"It's not that bad either." She only gave a general idea and couldn't go into details.
Ruo frowned slightly in shock, "I just hope you can live a good life in the future, a woman's life can probably only be like this. Since I have no chance to meet Mr. Meng, I just... forget it."
Mr. Meng refers to Meng Yun, the second son of the Meng family, Murong Qingshuang's original fiancé, the man who became a fool at the age of fifteen.
I heard from Luo Yi that it was due to poisoning. Although she regained her life, her brain was damaged and she was in a daze all day long.
"Of course I will have a good time, and I won't let myself suffer." She replied calmly.[
Jingruo smiled softly, "Then, is the prince treating you well?"
he?
Murong Qingshuang only knew two things. First, he had strengthened herself. Second, she lost a bet with him. Both of them were not pleasant things.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Jingruo just thought she was embarrassed and said, "Forget it if you don't say anything. I think it's good."
He couldn't help but snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "That's really good!"
"Isn't it? King Luo is so outstanding and seems to treat you well. Didn't you say...even if Mr. Meng is not there, do you want to marry such a person?"
Murong Qingshuang said: "I don't know what I said before, but he is just a person who has more concubines than my boyfriend. No matter what, it is hard for people to say a good word."
"Is there any problem with this?" he said in surprise, "what you said seems a bit strange."
She paused and said, "I don't know, that's what I'm thinking right now. I'm shocked. I don't know if it was because I was a little stimulated in the past two days or something. After I woke up, I felt that my memory was a bit incomplete."
"How can it be exciting?"
She slowly took off the silk scarf around her neck.
Because she was going out today, the mark of the hanging was still visible, so she used a silk scarf to cover it.
"Qingshuang, what's going on?" Jingruo covered her mouth and looked at the purple mark on her neck in surprise, "You..."
She said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just hanging. But don't worry, I won't do such a thing again. Any approach that hurts yourself is wrong. Even if your hands are itchy, you should hurt them."
