1146 You believe it, I believe it too

Unable to find Chu Jiangnan, Qiqi had to go find Wuming, but fortunately Wuming was still in the room.

The two of them moved Chu Xuanchi to the bed carefully. Qiqi pulled the quilt for him, then turned his head to look at Wuming standing by the bed, and said seriously: "He was injured and was very injured. I am afraid that his entire left arm will not move around these days. You may be guarding him for me these days and stop letting him run around and cause trouble?"

Hearing the words "causing trouble" and "Wu Ming's lips twitched slightly, and looked down at her and asked, "What about you?"

After the change in thinking at the corner of the lips flashed, the calm face was as slight as before, and in Qiqi's words, it was facial paralysis.

Fortunately, she has become accustomed to this side.

Looking at the man who was sleeping in the bed again, she pursed her lips and said, "I often have to enter the palace. Once I enter the palace, I don't even know when I can come out."

"You still have to go find Sihai Bugui?" Wuming stared at her side face and said indifferently: "Did you recognize him?"

Qiqi hesitated for a while before nodding.

Wuming's eyes turned cold and he said unhappily: "How can you be so impulsive? You have only met him twice. If his heart is towards Meng Shiyue, then here..."

"The people here have already died." Qiqi raised his eyes and met his chilling gaze and smiled, "Isn't what I said right? He already knows my identity, but you are still safe and sound."

"Maybe he is just planning." Sihai Bugui is not his person after all, and he has never seen that man before. Based on the current situation, he naturally cannot feel completely at ease with him.

Qiqi couldn't tolerate others saying that her father was not the second half. She bit her lip and said, "He won't harm me. He still has the queen in his heart and is still thinking about everything in the past. He is living a very hard life now, not what you think."

"Qiqi, you are too ruthless, if..."

"Nothing." Qiqi stared at him, his eyes as if he was a little bit like a rookie: "Believe me, nothing! I may not have much ability, but I am sure I will not read it wrong, and there will never be the one I am afraid of. His heart is facing the Queen Mother, and it has never changed for twenty years."

Wuming didn't say anything anymore, just stared at her silently.

The two of them looked at each other like this. Those who didn't know thought they were looking at each other affectionately, but only they knew that now, one was trying to convince each other, and the other was trying desperately to convince themselves.

Finally, Wuming nodded and said calmly: "Okay, I believe in those you believe, and we will be ours if we don't return to the world in the future."

Qiqi felt sad. Even if it was just a simple sentence, it had great significance to her. At least, the people around her could accept her father's queen.

Even though there are many people who are unwilling to accept it, and even have a lot of resentment towards her father, at least one more person will accept it, which is a great thing for her. She is no longer fighting alone, right?

"Thank you." The hoarseness in the words made Wuming's heart tremble, and he almost couldn't help but reach out and put her in his arms.

After he knew that she could not let go of her father, everyone said that the world was a sinner, that he had harmed the entire Meng clan, and that he had harmed her mother, but this girl was always willing to trust her father.

Well, as he said, she believed him, even if she died one day under the command of Bugui, it must not be that he wanted to take the initiative to harm him, because Qiqi believed him.

This man is so pure and so real, Qiqi knows it. He said that after he trusts her father, he will really trust him. If he doesn't trust him, he will never say that.

With a grateful smile at him, she slowly said: "He is really not doing well now. I know he has always been very depressed. Unfortunately, I don't have the ability to take him out of the palace."

Sitting by the bed, she held Chu Xuanchi's big palm and held it gently in her palm: "Don't bring this up in front of Xuanchi. I'm afraid that he will be impulsive and hurt myself."

Wuming didn't know what flashed in his eyes, and his index finger moved slightly with his tight palm. After a while, he said lightly: "Okay, I won't mention this in front of him. It's getting late, so I'll ask them to bring you dinner first. If you're in the palace all day, you should be tired."

...

After venting in Linglongyuan for a whole hour, Meng Shiyue took off her breath and took back the true energy in her palm.

This Linglong Courtyard has been destroyed by her several times. Every time, she is carefully cared for by the world, and it slowly regains its vitality. The flowers and plants that she is not happy with taking a look at each other will always grow magically.

Several times she was so impulsive that she wanted to burn Linglongyuan with a fire, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that the man would lose the last motivation to survive.

How ridiculous isn't it? How could she not know who this Linglongyuan was opened for? But she still had to rely on his longing for that woman to force him to stay by her side!

She didn't want to see his breathless eyes, and she didn't want to face the pain of almost losing him again.

Meng Cangyun deserves to die, she deserves to die too! Why, it is so far? But she already has everything, the people she likes, the entire Meng clan's country, but she lives a day worse than the day!

I often worry that Meng Cangyun will come back one day, that when she comes back, that her martial arts skills are so strong that she cannot handle, that she is secretly organizing huge strength, that she is worried that once she comes back, that her senior brother will swear to her...

Consolidate the regime, kill endlessly, practice magic skills hard, and be prepared for the battle. Twenty years have never been easy for a day!

That hand turned the world and made all the people afraid, but no one could see the desolation behind it.

"Your Majesty." Mo Zhu, wearing strong clothes, came to her quickly, her eyes swept across the messy ground, and the darkness and unbearance in her eyes flashed away. When she looked up at Meng Shiyue, her eyes had already returned to her usual coldness: "Your Majesty, a new group of men has been sent. Will Your Majesty choose in person?"

"...Okay." Meng Shiyue brushed her sleeves and turned around and walked towards the Xianle Palace.

Mo Zhu didn't follow him immediately, and she didn't need to take care of the matters in the Xianle Palace. His Majesty didn't need her for the time being.

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After a few steps, she suddenly squatted down and picked up a black rose on the ground.

Most of the flowers have been destroyed, only a few petals are left. When she picked up the flowers, another petal fell and drifted in the yellow soil.

How much effort did this Linglong Courtyard take? When I wake up tomorrow and see the mess in this place, the only remaining light in my beautiful eyes may be about to be destroyed.

Accustomed to the cold face, she still dripped a little pity, putting the roses in her arms. She looked up and glanced at her servants hiding in the corner. She was looking at her servants in fear and said coldly: "Carry it up quickly, don't let Meng Jun see this mess when he comes back, and make him... feel sad."

It’s just a pity that no matter how much I cleaned up, Linglongyuan could not go back to the past.

All the flowers and plants turned into void under the palm wind, not only were they broken, but they were also uprooted. This time, Your Majesty was really angry.

Mo Zhu closed the dimness in her eyes before turning around and strode away.

It was not until the people left that the servants of Linglongyuan walked out of the corner uneasy, looking at the messy ground, bowed their heads and looked sad.

This was raised little by little by little by little by Lord Mengjun. It was an empty yard at the beginning. It was finally raised to make flowers bloom. It was a pity that it was destroyed...

Although everyone was feeling uncomfortable, they still kept the dirty things obediently.

Being with the king is like a tiger. Even the unbeaten Mengjun will have a day to anger the sage, let alone them?

...

...In the Xianle Palace, Meng Shiyue sat on a high position, and there were still a few sweat from using her skills at her temples.

She held her right palm tightly, not only did the wound on her shoulders also hurt, but there was also a severe pain deep in her body eroding her soul. The time for practicing was coming, but today it seemed that the severe pain was coming too fast, almost making her unable to bear it.

But she had to deal with the matter of the Fairy Hall in person, and it was up to him, and she always didn't want to make any mistakes.

In the hall, dozens of beautiful men were arranged neatly, everyone was bent down, looking shy, waiting for Her Majesty the Queen to choose.

I heard that as long as you are selected and have the honor to stay in the Fairy Hall, you will be in endless wealth and glory. The Fairy Hall is a place where Your Majesty seeks fun, and all the best things in the world are here.

Now, everyone is looking forward to being selected.

"Raise your head." Meng Shiyue, who was on the high position, said lightly.

The handsome men under their heads raised their heads one by one, taking this opportunity to quietly look at the legendary Her Majesty the Queen.

Meng Shiyue was also looking at them, but after looking for a while, her eyebrows couldn't help but flip.

"Are all the sent here this time?" she asked, her words calm.

Hongyu, who was standing aside, was startled and replied tremblingly: "It's... it's all here."

Her Majesty the Queen was not satisfied, and this was difficult to deal with. Now, there was indeed a shortage of people inside. The next holy medicine was not enough to collect enough people, so before the handsome men sent from other places arrived, Hongyu brought the group of people first.

Meng Shiyue glanced at her, Hongyu's body froze and immediately said, "Your Majesty, I am afraid... it's too late."

"Even if it's too late, you can't use people to make up the numbers at will." Meng Shiyue snorted coldly. How could she make up for what she wanted to use for her senior brother?

"Your Majesty..." Hongyu looked uneasy.

"The teams participating in the Cuju competition are coming one after another." Meng Shiyue's cold eyes swept over from the bottom, picked out two men from the crowd, and asked someone to take them in. The rest were taken out of the Xianle Palace in disappointment.

When only she and Hongyu were left in the entire hall, Meng Shiyue said in a deep voice: "I ordered people to observe secretly to see if anyone who followed these teams to celebrate their birthdays is excellent. They must have extremely beautiful and ugly blood, how can they enter Mengjun's mouth?"

"Yes!" Hongyu immediately took two steps forward and took the order and said, "I will definitely bring back the person I wished for as soon as possible!"

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