Nangong Lan was full of strong and pungent wine. He stared at the people standing at the door.

"Qing... Qing Ling." Nangong LAN spoke hard. If he wanted to say who he didn't want to see at the moment, he was afraid that Ji Qingling would be the first.

The man who once tried to have children for him didn't want to get along well with her. It's only God's trick. He ruined her again.

Nangong Lan's heart rarely felt guilty, but Ji Qingling suddenly changed back to normal. She gently helped Nangong LAN up from the cold ground.

"You shouldn't drink so much wine and hurt your body." the bland tone was like an ordinary wife blaming her greedy husband. She made Nangong LAN feel a little trance.

Nangong LAN seemed to think of something. He hesitated slightly, and then asked, "have you recovered?"

Ji Qingling held his hand and suddenly stiffened. She looked at Nangong LAN dully: "what did the prince brother say?"

There was doubt and uneasiness in her eyes. She didn't know why she learned that Ji Qingling didn't recover her former appearance. Nangong LAN felt relieved.

Those memories are too painful for Ji Qingling. Her crown prince and brother are very kind to her. Let her think she has never been let down.

Nangong LAN looked up at Ji Qingling: "why did you come here?"

"Come as soon as you want." Ji Qingling suddenly became very quiet again, which made Nangong LAN unable to figure it out.

"Brother Prince, you asked ling'er to do something for you, and ling'er did it. Can ling'er ask brother Prince to do something for me now?"

Ji Qingling is wearing Nangong Lan's most familiar smile, but Nangong LAN feels sweaty. At this time, he will always have an illusion that Ji Qingling came back.

"What else can I do to help you with my despondent appearance?" Nangong LAN began with some self mockery. He is now a mud Bodhisattva. It is difficult to cross the river. Where can he help others.

But Ji Qingling shook her head gently. She was still smiling: "no, only the prince and brother can help me with these things."

Nangong Lan was stunned. For a long time, he asked, "what... What is it?"

Ji Qingling leaned close and stopped at a distance of less than a finger from Nangong LAN.

Nangong LAN clearly heard the coquettish red lips say word by word: "I want your life."

Nangong LAN widened his eyes. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that a dagger had been inserted in his chest. His technique was crisp and neat. Oh, sure enough, Ji Qingling's style.

Ji Qingling looked at Nangong LAN indifferently, with a flat tone: "I also thought we could get along well."

After having that child, she really thought that even if they used each other, they could keep warm with each other.

But it was not until later that she found that she was wrong, and it was outrageous. People like her and Nangong LAN were destined to be unable to trust others. When she wanted to take that step, Nangong LAN personally destroyed this trust.

Nangong LAN covered his chest with warm blood. In addition to accidents, he was relieved after liberation.

"After all, I'm sorry for you after all." Nangong Lan said hard, "I owe you, and I'll pay you back in the next life."

Ji Qingling took the dagger and pulled it out, splashing her blood with warmth.

Ji Qingling licked the blood on his face with his tongue: "we'd better not see each other again in the next life."

Ji Qing held the dagger tightly and walked out. It doesn't matter when she will return to normal. The important thing is that even if she wants to die, she has to pull a person as a cushion.

Ji Qingxue and Nangong Yan are standing in the yard. Nangong Yan doesn't matter, but Ji Qingxue seems to be in some panic.

Ji Qingling ran to Prince Rui's house and asked her if she could take her to see the prince's brother.

Ji Qingxue didn't want to pay attention to it, but Ji Qingling was very stubborn. Ji Qingling followed her wherever she went.

Now Ji Qingling is already confused. No matter how bad she is, she can't do it to a patient.

So I had to bring her to Menglan palace.

"Nangong Yan, why didn't she come out after she went in for so long? They won't have anything wrong." Ji Qingxue felt very uneasy since she entered the palace.

Nangong Yan gently pressed her shoulder: "ah Xue, you worry too much. You'll be fine."

Ji Qingling startled both of them when she came out. She was covered with blood and looked dull. She looked like a living dead man.

Ji Qingxue murmured, "No."

Seeing her staggering towards them, Nangong Yan subconsciously protected Ji Qingxue behind her. The woman was crazy.

"What did you do to Nangong LAN?"

Ji Qingling said softly, "what else can he do with waste like him?"

She hates the person who will send her to the old man's bed because of her interests, but she hates Nangong Lan's failure more.

Her man should be the most noble person in the world, not such a loser.

Ji Qingling stabbed them with a dagger in his hand, and kept whispering: "go to hell, go to hell!"

The person who falls into madness is the most terrible. Nangong Yan can't help asking the woman behind him: "ah Xue, is she the same when I have an attack?"

Ji Qingxue couldn't help staring at him: "no, you're much more serious than her. And when is it? Can you be serious?"

Nangong Yan's mouth was hooked and nodded slightly: "well, ah Xue is going to die or half dead."

Just as they were talking, Ji Qingling came to them.

When Ji Qingling raised the dagger and was about to stab him, Nangong Yan gathered internal power in the palm of her hand, and then slapped her hard. Ji Qingling was shocked and flew several meters away. She didn't know any martial arts at all. She came to die.

Ji Qingling fell to the ground like a kite with a broken line. She covered her shoulder, stared at Nangong Yan and roared, "if I had been the one who married King Rui's house, now I would be the queen of Dayan, and the one you tried to protect would also be me. Ji Qingxue was you who robbed me of everything!"

Nangong Yan frowned slightly. Although he didn't want to talk to her very much, people can't always live in a dream.

"If you were the one who married me, I wouldn't have any other thoughts about you."

Ji Qingling sneered: "then you say, where can't compare with this woman? What's the difference between me and her? Just because he is a legitimate son, am I a concubine? I'm not willing!"

What she pursued all her life, Ji Qingxue, a woman, has her husband's treasure, love, prosperity, power and status. Ji Qingxue, I'm not willing to lose to you.

"You and she are not comparable, because ah Xue is unique."