Chu Qingge was lying on the bed. After everyone left, the smile on the corner of her lips disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, the look of his eyes was cold again, with endless hatred.

Mu Baiqian sighed and sat down beside the bed.

She immediately turned over and wanted to avoid it.

But Mu Bai suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"Do you think that telling the people of the world that you are the Ninth Princess of the Northern Qin enemy, can stop me from marrying you?"

Chu Qingge didn't speak.

She knew she couldn't.

But she has no better way at the moment.

At least, her identity was a difficult problem for him.

The people hate her, so naturally they hate him, the "Ninth Princess's husband"!

Mu Bai looked at her stubborn eyes, and his voice finally softened again.

"No one can stop me from marrying you, Qing'er, stop trying to struggle, I don't want to hurt you."

He let go of her hand and left.

Cui'er and Yu'er returned to her and kept guarding her.

Cui'er whispered: "Princess, please feel free to be with the third prince. The third prince is actually quite good."

Yu'er also said: "The Third Prince really likes you. All the food and use you are selected by the Third Prince himself. No matter what misunderstandings you have with the Third Prince, just chat with me calmly and you will be over."

Chu Qingge didn't speak.

Mu Yuan is gone, how can this matter be passed?

Is the third prince very good?

Oh, it's just because she is valuable, so she is nice to her.

If she is worthless in the future, wouldn’t she end up with Mu Yuan?

The mother and son only have themselves in their hearts and eyes. How good can they be?

That night, Mu Bai didn't know what he said to the King of Northern Qin. In short, half an hour later, he came back.

Judging from his appearance, the King of Northern Qin probably returned to the palace.

At this time, Cui'er and Yu'er were both guarding outside the door, and there were only two of them left in the room.

Mu Bai picked up two cups on the table and walked to her.

"Qinger, we haven't drunk Heiya wine yet."

Chu Qingge looked at him coldly, with irony in his eyes.

Mu Bai didn't care at all, and suddenly leaned towards her.

Qingge frowned and pushed her out with a palm.

But she forgot that her pipa bone had not yet healed.

This palm could not hurt him, but his shoulders were heartbreaking.

Her little face became entangled in pain, and she couldn't even hide the pain.

Mu Bai felt ache in his heart, pulled her over, held her shoulders, and rubbed her gently.

"Don't touch me!" Qingge said angrily.

"Don't hurt yourself." His voice softly.

"What do you have to do with you?" Chu Qingge stared at him, and his eyes could almost produce a poison of hatred.

Mu Bai didn't say anything, put down the cup, pulled her over, and wrapped her long arms in her arms.

Chu Qingge was suddenly in a state of turmoil.

I could only stare at him fiercely.

Mu Bai picked up one of the glasses of wine and leaned against his lips: "Tonight is our happy day, and this glass of wine will be delicious."

Chu Qingge bit his lip and refused to let go.

But this time, although he looked gentle, his attitude was tougher than ever before.

She didn't let go, his long fingers had to fall on her lips, and the fingertips suddenly tightened.

Chu Qingge was forced to open his thin lips slightly by him, and the glass of wine was poured in under his compulsion.

Along her throat, she burst into pain in an instant.

But in the end, nothing left and all fell into her belly.

Mu Bai let go of her, picked up his glass of wine, and drank it all in one go.

The cup was thrown out by him and landed on the ground with a clang.
Chapter completed!