The door was gently closed, and at the same time all the light was shut out. There was no light in the room, and even though it was noon, there was still a sense of darkness.
Shi Qing stood still in the distance. To be honest, I had seen this scene on TV before, but it was definitely not as shocking as this.
Yuyou's words came from inside again, but this time there was no reason to evade. Shiqing suddenly couldn't outline the phantom of Ming Qingyue in her mind, but she was just frightened in her heart. Slowly she opened the seven curtains, Unexpectedly, he saw Ming Qingyue standing with one hand behind his back, and the other hand was holding the red sheet that he had thrown away in the morning. As if feeling Shi Qing's wandering eyes, Ming Qingyue turned around, with eyes filled with laughter. An unknown coldness.
"Why did you throw it away?" Ming Qingyue and Shi Qing kept a distance of ten feet, but the coldness in their eyes did not diminish at all.
"It's so dirty, why should you keep it as a treasure?" Shi Qing deliberately dared to say, pointing to the bright yellow sheet embroidered with red lace, but her body was still trembling slightly.
"Haha, it turns out that my beloved concubine actually despises everything between us." Ming Qingyue suddenly laughed and threw away the sheet. He quickly approached Shi Qing with provocation in his eyes, "Just because of you. My casual behavior this morning made me unhappy, so I stabbed her to death with a sword. Do you think it was fun or not?" Ming Qingyue looked at Shi Qing playfully, and his sneer became aggravated.
"Abnormal, crazy!" Shi Qing covered her ears, not wanting to hear any more words from the man in front of her. Her body began to gradually retreat, leaving a distance of two feet from Ming Qingyue.
"Didn't you say you won't step foot here again, so you go." Shi Qing's tone was a little trembling, and she closed her eyes tightly, because just a second ago, Ming Qingyue's eyes suddenly flashed with fire. Red light, that red color is like poison sealing the throat.
"Let's go, isn't the game over like this? I still need King Duan to fight for me and sacrifice his life for the country? It's not easy to explain to the queen, my beloved concubine, didn't you say so? I'm just waiting." Ming Ming. Qingyue stretched out his hand and pinched Shiqing's chin, with a playful tone. He stared at Shiqing without hesitation, waiting expectantly for Shiqing's next reaction. The more frightened and frightened she became, the more If life is worse than death, then your goal will be achieved.
Unexpectedly, after a brief trance, the person in front of him stared at me stubbornly, with a firm tone, "What are you depressed about? Why bother such an insignificant little girl? Don't you have enough to worry about national affairs? Don't you have ambitions? Is it too short to play intrigue with women?"
Shi Qing mustered up the courage to pretend to say these righteous words, but Ming Qingyue suddenly let go and moved away. He turned around and looked at the gauze hanging down listlessly, and his face gradually returned to calm.
Ming Qingyue thought for a moment, then suddenly lifted up the gauze curtain and stepped out. He turned around, looked back at Shi Qing, and said, "In that case, I~~~~~~" He said calmly, but still said Hold it back, turn around and stop looking at Shiqing.
Seeing Ming Qingyue's leaving figure, Shi Qing finally calmed down her nerves. It is said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. This king has always been moody.
Sighing several times in succession, I suddenly felt that I had better build my own little bamboo house, where I could at least breathe every air freely and not be stingy in my greedy breathing.