After more than three months, the innocent romance that originally belonged to her has dissipated with the passage of time. Now she has become more calm and calm.

Luo Qianling, if you were not Ye Junlin's detailed work, maybe I and you would really work together for a lifetime.

No longer looking at Qianling, Ye Wujue landed his eyes on Yan Hui.

In the iron cage, Yan Hui and Ren Xiong stood opposite each other, while Qian Ling stood quietly behind Yan Hui. She half-hung her jade-like face, standing quietly in a corner of the iron cage, without looking up to see everything around her.

It seemed that everything here had nothing to do with her.

In fact, Qian Ling's heart was not as calm as it appeared at this moment.

Her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

During three months, she lived in her endless lovesickness for Ye Wujue every day.

When they finally met again, she was shocked to find that his eyes were so strange when he looked at her.

Are they really unable to go back?

After dipping the long whip in his hand with the salt water in Qianling Bowl, Yan Hui raised the long whip toward the Renxiong and swung it.

The long whip is specially made, with countless sharp silver needles on the body. The silver needles bent backwards to form a barb. As long as they are whipped on the flesh of the bear, even if the flesh is hard, the thin-pointed silver needle barbs can deeply hook into the blood of the bear.

The gorgeous and colorful eyes brushed by Qian Ling casually. She obviously couldn't wait to see her, but she couldn't control it.

Yan Hui had a whip to be a weapon, but she had nothing.

The palms placed on the knees moved slightly, ready...

Once again, he avoided the huge palm that the man bear waved, and Yan Hui quickly wrapped the long whip in his hand around the man bear's neck. He pulled it hard, and the smell of blood immediately spread.

Holding the water bowl, Qian Ling felt a warm thing spilling in the air on his face. He reached out and touched it. It was blood, the blood of a human bear.

He raised his sleeves and wiped the blood slowly. Qianling's calm and composed appearance made Mo Chengwan look at him with admiration.

What a woman who is not surprised when things happen.

She is worthy of being the former Princess of Night.

People in Ye Country, regardless of gender, are full of bloodthirsty and aggressive nature. The women who were originally scared to the point of trembling when they heard the men's cheers, opened their closed eyes one after another, staring at the iron cage with excitement, and some even couldn't help but wave their wrists to shout.

The fight finally ended after Yan Hui stabbed the sharp knife into Renxiong's chest. With a loud bang, the Renxiong fell to the ground with a howling sound.

When the iron cage was opened, Yan Hui, who had spent too much effort, was exhausted and grabbed the iron cage and walked out exhausted.

The moment the bear fell to the ground, the water pavilion building was silent, so quiet that the sound of a scimitar falling to the ground could be heard.

With Yan Hui narrowed his lips, Ye Wujue closed his lips, and the jade who had been sitting quietly beside him stood up and helped Yan Hui who was kneeling on the ground up: "This girl is so courageous. Prince, this year, there have been many new beasts in the Beast Garden. Why not leave this girl and let her tame a hundred beasts in the Beast Garden?"

Without answering Jade, he looked at Qianling who was following Yan Hui and stepped out of the cage, and then looked at Yan Hui: "You have subdued this bear, I wish you."

No one made any sound in the quiet water pavilion building, but just looked at Yan Hui quietly, not knowing what kind of wish she would say.

"Yan Hui wants..." After a brief pause, Yan Hui looked up and said in a pretty voice: "Yan Hui wants to be the woman who is the princess!"

From the moment Ye Wujue rescued her from the wolves, she recognized the man: "Although Yan Hui had a humble status, she had hoped that her future husband would be a man of paradise since childhood. When she saw the prince, Yan Hui knew that she had found happiness. Yan Hui did not expect to be a woman standing side by side with the prince. As long as she could be with the prince, even if she was a slave or a servant, Yan Hui was willing."

Regardless of the civil and military officials in the hall, Yan Hui boldly spoke his inner thoughts.

After filling the wine for Mo Cheng night, Qian Ling lowered his head and raised a bitter smile.

Ye Wujue, your peach blossoms are really blooming everywhere.

"This wine is a little sour." Mo Cheng's mouth was smashed, and Qianling wanted to relieve his calmness at this moment, picked up the wine pot and poured him a full swell from head to toe.

Why didn't she find that Mo Chengwan is such a guy who likes to watch jokes from others before?

After hearing Yan Hui's words, the people in the hall whispered and whispered.

Those official ladies waited for her to be rejected with disdain.

Playing with the wine bottle in his hand, Ye Wujue was silent for a while. When he was about to speak, a shrill roar suddenly came from the mouth of the man who had fallen to the ground. The seriously injured man Xiong stood up, waved his sharp claws like a knife, and howled toward the Qianling who was closest to it.

Qian Ling only saw the huge black shadow of the human bear leaping in front of her, and waved it like lightning. At the thrilling moment, she only felt someone coming to her side. She hugged her suddenly and blocked her with her thin back. She looked up in shock, and her pair of ice-sol silver eyes were imprinted in her pupils.

"Protect the Prince!" The sudden attack of the bear made Ye Sha react immediately and block Ye Wujue behind him.

Yan Hui protected Ye Wujue almost at the same time.

With cold eyes, Ye Wujue's gaze fell on Qian Ling and the person who hugged her in his arms. He opened his thin lips and slowly spoke: "Go quickly to protect His Highness Mo."

"The beauty is in her arms. If I weren't afraid of being slapped, I wouldn't have let go." It was clearly the words of a gentleman, but Mo Chengwan's hands were still placed on Qianling's slender waist.

The faint fragrance of Luoshen flowers emanated from Mo Chengwan's body, and the beautiful fragrance took away his arm that was placed on his waist, and Qian Ling retreated from Mo Chengwan's arms.

She was very grateful that Mo Chengwan saved her in a critical moment, but it did not mean that he could take advantage of her with such confidence.

When he noticed Qian Ling glared at him fiercely, Mo Chengwan smiled loudly and glanced at her with a big smile. After glimpsing the little anger in her eyes, he even gave her a seductive look, with infinite charm.

"King Mo seems to be quite interested in this maid in this palace?" Ye Wujue slowly walked to the front and forth between Qianling and Mo Chengwan.

"The prince is joking, Cheng Wan doesn't have the courage."

Standing between Ye Wujue and Mochengwan, listening to their words and I said, Qian Ling felt a little drowsy, and a burning pain baked by the fire was clamoring on her shoulders and arms, and the pain made her sweat start to sweat.

She felt a pair of cold hands stroke her injured shoulder and arm.

Yes, the cold hands are very cold.

The coolness flowed into her blood along the man's fingertips, freezing through her limbs, making her feel that her blood seemed to stop flowing, and then freezing little by little.

That's Ye Wujue's hand.

I didn't dare to look at him, but I couldn't help but look at him.

The man in front of him was like blue smoke, like floating clouds, coming on the wind, full of arrogance, like a ray of rays and a thousand auspicious airs.

The face reflected by the silver moon's brilliance is as clear as the moon, as moist as jade, as beautiful as flowers, as charming as fire, is truly the best in the world, and is also an immortal.

However, with one hand and one foot, one has a majestic figure, a chic posture and a charming expression.

After not seeing him for three months, he seemed to have become more handsome.

Under the beautiful moonlight

He, in a black brocade robe, had a handsome face, and a bit of coldness between his eyebrows. He was independent and determined.

She has a light skirt, three thousand black hairs are dancing in the wind, clear water eyes, and starry light, peerless and independent.

Ye Wujue, long time no see.

Silently greeting in his heart, Qian Ling took a step back, leaving Ye Wujue's hand empty.

"Prince."

With the fire, Ye Wujue looked at the beauty in front of him: "Ye Kill, go and pass on the doctor's daughter quickly."

He took out a handkerchief and pressed Qianling's injured shoulder and arm, and gently supported her with one hand. The heart-eroding cold was spreading from his fingertips into Qianling's bones and blood.

I had always forced myself to calm down before, but I didn't notice when I was scratched by a bear.

The wound really hurts a lot.

"Prince, Miss Qianling's wound is so deep, it's time to apply medicine. The most precious thing in my daughter's family is skin, but you must not leave scars." After being frightened, Yu Shi calmed down a lot. He glanced at the sleeves that were torn by a bear in Eleven, and said softly: "The girl's clothes are torn, and the Shuixi Tower is very close to my courtyard. Why not let the girl go to my place to change her clothes."

I don’t know how to call Qianling, Yushi can only call her girl carefully.

"Prince, I will do it myself." Holding the handkerchief, Qianling lowered his eyebrows and looked smooth.

After letting go of the hand holding the veil, Ye Wujue glanced at the bear who was shot by the guards and walked to Yan Hui: "I really want to be my wife?"

"Yes." Yan Hui nodded to Ye Wujue with an unusual relationship.

"Okay, I will make this wish for you."

That good word made Yan Hui laugh excitedly, but it fell heavily into Qianling's heart, making her heart hurt.

Ye Wujue, when I desperately wanted to win back you, was you going to hurt my heart like this?

"Neiwang, this water pavilion tower is quite close to the Luoshen Pavilion arranged by the prince for me. This girl's wound is really hurt. If you delay it, you may really be seriously injured and die. I will take her to the Luoshen Pavilion first. The prince will ask the doctor to go to the Luoshen Pavilion, so you can also save more detours to Mrs. Yu."

The fragrance of the Goddess of Luo River is intoxicating.

His body was light, and Qianling was steadily picked up by Mo Chengwan.

Qian Ling originally wanted to push Mo Chengwan away, but when he accidentally touched Ye Wujue's calm eyes, he retracted his jade hand.

It seems that he really doesn't care about her anymore.

.......Gorgeous dividing line............

Luoshen Pavilion.

The charming and sweetness of the Luoshen flowers lingered in the courtyard planted with the green cactus is slightly drunk.

As soon as he entered Luoshen Pavilion, Qianling jumped out of Mo Chengwan's arms and stood firmly in front of him: "I have seen many men who take advantage of eating tofu, but this is the first time I have seen someone who is addicted to eating like you."

"Eating tofu? This word is fresh. You woman, my highness has saved you and relieved your embarrassment. You are fine, you don't know how to repay kindness at all." After glanced at Ye Mingzhu between Qianling's neck, Mo Chengwan raised his eyebrows and wanted to step forward.

He glanced at Mo Chengwan. If he took another step forward, she would definitely slash him on the ground with one palm: "I warn you, if you catch up with the front half, I will knock you to the ground immediately."

"I have seen many beautiful women, but this is the first time I have seen them like you, who are both stingy and beautiful." Mo Chengwan hugged his hands in front of his chest and looked at her with interest.

Now, he finally understood that Ye Wujue would have been moved by this woman.
To be continued...