"Master, when will you leave for Beijing?" Lao Mo's mellow voice came from afar, breaking the delicate atmosphere.
Lao Mo, who was carrying the package, glared angrily at Qingyan behind Mu Chen. After receiving the high-amplitude electric current from Lao Mo, Qingyan's lips curved into an evil smile, and she gently raised her slender, white and slender hands.
Immediately, Lao Mo turned pale with fright, and ran towards Mu Chen with a look of fear on his face. His trembling body betrayed his nervousness.
Don't despise Lao Mo's timidity, but Qingyan's poison is too powerful. Just a wave of his hand made his face red and swollen for half an hour. No matter what he did, it was extremely itchy and the more he scratched it, the more itchy he was. Fortunately, his skin was rough.
He didn't get any wounds, but later he found a trick and tied his hands and endured it alive for half an hour. The memories of this half hour made him worse than death. Seeing Qingyan raise her hand, she reflexively thought that she was
Poison again.
This woman cannot be messed with.
Mu Chen's hearty laughter resounded in the air. Mu Chen had to say that Qingyan's trick was very effective. Not only did she get angry, but it also made Lao Mo, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, restrain himself a lot. This woman, Mu Chen
The admiration in Chen's eyes was even greater. Ling'er on the side saw it clearly. He suppressed the anger in his stomach. Ling'er smiled like a flower and pulled Qingyan's aqua blue sleeves.
"Sister, you are so awesome. Ling'er really admires you." The sweet and soft voice made Qingyan a little disdainful. Just now she was staring at her like she was the murderer of her father. Now she calls her sister sweetly.
Disgusting. The contempt for this group of people is even stronger in his eyes. The master is vile, the slaves are cunning, and the sweetheart is a cruel and extremely hypocritical woman.
Let her reflect for the first time on whether her three-month decision was correct.
She calmly pushed away Ling'er's hand that was holding the hem of her clothes, and Qingyan's eyes that were half-open and half-closed were completely closed. Her slightly curled eyelashes cast a thick silhouette, her pink lips, and her delicate lips.
The nose is not as strong as that of other women, but it is perfectly set on the face like a melon seed. The fair and rosy skin is crystal clear. A head of black and shiny hair is pulled up by an ordinary wooden hairpin. There are a few strands of hair flying on the forehead.
Hair. Smart and fresh.
If you ignore the pink birthmark on her forehead, this woman must be a shy flower. What a pity. Mu Chen shook his head and sighed.
Liu Ling'er concealed the burning anger in her eyes, lowered her head, and pondered for a moment. Tears suddenly flowed from her pink face. She stood aside sobbing aggrievedly without saying a word.
If in the past, when he saw Princess Ling'er crying, the master would definitely put down everything. Whenever and wherever he could, he would softly make Miss Ling'er happy. But today, Princess Ling'er had been crying for a while. The master still didn't
Moved, Lao Mo gently tugged at the corner of Mu Chen's clothes as a kind reminder.
Mu Chen's eyes flashed with a hint of distress, and he glanced at Qingyan with some dissatisfaction. He walked over and hugged Ling'er in his arms, speaking softly to comfort her.
Qingyan opened her eyes, and her dark, star-like eyes glanced at the two of them with even more disdain. The man who had been crying in Mu Chen's arms glanced at Qingyan proudly and demonstratively.
It took a long time, until Qingyan's patience was almost worn out. Miss Ling'er finally held back her tears. She went back to the room to pack her packages with a smile on her face. Qingyan swore that if she could not help but make that disgusting sound in a few seconds, she would
The owner's sobs clicked.
Everyone got ready and hit the road.
"Sister Yan, why are you ignoring Ling'er? Did Ling'er make you unhappy? Sister Yan, tell Ling'er. Can Ling'er change?" Ling'er, who was riding on the same horse as Mu Chen, chased after her.
Reluctantly, she kept bombarding Qingyan with a lot of questions. Qingyan never responded to her. Her starry eyes never stayed on her for a moment. She simply ignored her.
The anger in Ling'er's eyes became even worse when Mu Chen turned around or was away. She kept making sarcastic remarks. When Mu Chen was around, she never stopped crying. The meaning of the sentence "women are made of water" was fully expressed.
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From the beginning, he offered words of comfort, and at the same time glared at Qingyan in anger. Finally, Mu Chen couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as Ling'er started crying, Mu Chen came over to Qingyan and ordered Qingyan to apologize to Ling'er.
Lao Mo looked at Qingyan with deep sympathy, who exuded a cold temperament. After a few days of getting along with each other, Lao Mo discovered that although Qingyan was cold on the surface, she was actually very kind at heart. And Princess Ling'er...
She was spoiled by her master. She looked weak and pitiful, but in fact he was a cruel and unruly master. After being punished several times, Lao Mo was even more jealous of the girl Ling'er. Because he always had a wise king and a master who was unparalleled in the world, towards Ling'er,
It's considered pampering. Therefore, usually he won't get into trouble. At most, he can tolerate it. Anyway, she is very obedient and obedient in front of her master.
Qingyan raised her head and looked at the extremely bright moon in the sky. A cold and ethereal voice spread faintly in the dark night. "It's impossible for me to apologize. Since I ignored her, why does she keep asking for trouble?
You shamelessly come to talk to me? Are you being a bitch for nothing?"
His face was as cold as ever. There was no sadness or anger. There was not even the slightest emotion in every sentence.
Mu Chen finally noticed something was wrong. What she said was right. What if it was wrong to ignore her? What's more, why does Ling'er always treat Qingyan like this? She doesn't look like the kind of person who stalks and stalks. Besides,
Qingyan was just a woman. Her probing gaze shifted to Ling'er, who was sobbing slightly.
"Brother Chen, Ling'er just wants to find someone to talk to. She keeps ignoring me. Ling'er is afraid that she will do something wrong and make the people around her unhappy. That's why Ling'er keeps asking Sister Yan why she ignores me.
"Brother Chen, don't be angry. Ling'er - Ling'er will never do it again." As she spoke, her tears became like rivers, and she would not give up until she reached the Yellow River.
Mu Chen distressedly wiped away Ling'er's tears. Throwing away his previous doubts, he comforted her gently, "She's not a human being, she's just a guard." In his eyes, Ling'er who cried when encountering trivial things was very kind. That's why.
In this way, Qingyan, who had never seen too many expressions of indifference, was truly cruel. Then she galloped forward on horseback.
Lao Mo, who was on the side, sympathetically handed Qingyan a bottle of water. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, just get used to it."
Suddenly, Qingyan's slightly closed eyes opened, and her watery eyes shone with a faint starlight. The sun and the moon competed with each other.