"Are you feeling sad because of me? Qi~ tell me, are you feeling sad because of me?" Fusang raised his hand and stroked his lover's face inch by inch.

"Yes, I am heartbroken because of you." Nan Lingqi's voice was trembling, "That glass of wine is impossible... I obviously did not poison that glass."

"Fuso, it's you...you did something, right? Why did you do this? It's because I'm sorry for you, but you won't be so fragile."

"Wake up, you can't die, I will never let you die, I will ask the imperial doctor, and I will send the imperial doctor over immediately. Now... I don't want you to die!"

Fusang grabbed Nan Lingqi's hand and said in a feeble voice: "Qi, the imperial doctor is useless. I am a vixen and a monster, but those poisons are not harmful to mortals."

"Qi, I'm very happy. I can lie in your arms before I disappear. For me, it is the greatest satisfaction. It would be great if you could love me just once."

Nan Lingqi blurted out, "Love, I love you!"

Fusang was stunned for a moment, "...Thank you, Qi. When I heard you say that at the last moment, even if it was another lie, I felt it was the happiest lie in the world."

"It's not a lie, I love you, I really love you..." He suddenly hugged his head, tears welling up in his eyes, "But I don't dare to admit it, how can I admit it."

He hugged Fusang and held her in his arms, "Fusang, I have deceived you again and again and hurt you again and again, but this time, it is all true. Do you believe it?"

"I believe it!" Fusang answered affirmatively like he had done countless times before.

"It's okay. Although this poison will kill you, your soul will be fine. I will ask a Taoist expert for help, and you will definitely be able to return to your original state."

Nan Lingqi didn't understand. The current Fusang was originally the soul extracted from the nine-tailed fox. This time she had no way out, and her soul would be lost forever.

However, how could Fusang tell such a cruel result? She thought she could get Nan Lingqi's sincerity. It was just a life, and she was worth it.

The moonlight is hazy and the breeze blows on my face.

At this time, there was a rustling sound in the woods. There was no strong wind but the branches were shaking violently.

Murong Qianqian shook the tree anxiously and impatiently, slightly sticking out her head, revealing her two watery eyes, "I'm so anxious, this situation is so worrying.

Yaoyao, look at why Fusang refuses to confess. If Nan Lingqi later finds out that her soul is gone, he will be so sorry that his intestines will turn green."

Looking at her anxious look like an ant on a hot pot, and looking at Xuanyuan Yao next to her with her arms folded across her chest, it is true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the queen is.

"No, no, no~" Murong Qianqian frowned, "I have to tell Nan Lingqi, otherwise the ending will be too imperfect~" After that, he was ready to rush out.

But just as he lifted his feet, Xuanyuan Yao picked her up before she even hit the ground, "Qianqian, Fusang has her own decision."

Murong Qianqian knew that she, an outsider, was powerless, and she even knew that Fusang was doomed to lose his soul. But... looking at the beautiful and sad scene under the moonlight, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Xuanyuan Yao patted her head gently, then took her into his arms, "Qianqian, since you have time to worry about other people's affairs, you might as well worry about our affairs first."

Burying her head in the warm embrace, Murong Qianqian sniffed the faint scent of dragon's birth, raised her head and wondered: "What's our matter? What's the matter~"

"What do you think, is there anything else going on between me and Qianqian?" Xuanyuan Yao's lips twitched, his smile was evil and sexy.

Suddenly, her heart "thumped" and Murong Qianqian felt as if countless deer were beating around her chest.

What happened between Yao Yao and me, wow, being alone and alone in the woods where you can’t even see your fingers, isn’t it too exciting and wild?

Hmm~ Yao Yao said this, could it be that he was implying that he should take the initiative, but how to take the initiative?

Would it be too reserved to give a passionate kiss?

Would it be too explicit to just take off your clothes?

How about half and half?

Murong Qianqian swallowed, then stretched out her slender fingers to poke Xuanyuan Yao's chest, and said in a voice that would kill someone, "I hate it, I will be embarrassed~"

Then she smiled charmingly, stood up on tiptoes slightly and pouted her red lips, but Xuanyuan Yao was too tall, so she had no choice but to stand on tiptoes again, "That Yaoyao, can you lower it a little, I really can't reach it."

Xuanyuan Yao looked stunned and said, "Qianqian, what are you going to do?"

Hey, this expression doesn't look like he wants to do that. Could it be that... Yaoyao is also shy?

Thinking of this, Murong Qianqian blinked her eyelashes, twisted her sleeves and said: "Yao Yao, didn't you say let others worry about our affairs? I am worrying about it."

Xuanyuan Yao brushed away the petals that fell on his hair, "Qianqian's brain was really bright today. She quickly thought of how to wake up Nan Lingqi, and then let us out of the illusion. Come, let me listen."

After saying that, he lowered his head considerately and put his ear to Murong Qianqian's mouth.

"Wha...what, you are letting people worry about this~" Murong Qianqian was about to cry but had no tears. This feeling was her own passion. It was so embarrassing and so embarrassing!

Seeing Murong Qianqian's angry, annoyed and embarrassed look, Xuanyuan Yao couldn't help but trace a faint smile on his lips, which was elegant yet graceful.

In fact, of course he didn't ask her to find a way out, but seeing the woman in front of him acting so proactively, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Then Qianqian thinks I'm asking you to worry about something?" Xuanyuan Yao raised his head with a confused look on his face.

Murong Qianqian shook her head, "No~ Of course I know Yaoyao is making me worry about this matter, otherwise what else could it be? Hmm~ Let me think about it and think about it again~ Haha~"

As she spoke, she stepped back a little without leaving a trace, and began to change the subject, "Um~ Is Fuso going to lose his mind right now? I'll go take a look~"

He turned around and prepared to escape from Xuanyuan Yao's sight, but as soon as he took this step, he was carried back again, and this time the force was very overbearing.

Murong Qianqian's center of gravity was unsteady, she staggered back two steps, and said angrily: "Yao Yao, why are you carrying someone with you again~ Well~ that, that..." and then there was no further words.

Xuanyuan Yao pursed his lips and suddenly lowered his head at lightning speed, kissing Murong Qianqian deeply and fiercely.
Chapter completed!