As the only person who knows all the secrets of Chu Xuanchi, Mu Chu couldn't tell what it felt like.

It was obviously a hostile relationship, but by chance, it entered the other party's life step by step.

Until now, he knew more than anyone else what Chu Xuanchi had secrets. He could always know what Chu Xuanchi wanted to do before others. Even Chu Xuanchi was the first to hear the last wish that Chu Xuanchi prepared for him!

Even if he didn't want to listen, the guy had to make it clear by his side that all the arrangements of the Dream Clan, Qiqi and Baoer's future, and even his mother and his master would have to be taken care of.

Where did he get so much time and energy to do this for him?

So this guy would better not really fall down for him. If he falls down, wouldn’t he be exhausted in his life? The burden on him is so heavy, who would be willing to bear it for him except himself?

I don’t know where Chu Xuanchi got the confidence, and I think that if something happens to him, he will have all his wishes for him.

He obviously hates him so much, how could he help him?

It's simply whimsical and ignorant!

...

In such an early morning, someone was in a bedroom far away in the palace in the imperial city, and after being seriously injured, he was using his power to regulate his breathing.

After finally suppressing the surging breath, Meng Shiyue slowly opened her eyes and wiped away the blood from the corners of her lips. She turned off the bed, and she didn't even put on her robe, so she walked out of the dormitory.

Hongyu and Sima Yanji were guarding the side outside the door. Seeing her coming out, they hurriedly walked forward a few steps, leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty."

"How? Is there any news about them?" Meng Shiyue's cold eyes swept across the two of them, and her voice seemed a little hoarse because of her severe injuries tonight.

Hearing her question, Hongyu hurriedly replied: "The Prince of Zhenbei fled to the north, and now he has troops to establish himself. As for Lord Mengjun and the others..."

"How is it?" When Meng Shiyue's face changed obviously when she heard the words "Meng Jun".

It has been several days, but there is no news at all. Where are these living people hiding now? Have they left the city or are they still in the imperial city?

How could her man be with other women? Even if he was about to die, he could only die in his arms! She would never allow him and Meng Cangyun to hang out with each other from the ends of the world from now on!

"Mr. Mengjun and Meng Cangyun... have no news yet." Hongyu knew she was anxious, but she really couldn't find anyone, so she could only lower her head and prepare to accept the punishment at will.

Seeing her like this, Meng Shiyue's anger burned even more vigorously. She resisted the urge to greet her with a palm. She said in a deep voice: "What's going on over Qicheng? Are Ye Lanfeng and Wu Ya Siqing rushing to Sangcheng?"

"Yes." Sima Yanji leaned towards her and replied truthfully: "They divided their troops and rushed towards Sangcheng. The subordinates have sent people to pursue them. Both sides have met, but they have let them escape."

Escape again!

Either they can't find someone or they can escape. What's the use of these people following her?

As soon as Meng Shiyue was anxious, the blood in her chest surged even more violently, and she almost rushed up from her throat several times, causing her to vomit blood again.

After finally calming down her breath, she looked at Sima Yanji again and said coldly: "Where is the dark city? Can Tianyishui send back news?"

"Return to Your Majesty, since the Lord of Heaven Sect was forced to leave the Holy Water Gate by Shen Tuhao, the remnant of the Fire Clan, his subordinates have not yet found out about his whereabouts, and she has no news to send him back."

Although this news will definitely make Your Majesty unhappy, Sima Yanji still said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, based on my subordinates' guess, I am afraid that the Lord of Tianmen is already in danger."

Yitian Yishui's temperament of greed for life, fear of death, and embezzlement and vain is now in the dark city. If she is still alive, how could she not ask Her Majesty the Queen for help? Without news, there is only one possibility, that is, the person is gone.

Meng Shiyue's face darkened again. She naturally would not keep Tian Yishui's life and death in her heart. However, if Tian Yishui dies, even the dark city will completely fall into their hands.

How did these people unite? Not only were they not tamed into medicine, but they became the help of Murong Qiqi and his group.

Now even the dark city is occupied by them, and the other six cities seem to have the intention to alliance. In addition, Meng Xiaoyue, who is independent and defends the north...

Is her world really going to become divided? All the cities should belong to her, so how can they be divided up by these traitors?

"Your Majesty." Sima Yanji looked at her face for a while and couldn't help but say, "I saw that His Majesty's face seemed to be worse than before, so I dared to suggest that you go to the imperial tomb in advance to take good care of you."

Although she didn't know the secret of the imperial tomb, she knew that every time His Majesty went to the imperial tomb to practice for several days, she would always look radiant after coming out, and she felt like she was reborn. She knew that it must be because His Majesty's skills had risen to another level.

If there is really something good in the imperial tomb that can help her recover, it would be okay to go in advance, after all, she does not look very good now.

She was injured by Lord Mengjun's Heavenly Evil before, but now she was backfired by the magical power. If this continues, she is afraid that Her Majesty's vitality will be severely damaged and will leave the root of disaster from now on.

Meng Shiyue knew that she should go back to the imperial tomb to recuperate at this time, but...

I looked up at the sky and saw that it was almost dawn. Now the sky was dim and even the stars were hidden behind the dark clouds.

However, a handsome face seemed to appear in the drowsy sky... Whenever she thought of this face, her heart would surge, her breath was in chaos, and her chest felt as if it was cut open with a knife, and her pain was unbearable.

If she can't find him, how can she return to the imperial tomb to practice with peace of mind?

No, he must be retrieved first! She couldn't stand her man hugging Meng Cangyun every day and night. As long as she thought that the two of them might be doing the most intimate and shameless things now, she was so angry that she wanted to kill someone!

She turned around, no longer looked at the two of them, and only said in a deep voice: "Send additional staff, be sure to bring Meng Jun back as soon as possible. As for the others, I will kill them without mercy!"

When Hongyu heard this, she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the young master is still in their hands."

"I'm afraid he's following them voluntarily!" Meng Shiyue snorted coldly, brushed her sleeves, and stepped into the door: "No matter who it is, once it resists, it will be executed on the spot. As long as Meng Jun comes back, how can I care about the life and death of others?"

If Hongqing's heart is still on her, how could he not come back yet? If he doesn't come back, it can only mean one thing, that is, even he has betrayed!

These people are all ambitious and have ulterior motives. What kind of care should such a person be jealous of death?

Hongyu held her palm tightly, and after a while, she leaned over and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

...

She returned to that place, and from the moment she opened her eyes and saw the cold pond, she knew she was back.

No, it shouldn't be said that she is back. After all, she is not the real Qishen, she is Qishen.

What does those entanglements that seem strange in the past and present lives actually have to do with her? She still doesn't believe that she is the cycle of reincarnation of seven wounds, which is too incredible, right?

But now my body is floating and heavy, and the cold pond is getting farther and farther away from her. What does this mean?

Qiqi rubbed her sour eyes and wanted to see everything in front of her, but the wind was whistling in her ears, and her eyes were completely unable to open by the strong wind. She could only close her eyes again and let her consciousness slowly wake up.

Someone was walking in the wind holding her. She didn't know who this person was, but she felt that the breath was a little familiar, but she still couldn't remember who she was.

He wanted to open his eyes, but a big palm appeared on his head and gently pressed her into his chest. He used his body to block the strong wind for her, but the steps under his feet clearly did not stop.

It was not that the wind was too strong, but that they walked too fast and walked in the wind, which made her have an illusion that they were walking in the strong wind.

Finally, the whistling wind in his ears slowly stopped. It was not until his feet fell to the ground that Qiqi had the chance to raise his head from the man's arms, push him, and struggled to distance himself from him.

Looking up, my heart was shocked when I saw these delicate facial features.

A Chu... The person who was holding her was A Chu, no wonder he always felt that his breath was so familiar.

But something seemed to be wrong. Although this aura was a little familiar, it was different from Achu... No! That was not Achu's aura.

The man frowned and looked at her with his thick eyebrows down. When he heard the name she called out, he was obviously a little dissatisfied.

Qiqi looked at him a little depressedly, and after a moment, she opened her mouth and called out without even realizing it: "Jinghong?"

"You finally remembered me!" Jinghong's eyebrows lit up suddenly, and she curled her little face, with a pleasant light hidden in her eyes, and she lowered her head and was about to kiss her.

Qiqi suddenly panicked. She was not Qishen, and what he meant just now, "I finally remembered him"?

The kiss barely crossed her cheek, and the hot breath suddenly woke her up. She was startled and said, "I'm not...I'm not Qishen."

"I know, you said your name is Qiqi." Jinghong raised his thin lips lightly, his long fingers crossed her face, and he broke her smile back.

Whether it is Qiqi or Qishen, as long as it is her, she will be the woman he cares about the most.

Qiqi was a little confused by him. Qiqi... When did she say her name? I remember when I saw her in a hurry in my dream last time, she probably didn't have the chance to mention who she was, right?

Qiqi...Where did he hear this name? Did Qishang, who had lost his memory, once told them that her name was Qiqi?
Chapter completed!