It is reasonable that Wuyou will inevitably be unconscious before taking the second antidote.

Perhaps, because of his holy beast's physique and race, he opened his eyes.

However, even so, nothing can be changed.

Wuyou's body is still very poor and extremely weak. What can he do like this? It's just anger and unwillingness.

In the inn room, Fu Xi said, "Sir Holy Beast, you are taking good care of yourself first."

Fuxi just wanted to vent his sadness. Although he was a child, he could see through the current situation better than anyone else.

The sage demon looked at Fu Xi, Wuyou and the other two, and felt a little relieved. At least, when the woman was trapped in the quagmire, there would still be a group of people around her who would never leave her. The sage demon once admired this kind of bond.

The veil demon turned around and walked to the attic, raised his hands, and the moment he opened the window, a cold wind blew over his face, and the veil demon became much more energetic.

Her eyes narrowed as dark as purple and black as vortex, sharp and firm.

If it weren't for Ye Qingge, the Qingsha clan could only make a cow and a horse for Jialan, and could not see the light. In the dark, he used his flesh and blood to build up the glory of Jialan. Now, Ye Qingge is in trouble, and the Qingsha demon must save her from the disaster of water and fire.

Besides, the Shisha Demon is also Ye Wuhen’s fiancée. This is something that the entire imperial capital knows. During the days when the Shisha Demon was in the Northern Moon Empire, Ye Wuhen hugged her and swam across the city. When he met an acquaintance, he said this was my wife. No matter how cruel the Shisha Demon was and how thick the skin was, he could not be indifferent.

The people of the Imperial Capital were also very surprised. Ye Wuhen, the head of the Ye family, was serious and honest. Although he was young, he was not allowed to make mistakes. He did not show his emotions and was not close to women. Therefore, many people fancied Beihuang and Ye Wuhen, thinking that these two people had an affair.

Until the veil demon appears.

Everyone suddenly realized.

It turns out that I don’t like male sex, but I already have someone I like.

Through the eyes of the veil demon, you can see the mountains not far from the inn.

The mountain towered into the sky, with a little sunken halfway up the mountain, and was called the Snow Girl Mountain by the world.

On the top of the Snow Girl Mountain, Mei Qingchen helped Lan Wu walk down, and every step was cautious. Mei Qingchen was like protecting a treasure, afraid that Lan Wu would suffer from the cold.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

A gust of cold wind, Lan Wu covered her chest and coughed twice. Mei Qingchen immediately hugged her and walked onto the carriage, looking anxious, "Why are you wearing so little? Go back and have someone cook some ginger soup."

Walking into the carriage, Mei Qingchen brought the velvet blanket and hurriedly covered Lan Wu.

Lan Wu shrank in the velvet blanket, only his little head was exposed, and his unusually pale cheeks finally revealed a rosy look.

Mei Qingchen took warm water and fed it to Lan Wu.

Lan Wu took a sip.

Lan Wu raised his head and stared at Mei Qingchen. His eyes were soft and he smiled. When the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"What are you laughing at?" Mei Qingchen asked.

Lan Wu laughed again, still not speaking.

Mei Qingchen looked at her dotingly, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lan Wu's head.

Lan Wu fell in Mei Qingchen's arms, enjoying the hard-earned warmth. Suddenly, Lan Wu raised his eyes and looked at Mei Qingchen's sharpened chin, bit his lip, hesitated for a moment before asking, "A Chen, I want to marry you."

Thousands of words form a single sentence.

I want to marry you.

After hesitating for a long time, she still said this.

Uneasy, uneasy, nervous, and panic are all her complicated moods.

Mei Qingchen was stunned, his eyes suddenly became sharper, and he glanced at Lan Wu indifferently.

Lan Wu's hand hidden in her sleeve was clenched hard. God knew how nervous she was. She stared at Mei Qingchen tightly, not letting go of any changes in Mei Qingchen's face. But looking at Mei Qingchen's shocked and annoyed look, Lan Wu's heart gradually became cold and no longer warm.

In fact, she had known this would be the case, so why bother to humiliate herself?

Lan Wu lowered his head and smiled bitterly twice.

She murmured in a low voice: "Didn't you say before, marry me when you grow up?"

At this time, the voice of the coachman came from outside: "The master of the realm, he has arrived."

"Yeah." Mei Qingchen responded, ignoring Lan Wu's words directly. He lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage. Several maids came to serve. Mei Qingchen turned around and saw Lan Wu sitting in the carriage with a helpless look on his face. Mei Qingchen frowned and said, "Miss Lan is tired, please send her to Xisu Palace to rest."

"yes."

Two maids walked over and helped Lan Wu leave.

Lan Wu turned around in one step and watched Mei Qingchen disappear from his sight.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she could only remain silent.

When we arrived at Xisu Palace, the deserted palace was lifeless, gorgeous and empty, like a cage.

The maid cooks tea for Lan Wu.

Lan Wu glanced at the maid and said, "Have you ever seen Ye Qingge? It's... the Four Kings."

The two maids looked at each other, a little confused. One of them said, "Miss Blue is talking about the lady?"

lady!

Lan Wu's eyes suddenly tightened, and hot blood flowed from her body. Her mind was blank, and her eyes were black. She almost fell down. Fortunately, the maid was responsive and helped Lan Wu in time.

"Miss Blue..."

"I'm fine."

Lan Wu smiled weakly.

After a while of silence, Lan Wu asked again: "You guys say, am I good-looking, or are the Four Kings good-looking?"

The maid was stunned, just thinking that it was a jealousy among women, but it was hard to say this. Ye Qingge was the future hostess of Fusheng Realm, but judging from Mei Qingchen's attitude, Lan Wu also had a high status in Mei Qingchen's heart.

After all, it is normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. With Ye Qingge, it is not surprising that there is a blue girl, so the two maids didn't think much about it.

"Tell the truth." Lan Wu saw their concerns and said.

One of the maids, after a while, said, "Miss Blue, you are different from the Four Kings."

"Different? Where is the difference?"

"The Four Kings are more heroic and strong. If you say that Miss Lan, you are a gust of wind, then the Four Kings are a thunder. She is ostentatious, you are restrained, she is evil, you are elegant." The maid said, while speaking, she was also observing Lan Wu, for fear that she would make Lan Wu unhappy.

Lan Wu was stunned when he heard the maid's words.

"Okay, you guys go out." Lan Wu said.

The maids saluted and walked out of Xisu Palace.

Lan Wu sat on the bed and murmured: "Is there a thunder..."

Indeed, a woman like Ye Qingge is like a poisonous rose. There are always people who are willing to cross mountains and rivers, cross thorny jungle, walk towards her, embrace her, and have no complaints when they die.

At this moment, Mei Qingchen went to Qingge's residence and walked in front of the door. When he wanted to push the door open, he had a split headache. He held his head with both hands and fell to the ground, with a hideous face and rolling around on the ground in pain.

In the palace, Qingge practiced cross-legged, trying to temper every part of his body with spiritual energy, at least not so weak.

Qingge raised his eyes and looked at the incense burning with poppy coldly, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, Qingge noticed the movement outside the door, and there were sounds on the ground, and there were people's wailing.

That's Mei Qingchen's voice! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!