her country, and even the men were also taken into their pockets?

Now, her strength is no longer the same as before. Even if there are still some remnants at work, how can she do anything to her?

She never takes these people seriously. In her eyes, everyone is just an ant that can be pinched to death by her at any time.

"Your Majesty..." Hongyu had a little worried in her eyes. She wanted to say something, but was afraid that what she said would make her angry.

Meng Shiyue waved her hand, feeling a little impatient: "I am tired, I need to rest."

Hongyu didn't dare to say much, leaned towards her and said, "I respectfully sent Your Majesty back to your room."

Meng Shiyue stood up, remembered something before leaving, looked back at her, and said indifferently: "Bring Hongqing back, I want him to stay in the palace in the future."

Although with the chess piece Murong Qiqi, the senior brother would not dare to refuse the treatment of the imperial doctor, but he was in such a state of health, and it would be a short time to get better.

I have been depressed for too long recently and haven't vented for a long time. I can't be excited about the men in the harem. If I don't change my tone, my life will be extremely boring.

Until Meng Shiyue walked away, Hongyu was still standing in her original place, her palms kept tightening.

After all, I still don’t want to let the young master go. Since I don’t like the young master, why bother to hurt him? The young master’s heart is as delicate as jade, and only she doesn’t understand how fragile that heart is.

But now, what is she going to do?

Mo Zhu's injuries have not healed, so she has to deal with everything herself. Will she really have to send the young master to her bed with her own hands?

This time, Hongyu felt a dilemma that she had never felt before...

...

When Qiqi returned to Murong Mansion, it was almost noon.

Mu Ruhua led her team to Cuju Field early in the morning and continued to participate in the Cuju competition.

As for the men in the mansion, they were waiting for her in the study at this moment. They all had scarlet blood in their eyes, and they all looked like they had no rest, but before she came back, none of them could fall asleep peacefully.

Chu Xuanchi came back, and a mysterious robe outlined his tall body in a strangely straight manner. The silver thread was just casually tied behind his head, adding a lazy atmosphere to him.

But Qiqi knew very well that the man who was still writing quickly after sitting at the desk, even though he looked lazy, his hand and head had never stopped.

After dropping the last stroke, Chu Xuanchi put the brush on the pen holder and raised the letter paper. When the ink was dry, he held the letter paper up and put it in the envelope without even lifting his eyelids. He just called out lightly: "Dongfangming."

Dongfang Ming seemed to be summoned anytime and anywhere, and he didn't know where the person was hiding. After hearing his shouting, in just a moment, the person had already pushed the door open.

"Find a reliable brother and send this letter to Zhuxian Island and hand it to my master." Chu Xuanchi handed the letter to him.

Dongfang Ming took it, leaned towards him, greeted others, and hurriedly left.

Qiqi walked over, looked at the man sitting there through the desk, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you just believe me so? What if I messed up..."

"Aren't you back?" Chu Xuan said indifferently.

In fact, after he came back, he knew that her plan was going well after seeing Chu Jiangnan here, but Wu Ya Siqing was afraid that she would suffer a little soon.

Qiqi could see his worries clearly. He looked back at Mu Chu who was sitting aside, and she said, "What's going on over there?"

But Mu Chu looked at Wuming, whose eyes were locked on Qiqi's face and comforted him: "I just came back not long ago. They are still good now. But today they have experienced three groups of people's pursuit. Mr. Qin was a little injured, but it's just a minor injury, it's okay."

Three groups of people... This is also called Shang Hao? After these groups of criticism, they will sooner or later be exhausted.

Qiqi rubbed the corner of his eyebrows. In order to win the trust of Yu Meng Shiyue, she told her not to doubt Xiao Ran anymore. Wu Ya Siqing and Mu Xinru's side were afraid that they would be in peace these days.

But if Meng Shiyue didn't let anything be captured, how could Xiao Ran's news be confirmed? However, there was one thing she still couldn't understand...

Looking down at Chu Xuanchi, who was sitting alone behind the desk, she hesitated and said, "You knew that Meng Shiyue knew that A Chu's mother was still alive in this world, but she asked me to confess to Meng Shiyue's relationship with Mu Hongyi and A Chu, aren't you afraid that she would really doubt anything?"

In fact, she has been taking risks in this matter. It’s not that she is brave, she has also had doubts. The real bold person is the Xuan King who never likes to speak too clearly. Without his support, how could she dare to take such a risk?

Such a thing is very likely to be wiped out by accident. It can be seen that he is so calm that she can feel at ease for no reason.

It was always difficult for her to question his decision because she believed that his decision would never be wrong.

"There is no lie to be perfect. Since it cannot be perfect, it is better to treat each other with sincerity." Chu Xuanchi glanced at her, then grabbed a chair out of thin air, placed it beside him, and signaled her to sit down.

The girl's eyes were covered in blood, her face was pale, and she was obviously injured. She was afraid that she had already given an injection to suppress her injuries when she came back.

"I suffered a lot in the palace, right?" Even if he was not a doctor, he could see clearly about her current situation. It was no wonder that Mu Chu was already quietly debugging the medicine as soon as she entered the door.

As Chu Xuanchi expected, after Qiqi sat down, Mu Chubian stood up and walked towards her.

He put two bottles of medicine on the table, and he took Qiqi's wrist and took her pulse seriously.

Wuming and Chu Jiangnan did not study much about the medical methods, but at this time they knew that Qiqi was injured, and the two of them were all focused on Mu Chu's face. When Mu Chu's entangled eyebrows relaxed, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meng Shiyue was injured?" Mu Chu looked at Qiqi with his eyes down and asked calmly. The murderous aura in his eyes was as cautious as the bloodthirsty light in Chu Xuanchi's eyes. Even if it just flashed, Qiqi still caught it.

"She is just to win the trust of my father, so don't think about this matter for the time being." I don't know the anger in these two guys, but if she was not injured and suffered a little, how could she believe that she was her daughter?

At least, from Meng Shiyue's perspective, she would definitely think so.

In order to make Meng Shiyue believe it, they must think what she thinks and worry about what she is worried about.
Chapter completed!