Qingqing looked angry and asked confidently, "Sir, why don't you help me? What did I do wrong?"
Liu Jiyuan looked at her with admiration. He didn't expect that not only did she quietly set up this plan, but she would also be so cruel to him and risk his whole life in order to get revenge.
It's just that no matter how ruthless she is, she can't beat Nanping Wang and his wife.
In consideration of the years of friendship, he still gave her a way to survive, "As long as you know what you are doing, you can only walk on your own in the future. From now on, you will never have anything to do with Hexi again."
King Nanping is already suspicious of her and is very defensive. If she continues to get entangled with the Hexi Prince's Palace, she will probably die faster. I hope she can be smarter and know how to protect herself wisely and stop fighting with Jun Aorong.
On someone else’s territory, do you still want to win against the master? That’s impossible
Qingqing couldn't figure it out and became more and more angry, "Why? I was born as a person from Hexi and died as a ghost from Hexi."
Liu Jiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he still woke up and said, "When you marry and follow your husband, it is rare to meet someone who treats you sincerely. Live your life well, and think less about useless things, which are not good for you."
Qingqing was indignant and said, "Thank you, Master, for your kindness."
Having said that, my tone was very unconvincing
Liu Jiyuan shook his head, knowing that trying to persuade him would be useless, so he walked out without saying anything.
You have to walk your own path. Others cannot help you. Life and death are in your own hands. Death is the easiest thing to do.
Fang Ming and Qing Qing were the only two people left in the room, their faces full of despair and melancholy.
Empty room, unspeakable loneliness
Qingqing was the first to come back to her senses, rolled her eyes, and whispered softly, "Fang Lang, if you regret it, it's still too late."
"As a gentleman, I won't regret it." Fang Ming has never been one to keep his word. Even if he felt a little regretful in his heart, looking at the charming little face in front of him, he didn't want to look back. "It's just
I hope you will put away your messy thoughts in the future and follow me well."
He understood what she was thinking. He just wanted to feel her. Besides, she had poison in her body and he didn't dare to mess around.
Qingqing lowered her eyes, covering up the complicated expression in her eyes, and leaned weakly in his arms, "Yes, I will listen to you from now on."
Seeing her gentle and cute look, Fang Ming felt a little relieved, but his heart was in a state of turmoil.