Chapter 616

Nangong Yan's eyes were cold, and he said sarcastically, "what's wrong with Princess Qianlong? First, she tried to seduce me, and settled her relationship with me. She also planned to use the ice cicada and Dongsheng in her hand to force me to obey. You're very good at your wishful thinking. What's wrong?"

Being said by Nangong Yan, moqianlong only felt like he was back to yesterday's shame of exposing everything in front of others.

Mo Qianlong almost didn't hold on. He just bit Bei's teeth and knocked his head heavily: "Qianlong is wrong. He shouldn't use those thoughts on the emperor, so please forgive Qianlong's ignorance."

Nangong Yan now saw the anger in her eyes, so she had to chop people directly into several sections.

Rong Sheng was stunned when he listened to it. But he was so thick skinned that he was unprecedented. Have done such a thing, even dare to have the face to ask for forgiveness.

However, such a woman can ignore her own reputation. Such a thing on her face is too extravagant for her. Don't forget it.

People who hate people today are always looking at themselves one by one. Ji Qingxue feels a little dull, so he leans softly against Nangong Yan.

Nangong Yan immediately gently hugged her in his arms. He whispered, "ah Xue, but what's wrong?"

Ji Qingxue shook her head gently: "that's not true, but I feel a little tired."

"Well, I'll take you in and have a rest."

After that, Nangong Yan walked to the inner room with Ji Qingxue in his arms. After only two steps, he suddenly turned back and stared at Mo Qianlong sharply: "get out of here with your people tomorrow!"

Looking at Nangong Yan's back, a trace of resentment flashed in moqianlong's eyes. Nangong Yan forced me. Don't blame me at that time.

Rong Sheng revolved around her for a few times, shaking his head while regretting: "why do you think so hard about you? Brother Nangong has only little master in his eyes. Why do you have to hang on his tree?"

"I don't think it's your business."

Mo Qianlong's face was gloomy. He wanted to stand up, but Rong Sheng slapped him back to the ground.

"It's none of my business? You're wrong. Little master's business is my business."

Rongsheng still looks like a smiling young man who is harmless to humans and animals, but he is no longer the Rongsheng of that year.

Rong said in a deep voice, "Princess Qianlong, is your face a good thing? I still hope you can have it. Especially if people don't even want to look at you more, why should you insult yourself?"

Moqianlong was indignant in her heart. She suddenly looked up, but she was frightened by the cold look of Rongsheng.

The voice of Rong Sheng became more and more low, but there was still a smile on his face: "if you are smart, pack up your things and get out of the big Yan! If you dare to make any more moths and make the little master unhappy, I will not hesitate..."

Rong Sheng approached and said word by word, "kill you!"

With that, Rongsheng walked out of the Phoenix Palace and stayed with such people. Rongsheng felt sick.

Little Shifu came back after so much suffering. Even if Nangong Yan didn't speak, he wouldn't let moqianlong make waves here.

Over the past year, Rong Sheng gradually understood master's words. He said that it was not enough to be kind to practice medicine and help the world. Sometimes he had to be decisive and ruthless.

Some people kill when they kill, and cut when they cut. Because it is also a way to treat diseases.

Practitioners practice medicine to cure evil diseases, then people's hearts, and finally the country.

In the year of traveling abroad, he has been to many places, saved many people and killed many people.

Of course, he didn't have a wronged soul in his hands. He killed all the damn people.

He also understood his mission of practicing medicine better. One year's experience made him less cowardly and more decisive.

Rongsheng narrowed his eyes. I hope moqianlong can understand people's words, otherwise he can't blame him for attacking women.

Finally, moqianlong slowly returned to her residence. She sat in the room and sneered: "Nangong Yan, do you want me to go? It's impossible. Hum, I put down my body like this. Please don't blame me for being rude."

In the dead of night, Ji Qingxue woke up from her sleep. In a trance, she heard a burst of flute.

Ji Qingxue was at a loss in her eyes. She just felt that the flute sound was very familiar. Then she got out of bed and walked slowly outside.

Following the sound of the flute, Ji Qingxue walked all the way to the thousand carp pond. By the moonlight, she saw a man standing there.

Mo Qianlong turned slowly and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "you're coming."

Ji Qingxue suddenly recovered. How could he be here? She only remembered that she seemed to hear a flute, and then got out of bed. When she woke up, she was already here.

Ji Qingxue's face was slightly heavy: "what's your idea, Mo Qianlong?"

In fact, she wanted to ask why she was so familiar with the sound of the flute? Hearing it, I can't help coming here.

Mo Qianlong sneered: "don't misunderstand the empress. I don't mean any harm. I just heard that the empress has lost her memory. I have a way to let you remember the past."

After that, moqianlong began to play the flute again. Although the flute sound is the same as that Ji Qingxue heard just now, it makes Ji Qingxue feel different.

This time, Mo Qianlong used some internal power. Ji Qingxue became more and more confused when he listened to the song, the sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and Ji Qingxue's face became more and more ugly.

In the end, she covered her ears and roared, "don't blow!"

Seeing that playing this song was really useful, moqianlong was very happy. He thought that the man really didn't deceive himself.

Moqianlong became more proud. She pointed to Ji Qingxue and said, "aren't you high above, aren't you very proud? How can you become so cowardly now."

Ji Qingxue was sweating on her forehead. Many pictures flashed in her mind, like something squeezing her head and scrambling to come out.

She felt like she had thousands of needles in her head.

The more painful Ji Qingxue is, the happier moqianlong is.

"Ah!" Ji Qingxue covers her head with both hands, and she has a splitting headache!

Shadow Xuan flew down from the rockery behind, grabbed the flute in moqianlong's hand, and then kicked people into Qianli pond without saying a word.

Ying Xuan anxiously picked up Ji Qingxue: "mistress! Mistress, are you okay!"

Ji Qingxue whispered, "it hurts! It hurts!"

Then Nangong Yan, who came back, ran to her side immediately.

"Ah Xue, what's the matter with ah Xue?" Nangong Yan said anxiously. He just went back to Ziwei palace in the middle of the night. How can ah Xue become like this.

Ji Qingxue unconsciously grasped his skirt and shouted in pain: "it hurts, it hurts!"

Nangong Yan gritted his teeth and hugged Ji Qingxue: "yingxuan, go and call Rongsheng!"

At the moment, moqianlong's eyes in the pool are full of madness. Ji Qingxue's last winner is me, or me!