Sima Jingxuan was very excited. He wanted to hold Ji Qingxue's hand, but Ji Qingxue avoided him.

Sima Jing hung astringently and said, "Qingxue, do you really hate me now?"

Ji Qingxue looked at him, then took a deep breath, raised his hand and slapped Sima Jing!

"Sima Jingxuan, you bastard!" Ji Qingxue roared.

Sima Jingxuan knew that she was angry and was willing to get a slap. He put his face together again: "is it relieved? If not, you can continue to fight!"

Ji Qingxue looked at him indifferently: "Sima Jingxuan, you saved my life. I'm very grateful, but you also took something that only belongs to me. I'm afraid you want to get the soul taking skill!"

Sima Jingxuan suddenly looked at her: "you..."

He thought she just remembered the past and was angry that he had deceived her, but he didn't think she even remembered the art of soul taking.

"Qingxue, listen to me!" Sima Jingxuan ignored her resistance and firmly grasped Ji Qingxue's hands: "Qingxue, I did that because I like you!"

Because you like it? Ji Qingxue wanted to laugh. What a high sounding reason.

"So just because of your so-called love, when I was seriously injured and weak, you found someone to perform a soul trick on me, which made me forget the previous things. I trust you, but you used my trust again and again. Sima Jingxuan, you are really terrible!"

Ji Qing hates that others make decisions without authorization, not to mention remembering such things. She is not a puppet at the mercy of others. She is someone with her own ideas, but Sima Jingxuan wants to deprive her of these rights.

Sima Jingxuan suddenly raised his voice. He said in a harsh voice, "if not, would you like to come to me? Obviously I met you first and I like you first, but in your eyes and heart, there is only nangongyan madman!"

Sima Jing hung and shook her shoulder. He kept asking, "what do you think I can't compare with him, you say!"

"You're enough!" Ji Qingxue broke away from his bondage, and the anger in his eyes increased bit by bit. "Then I ask you, do you like that clever and obedient Mo chunian or Ji Qingxue?"

Sima Jing hung angrily and said, "what's the difference? You're the same person!"

Sure enough, this man really doesn't know what love is.

Ji Qingxue sneered in her eyes: "of course it's different. There is no mo chunian in the world. She was created by you. Everything she has is based on your imagination. She trusts you and is willing to be with you. But Ji Qingxue is different. She has her husband and children she loves. She can't be your Mo chunian all her life!"

Sima Jingxuan was so upset by her words that he grabbed Ji Qingxue's neck with both hands. He said ruthlessly: "Qingxue, don't try to annoy me again!"

Ji Qingxue completely ignored the anger hovering at the bottom of his eyes. She raised her hand and exerted herself directly on the acupoints on him. When Sima Jing hung up, she let go of her hand and stepped back a few steps.

Ji Qingxue shouted, "don't touch me!"

But he had something to believe: "your martial arts?"

"Yes, my martial arts have also recovered. Sorry, you have worked hard to seal my martial arts and internal power. You are really disappointed."

Sima Jing looked at her with a complicated look: "Qingxue, we haven't seen each other for some days. Do we have to be so tense?"

Ji Qingxue had a fire in her heart and refused to speak politely: "did I let us do this? If you didn't do those things to me, I can still treat you as a friend. Now you can only be an enemy."

Sima Jing's eyes were hard to hide his loneliness. You calmed down your violent mood bit by bit: "in fact, you have always refused to believe that I really like you and really want you to be my queen, don't you?"

Ji Qingxue feels that she can't understand the person in front of her. It's clear that he did something wrong, but now he makes an expression that he has been abandoned by himself. What is it?

"Ha ha. You still pinched my neck when Sima Jing was hanging. You wanted to kill me. Now you pretend to love me here and say you like me? I really can't stand it. After all, your love is poisonous. If you're not careful, you may kill me."

Sima Jingxuan looked a little painful: "why? Why don't you believe me? I really like you. If you don't deliberately stimulate me with those words, how can I be willing to do it to you?"

Ji Qingxue now fully understood what he meant. She asked, "what do you like about me?"

Sima Jingxuan suddenly calmed down. What do you like?

The little girl met in the imperial palace when she was sent to Dayan that year.

His clean and clear eyes were like a deer bumping into his heart.

He lives in a muddy swamp and has never seen such a transparent and warm person.

So he wants to get close and want her to give some clean breath to himself.

Thinking too long, she naturally became his obsession and a thorn in his heart.

But for so many years, even if she occasionally dreamed of her childhood, Sima Jingxuan couldn't remember anything else about her except that look in his eyes.

I only know her name is Ji Qingxue, and I will get her one day.

"As I said, I'm different from the little girl you met. Even if I'm still her, you don't necessarily like me much. Because all you want is obedience. Just like you said you like me, but I just said a few words, you're going to kill me. Your so-called love is really vulnerable."

Sima Jing's madness is pouring out from the bottom of his eyes: "no, it's not. Qingxue, you can't do this to me. You can't just deny my feelings for you."

Ji Qingxue looked at him calmly. Sima Jingxuan was still trapped in his own world: "it's Nangong Yan. Without him, you would be mine. We will be very happy together."

Yes, as long as there is no nangongyan and he is not in the way, Qingxue will accept her feelings.

Facts have proved that Sima Jing is more paranoid than nangongyan.

"I'm not here to tell you this today. How on earth can you give me the antidote?"