I heard from Feng Lingyan that Concubine Yi came here several times and was politely invited back every time. It would be a good thing if she could appear in front of everyone.
"Qing Xiao, you are so good, come here, I will comb your hair."
Li Jing had a bright smile on his face. He took out a mahogany comb from the dressing table and gently combed Qingxiao's lifeless hair. Her hair, like hers, had long been lifeless.
"Um"
Mu Qingxiao nodded and let Li Jing comb it gently. Every time he combed it, he was very gentle, for fear of hurting her hair. Even Li Jing like this would turn into a hair without anyone knowing.
bloodthirsty devil
"Jing, what month is it now?"
She knew in her heart that the Nianhuaxiao in her body could only end her life in three months. Now, two months have passed, and if there are another month, her life will come to an end.
In April, the rapeseed flowers bloomed all over the place outside
Mu Qingxiao's heart ached when she saw Li Jing like this. Who was he? She used to be filled with joy, loving him, thinking about him, and missing him. But why did he become like this?
"Jing, let's go for a walk"
Li Jing smiled softly, and Mu Qingxiao today was as docile as an obedient little sheep, so well-behaved, not as cold as usual, just ordinary Anshun.
As soon as this plan came out, Li Jing carefully dressed up Mu Qingxiao, and her face was as beautiful as the morning glow.
The legendary Princess Jing finally appeared in front of everyone. The entire gate of Prince Jing's palace was packed with people. There were waves of curious people, and the extent to which Prince Jing doted on Princess Jing even surprised the people in Kyoto.
In order to get a trace of blood on Princess Jing's face, they gathered all the beautiful women in Kyoto together and drank a bowl of blood from their hearts every day. They also wanted to know whether Princess Jing, who drank human blood, was bloody and romantic.
"Jing, there are so many people, I'm afraid"
Mu Qingxiao didn't remember how long he had been locked up in that small courtyard. He just vaguely remembered that the time when Nianhuaxiao's poison was getting closer and closer, and every time at this time, Li Jing's mood also changed.
increasingly unstable
After being in contact with each other for such a long time, Mu Qingxiao also understood what Li Jing was thinking. He loved Mu Qingxiao, but not himself. He loved the real Mu Qingxiao, so he pities her and loves her.
Torture her, and while torturing her, Li Jing's heart will bleed bit by bit.
Li Jing held Mu Qingxiao tightly in his arms. Seeing so many people surrounding him outside, a hint of deep meaning appeared on his elegant face. Who do these people think I, Li Jing, am? A juggling act?
Crowds of people watching
"Xiao Lu'er, let them go," Li Jing said
A dark shadow quietly blended into the crowd. Mu Qingxiao's palm couldn't help but clenched. Xiao Lu'er? Until now, she had never seen him in person, but he came and went without a trace.
Appear like a ghost and leave like a ghost
Mu Qingxiao was held in Li Jing's arms, and she could only hear the whispers in the crowd. They were whispering, but they couldn't hear clearly. How many women were envious of the honor they had received now, but who knew what Mu Qingxiao was thinking? She would rather stay
Be free by Master's side, and don't stay here and be tortured mercilessly by this person.
"It seems that Prince Jing is really blind, and he actually dotes on such a ghost-like concubine."
