Huh, he should let her see what it means to be a gentleman. If he tortures her every day until she can't get out of bed, then she will really understand.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yao suddenly felt that this illusion was too slow, and he couldn't help but hope that if he went out as soon as possible, he would conquer Murong Qianqian as soon as possible.

"Ahem~ Qianqian, I think maybe we should do something to speed up the progress of things and make Fusang less emotionally hurt~" Xuanyuan Yao felt for the first time that he could be so hypocritical.

"..."

However, no one responded to him.

I couldn't help but be a little curious, so I called out again, "Qianqian, are you still there?"

"..."

Still no one answered.

Xuanyuan Yao panicked and quickly opened the cloth, only to see Murong Qianqian lying behind the screen like a monkey, wanting to get close to the stone bed to have a good look.

Moreover, there was drool at the corner of her mouth, and she licked it with her tongue from time to time, as if she was very hungry.

What's going on with this rhythm?

Xuanyuan Yao raised his eyebrows, but he only saw that Nan Lingqi had already gouged out Fusang's rotten flesh, then bit the back of the knife and quickly wrapped up the bleeding wound with his hands and feet.

The next second, Nan Lingqi unexpectedly took off his python robe, leaving his upper body naked and meditating with Fusang for luck.

Wow~ It’s so bloody, so exciting, so passionate.

When Murong Qianqian saw Nan Lingqi taking off her clothes, she was so excited that she wanted to dance.

However, her excitement was just out of pure curiosity, but Xuanyuan Yao didn't think so. His face was as black as a piece of coal. It is estimated that Bao Gong saw it and sued him for infringement.

"Qianqian, I think it's unfair that I just covered my eyes. Shouldn't your eyes be covered too?" Xuanyuan Yao said in a domineering tone.

Murong Qianqian waved her hands and defended: "No, no, I'm looking at it for appreciation~ Moreover, if I tear off a piece of rag, I can see Yaoyao's underwear."

The corners of Xuanyuan Yao's lips twitched, and then he took a deep breath, "I think it's okay without tearing up the clothes~" As he said that, he pulled Murong Qianqian over with a twitch of his long arm.

Murong Qianqian was watching with great interest and sighing that Nan Lingqi had a good figure, when she felt a force pulling her back, and she crashed into Xuanyuan Yao's chest.

With her face pressed against her chest, she took a few breaths and was about to struggle, but Xuanyuan Yao held her tighter with satisfaction.

It may be that lack of oxygen leads to hypoxia in the brain, so Murong Qianqian feels a little dizzy. Coupled with the smell of ambergris exuding from Xuanyuan Yao's body, she feels even more dizzy.

She didn’t know how long she had been hugged, but when she thought she might have died under the peony flower, Xuanyuan Yao let go of her arm and said, “That’s it~”

Murong Qianqian took a few breaths to let her racing heart return to normal. Then she turned around and saw that Nan Lingqi and Fusang were already dressed in decent clothes.

At this moment, Nan Lingqi's face was very pale, as if half of his blood had been drawn, and he looked even more haggard and frail than Fusang.

He raised his hand gently, as if ready to caress Fusang's face, but when it fell in the air, he suddenly paused and then slowly took it back.

Fusang was lying on the stone bed, never opening her eyes, but it seemed that she was fine, but she seemed to be very cold and huddled up.

"Cold~ so cold~"

Nan Lingqi sat at the head of the bed and froze for a while, then took two quilts to cover her body, and lit a brazier next to the bed.

"Leng~Leng~" Fusang still said Leng in his mouth.

Nan Lingqi tightened her fingers, then undressed and lay on the bed, holding Fusang in his arms. He gently stroked her head and held her tight little by little.

However, the next second, he frowned, and without any warning, he suddenly stood up, put down the fuso and rolled away his sleeves.

"Don't leave, don't go~wuwu~please~cold~"

Behind him, Fusang's intermittent words came, but Nan Lingqi walked out of the secret room step by step.

Murong Qianqian was very puzzled. She thought Nan Lingqi was really strange. He was gentle at one moment and cold-blooded at the next. Could it be that he had schizophrenia?

Wow, that’s so shocking!

Xuanyuan Yao bent his hand and flicked her forehead, "Qianqian, are you using your rich imagination again?"

…

Sleeping hall.

Nan Lingqi was wearing a black robe, looking calm and cold, "Imperial physician, how is the queen's condition?"

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground and reported back: "Wei Chen, please return to the Emperor. The Queen has not had a good rest recently, which has made her physically weak. Once Wei Chen prescribes the medicine and takes a patch, she will be fine."

Nan Lingqi nodded, "Stand back~" Then he glanced around lightly and waved, "All of you, please stand down~"

"Yes~" The palace people all retreated.

Nan Ling straightened her robe, then sat by the bed, patted the queen on the shoulder and said, "Okay, since the imperial doctor has said that you are fine, don't panic anymore."

The queen had just woken up, and her face was still a little haggard and frightened. "Your Majesty, I saw it last night. The eyes of the fusang were... red."

"The Queen is wrong, how is it possible?" Nan Lingqi chuckled, with an expression as if the Queen was really wrong.

However, the scene last night was still vivid in her mind. The queen grabbed the quilt and said: "Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for me to see it wrong, and~

I also saw a strange light flash in her eyes, and then I fainted. No, your Majesty, there is something wrong with that Fusang!"

Gently brushing the queen's hair with her fingers, the smile on Nan Lingqi's lips gradually became colder, and she said impatiently: "Queen, I said you were wrong, so you are wrong."

Hearing this, the queen raised her head and said, "Your Majesty, you..." Seeing the cold expression on the other party's face, she immediately smiled brightly and said, "I know that the Emperor has always been partial to Fusang, because not only does she have great dancing skills, but her appearance is also stunning.

However, I feel that this woman is too weird. Maybe the emperor didn't notice any changes in her last night, but that doesn't mean there weren't any.

Moreover, Your Majesty, please think about it, how can an ordinary dancer, even though she is lucky enough to be favored by the Emperor, enter the Emperor's palace at will?"

Seeing that Nan Lingqi didn't speak, the queen continued: "As your queen, and as the mother of the Tianchen Kingdom, I am a woman who honors the world. I am frightened and hope to expel Fusang from the Tianchen Kingdom."

"No!" It was almost a conditioned reflex, Nan Lingqi retorted without thinking.

no?

Wow, Nan Lingqi, you still care about Fusang, huh~ It seems that I have the potential to be a love expert, so I guess you are pretty much right.
Chapter completed!