"Little song, are you joking with me?" Mu Qingge's words make Duanmu Liuyue cold in front of Mu Qingge for the first time. She doesn't even look at Li Tianxiang.
Mu Qingge said, "that's not what I mean."
Of course, she is not to add incense for the officials to fight against injustice. She is not the virgin, but she has no such leisure.
However, a few people who rolled down were hurt more than she thought.
There were many stones and weeds on the road. As they rolled down, several women were seriously injured. Except for the cut wounds, several of them had blood marks and bruises on their faces.
Mu Qingge looks over there and finds that whether it's Li Tianxiang, Ye's two sisters or Zhao Ning'er, there is a large bruise on his forehead, and one side of his face is stained with blood red.
Qin Ziqing is in the best condition.
She hurt a lot, but it wasn't on her face and head. Mu Qingge thought about it for a while, and then vaguely remembered that Qin Ziqing seemed to protect her head with his hand when he rolled down.
The worst is Li Tianxiang.
"Li Tianxiang is your wife in name." Mu Qingge looks at Duanmu Liuyue, who is indifferent to Li Tianxiang. He thinks of Duanmu Liuyue, who used to tease mu ruxing, who is not shy and angry. He runs away and doesn't give up. He sighs and pats him on the shoulder: "I'm worried that you will be dissatisfied if you ignore her so much, which will make Xiaoxing worse."
Duanmu Liuyue pursed her lips and did not speak. After a moment, she sneered.
"Well, you look like you have a plan in mind." Mu Qingge said with a smile, "I'm worried too much."
Duanmu Liu's face turned, and then he went back to the romantic Duanmu Liuyue. He joked: "little song, don't put too much thought on me. Otherwise, some people will not forgive me if they drink vinegar."
Mu Qingge
Duanmu flow month also enough, light said: "today make such a, estimate, we are not play."
"I think so, too." Mu Qingge looked at the maple trees that had already gone half the way, and the plain below, "we all came here, but we still can't play. It's a pity."
Duanmu Liuyue didn't speak. He looked at the women who were in a mess, injured and comatose. His eyes were slightly heavy. He turned his eyes and took a look at rongjue.
Rong Jue, who was holding Ji Ziyan, just looked at him, and they had a pair of eyes.
"What's the matter with you?" Mu Qingge saw two people looking at each other thoughtfully, raised her eyebrows and asked.
Rong Jue touched her hair and comforted her. Several injured women looked at her and asked Rong Sheng, "what's the situation?"
"Princess Duanmu was hurt the most." Rong Sheng said, looking at Duanmu Liuyue.
Mu Qingge listened to it for a long time. Rong Sheng said that Princess Duanmu meant Li Tianxiang. She was slightly surprised: "aren't you an heir? When did you inherit the title?"
"Little song, I just asked you not to care too much about me, but I am also your friend after all. You don't know when I will be a hereditary title?" Duanmu Liuyue is really annoyed by mu Qingge.
Mu light song facial expression Shan Shan, secretly toward Rong Jue looked at one eye in the past: "that, isn't it something in recent days?"
Duanmu Liuyue fanned the fan and said angrily, "what is it? In recent days, you have not married the living king of hell, and my son has been hereditary, OK?"
Mu Qingge twitched at the corner of his mouth and reminded him, "in this case, why do you always call yourself the son of the world?" Besides, it seems that everyone calls her... Duanmu Shizi?
Duanmu Liuyue: "can't I keep a low profile?"
"Oh, some people are really shameless. Princess Duanmu is injured and in a coma, and she is holding her husband to talk and laugh!" The blood on Zhao Ning'er's face has not been wiped off. It's very red. She stares at mu Qingge and Duanmu liuyueyi, and then looks at the unconscious Li Tianxiang. She laughs.
"Ning'er!"
The uninjured woman here admires Qingge and Yang Liuli. Yang Liuli goes to help Li Tianxiang. Men and women are not close to each other, and other men are not easy to help. Rong Qingzhi was going to help Zhao Ning'er up. When he saw her rude remarks, her narrow eyes narrowed: "don't be rude, and don't be afraid to let people see jokes!"
"A joke?" On hearing this, Zhao Ning'er seemed to think of a joke. She looked at Rong Qingzhi with a smile rather than a smile: "Uncle Biao Huang, you can say that, and you don't think it's funny! If your mind is known, it's not a joke, it's ridiculous! "
Rong Qing's face is very ugly.
Others are confused about Zhao Ning'er's words.
"Ha ha ha, don't you dare to say it?"
Zhao Ning'er looks up and laughs.
"Ning'er, don't be rude to Uncle Huang." This time it was Rong Sheng who spoke. He reached out and helped her up. He said with a slightly heavy face.
Zhao Ning'er holds Rong Qingzhi unkindly: "second cousin, I'm not wrong. Don't you see that uncle Biao Huang was stabbed by me, and I don't dare to say anything?"
He turned his eyes to Rong Jue with sorrow and resentment.
She was injured, but Rong Jue didn't look at her from the beginning to the end!
How cruel to her!
It's frightening to see the blood on her face staring at people like this.
Mu Qingge looked at it and turned away from it. She didn't know that it was because several people were injured and had shed a lot of blood. The smell of blood was too strong. She was pregnant with her child and smelled it. She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and nauseous.
Because of Zhao Ning'er's words, Rong Jue's face was a little ugly, but he noticed mu Qingge's face. He twisted his eyebrows, came over and asked, "uncomfortable?"
Before mu Qingge had answered, Zhao Ning'er scoffed: "I'm pretending here! Those of us who have rolled down in a circle are not as busy as you! " In her opinion, mu Qingge deliberately pretends to be weak to attract Rong Jue's attention!
Zhao Ning'er's words made Rong Jue's face cold, and her eyes swept her like a cold knife: "I don't think I've hurt enough. Do you want me to throw you down from here?"
Zhao Ning'er's face turned white. She was afraid and wronged. She couldn't help accusing her: "brother Jue, that's what you did to me! Where on earth am I inferior to her? You should do this to me three times and four times for her
Rong Jue ignores Zhao Ning'er because he finds mu Qingge's face worse.
For some reason, he felt uneasy. He put Ji Ziyan, who had stopped sobbing in his arms, into Duanmu Liuyue's arms, grabbed mu Qingge's hand, and asked, "what's the matter?"
Mu Qingge shook his head: "I don't know... Ouch ~"
Before she had finished her words, her chest was stuffy, and she had nausea without warning, and she wanted to vomit.
However, she couldn't vomit anything.
But it is constantly retching, but for a while, his face will be pale as paper!