Not long ago, Ming Qianjue came to Binggu from the Mercenary Association to seek cooperation with her. Ming Qianjue thought that Qing Ge, who was forced into a desperate situation and was helpless, would nod in agreement, but he didn't know that this girl was as stubborn as a cow.
Therefore, Ming Qianjue thought of a way to attack Qing Ge.
Mei Qingchen's concern for Lan Wu was clearly seen by Qingge. When Lan Wu was seriously ill, Mei Qingchen would never focus on getting married. All he could say was that Ming Qianjue was so powerful.
Trick.
Love Gu!
Qingge sneered, she would never let him go without a fight.
Fen Que was very anxious, "I'm going to find Mei Qingchen now to find out."
Fen Que turned around and left. He walked quickly and sang softly before calling him out: "Is it useful?"
Fen Que stopped, stood still, lowered his head and lowered his eyes. Since it was something Mei Qingchen had already decided, what was the point of making a fuss?
"What should we do now?" Fen Que was like an ant on a hot pot, extremely anxious.
Qing Ge shook her head and looked down at the dragon chain at her ankle. Such a heavy chain left deep red marks on her skin as white and tender as snow.
What can we do if the dragon chain cannot be unlocked?
Fen Que looked at the dragon chain and knew the seriousness of the problem. The key point was on the dragon chain. However, time was tight and he couldn't find a solution for a while.
Tomorrow, how come there is no time for this!
Outside the door, familiar footsteps sounded.
Qing Ge half-squinted her eyes, a bloodthirsty beam of light flashed in her eyes, and then she saw the pale Mei Qingchen walking across the threshold from far to near.
When Mei Qingchen saw Fen Que, she seemed confused and a little unhappy. She subconsciously frowned, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to take a look at Qingge." Fen Que said calmly.
Qingge sat on the couch, looked at Mei Qingchen, then turned to look at Fen Que. After seeing Fen Que's true appearance, Qingge felt awkward looking at the two of them.
In the depths of Mei Qingchen's pupils, two red blood spots were particularly bewitching.
"You guys chat, I'll take my leave first." Seeing that the atmosphere was not harmonious, Fen Que nodded towards Qing Ge and left the palace.
After Fen Que left, Mei Qingchen sat down on a chair not far from Qing Ge. He looked at Qing Ge suspiciously and said angrily, "I didn't know that your relationship with Fen Que was so good."
"There are so many things you don't know, do you still care about this?" Qingge laughed sarcastically and retorted.
Nowadays, she hates Mei Qingchen even more. Even if she knows that Ming Qianjue is the one who is causing trouble, she still can't change her alienation and dislike. If Mei Qingchen doesn't have evil intentions, how can she be taken advantage of?
These are the original words of the nightmare.
Most of the time, Mei Qingchen brings the blame on herself.
Xiang said that people like Mei Qingchen will go to hell sooner or later.
Therefore, Qing Ge has been looking forward to the day when Mei Qingchen goes to hell.
One day, she will rise up and pay back all the pain she has suffered a thousand times.
The atmosphere in the room became awkward for a moment. Mei Qingchen lowered her eyes and thought secretly, as if trying to figure out what to say.
"Should the maid have told you about the advance date of the wedding?" Mei Qingchen looked at the wedding robe placed on the table and said.
The dragon chain made a rustling sound.
Qing Ge gracefully crossed her legs and put her jade hands on her knees. She looked at Mei Qingchen up and down. For a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on her expressionless face.
She chuckled.
Mei Qingchen frowned fiercely and said in a low voice, "Why are you laughing?"
"Mei Qingchen, you are so pitiful, go away, it's getting late, I have to rest."
After saying that, Qingge stood up and walked towards the bed, as calm as ever, as if unmoved by anything.
Mei Qingchen looked at Qingge's back, her eyes fierce, as if there were flames jumping.
Suddenly, Mei Qingchen stood up, stepped forward, breathing quickly, stretched out his hands, hugged Qing Ge from behind, rested his chin on Qing Ge's head, closed his eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Marry.
Are you so reluctant to give it to me?"
"I believe that Miss Lan is more willing to hear this. Mei Qingchen, have you ever thought about why you care so much about Lan Wu since you said the person you miss is me? In fact, the person in your heart is Lan Wu, right?
Why bother getting entangled? Our relationship should be that we never interact with each other until death." Qingge said: "If I had a choice, I would not have gone to the Western Sea Region when I fell in love, and I would never have met you."
Qing Ge shook her hands back, broke away from Mei Qingchen, lifted the quilt and lay down, turning her back to Mei Qingchen.
Mei Qingchen showed a painful expression, struggling, hesitating, and hesitating. For a moment, it turned into a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, "Even so, you can't change tomorrow's wedding. My wife, have a good dream."
Tomorrow, you will be the mistress of this floating realm and my wife. As for that young master, you'd better forget about it as soon as possible."
Mei Qingchen brushed her sleeves, walked out, and closed the door for Qingge.
There was only Qing Ge left in the hall.
Qing Ge's slightly closed eyes slowly opened.
She turned her head and looked towards the gilded door.
Qingge bit her lower lip, thinking about how to deal with tomorrow's wedding.
Lan Wuxin and Lan Wuqing didn't know what she wanted to know. If they found out, what would be their attitudes like this?
Qingge took out Wuyou's second antidote from the space bag. The reason why she took Mei Qingchen softly was for this antidote. Now that she had the antidote, she no longer had to sing with Mei Qingchen.
, but now that I’m on the stage, it’s difficult to get off.
Outside the palace, the courtyard.
After Mei Qingchen walked out, she looked up and saw Fen Que standing under the tree. Fen Que seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Mei Qingchen paused and immediately walked towards Fen Que.
"How is Lan Wu doing?" Fen Que asked.
“Very bad.”
"Then you are still pushing forward the date of getting married at this juncture?" Fen Que's voice suddenly rose, filled with anger.
Mei Qingchen stared at Fen Que in confusion. At this moment, he was surprisingly calm. After a moment, he asked: "Are you concerned about Ye Qingge or Lan Wu?"
Fen Que was completely stunned.
Mei Qingchen’s question is very artistic.
He wanted to answer that it was Lan Wu, but he knew in his heart that he was more worried about the woman named Ye Qingge.
Fen Que remained silent.
"Lan Wu will be sad if he knows what you are thinking."
Mei Qingchen sneered, walked forward, and said as he passed by Fen Que.
"What about you? Do you have a clear conscience?" Fen Que turned his head sharply and retorted.
Hearing this question, Mei Qingchen felt a splitting headache. He turned his head and looked at Fen Que, "So what if I have a guilty conscience?"
Mei Qingchen walked away.
Fen Que lowered his head. There was an abyss under his cloak, and no one could see his expression clearly.
No one noticed that there were two figures standing not far away.
Lan Wuxin and the Queen of the Far North.
Lan Wuxin crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes fierce and vicious.