Although this princess is sick, she has a smart heart. "It's not that she's coming down, but she's really missing the maid. She's looking for her everywhere. She didn't expect the princess to come out and be so elegant. It seems that she's really not good at greetings all the way.
The princess is bored.”
Princess Xiao couldn't argue with her words. Just as she was about to ask who the woman behind her was, she saw the wizard shouting slightly, and immediately a maid came over to help her back to her room.
Princess Xiao took a last look at Wei'er and saw her standing in the courtyard, her ink-colored black hair hitting her waist and shoulders with the wind, her eyes were calm and subtle, and she was dressed in white and transcendent, as if she was a woman left behind in the world, and her beauty was in the moonlight.
Thousands of thousands seemed to be integrated with it, so beautiful that even she was a woman and couldn't bear to look at her eyes.
Until she left her, she still didn't know who she was, but one thing was certain that she was far more elegant and gorgeous than she saw.
"This sick woman is not simple in some places, but she cannot underestimate her at all." When Princess Xiao walked away, Feng Yuzhe frowned and smiled bitterly, as if she had been teased by her before.
Wei'er agreed with Feng Yuzhe's meaning, "If it weren't for this illness, it would have been difficult for Helian Baili to take advantage of her."
"Haha--." Feng Yuzhe smiled twice without emotion, "So what about not easy? As long as Helian Baili wants to do it, will the healthy Princess Xiao not marry Dongzhao?"
Yes, what method would Helian Baili use to force her to submit. In this way, what can intelligence be like? It is pitiful after all.
Wei'er sighed for a moment, forgot that she had inconvenience under her feet. She injured her feet and almost fell out after she became weak.
Feng Yuzhe hurriedly supported her. Wei'er looked at him gratefully, but asked Feng Yuzhe to joke: "Look at what I'm doing, I don't dare to take you back to the room."
Before Wei'er could react, she saw Feng Yuzhe whispering to the side, and then looked at him, and a slender figure walked out of the darkness. Who was it if it was Qi Mingye?
When Qi Mingye approached the last step Feng Yuzhe let go of his hand. Qi Mingye naturally hugged Wei'er in his arms, and then complained while walking, "It's so unruly if you want to hurt your feet.
It has been bad, just inform me and I will be sure that you can only stay in my arms for the rest of your life.”
He was thinking too exaggeratedly, how could it be that serious? However, she was indeed negligent just now. Although the hidden pain from her ankle was tolerated, Qi Mingye told her that she really felt a little injustice when she said it.
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"How long have you been there for eavesdropping?"
Not long after, I just heard the following few words without much content, "What did you all say?"
I probably didn't hear anything, and Wei'er had nothing to hide. "The princess is full of expectations for you, and I hope you don't hate her."
"Although she is a little smart, she doesn't understand her position. Such a person deserves sympathy, but not pitiful." He sat down under the edge of the bed, Qi Mingye squatted down and began to check
Her injured feet.
Wei'er did not stop Qi Mingye's actions, and watched him unbutton his bandage and approached the candle for careful observation. The person the princess was looking forward to was doing something for her so low, which would definitely ruin her mind.
King Zhao is so arrogant that she is a little happy. In vain, she is a little happy, just a little bit, but that is really happy.
Just imagine how would Qi Mingye feel if he treated others so considerately? No need to think about it, just the moment he thought of it, she had the urge to escape. "Where are you, who would you sympathize with?" He had sympathized with it.
Is someone else?
The injury is not hindered, the swelling has basically disappeared, and I guess I can walk steadily in a while.
He heard Eleven's question again, sympathy? He had only sympathized with one person in this life, that is Feng Yuzhe, so he was willing to risk his life to go to the spiritual realm and steal the spirit grass for his beloved person.
"Why do you look at me with such a hurt look?" After getting up, he bent his body and approached her, making each other's eyes even more enlarged. "Do you want me to sympathize with you?"
Such a cold gaze instantly extinguished the little joy in my heart. Wei'er turned her head away, but Qi Mingye pinched her jaw and twisted back, "What are you escaping? Why do you want me to sympathize with you? Eleventh
, Tell me, what are you thinking in your heart?”
His breathing was a temperature that could burn her. Wei'er heard her heartbeat and was deafening in vain. She supported her body with her hands and did not lean back, but Qi Mingye's breathing getting closer and closer made her unable to hide.
Finally he fell on the brocade quilt, and his body collapsed.
"Qi...Qi Mingye." Qi Mingye tonight was different from the past. She saw her slightly helpless figure in his eyes, and his burning extraordinary fire, holding his hand.
Chest, "Qi Mingye, what are you doing? You are taking advantage of others' danger!"
Eleven was frightened by him, and he saw the long-lost panic in her eyes. It was indeed right to take her back to Dongzhao. She was getting closer and closer to the royal city, and she was becoming more and more like Eleven.
"If I insist on favoring you tonight, can you really resist?"
With her current situation and Qi Mingye's cold words, Wei'er felt that there was a cliff behind her and she had no way out. She didn't dare to relax and support his chest. Gradually, Wei'er felt that he was exerting force.
Her arms began to bend, and she couldn't hold on, "Qi Mingye, if you dare to touch me, I won't let you go."
"What would you do? I am looking forward to it very much." Qi Mingye suddenly pressed Wei'er's hands that supported his chest and stared at her coldly.
She was suddenly under the weight of Qi Mingye, and Wei'er felt that she was in a daze. At this dangerous moment, she had only one method to protect herself, "I am the saint of the spiritual realm. You are disrespectful to me, just to make the old wizard's prophecy come true.
You are destroying Dongzhao's future."
Qi Mingye was stunned. He didn't expect Eleven to take this ruthless move at this time. But at this time he didn't mind Eleven's words. It was just an excuse she found for self-protection. He smiled evilly,
The fingertips lingered on her lips, "Eleven, please remember me well. In this world, unless I want to destroy Dong Zhao, no one can think of Dong Zhao. Chu can't do it.
, Helian cannot do it, nor can it do it in the spiritual realm.”
He swore that after saying this, he then kissed the woman's lips hard, regardless of her struggle and resistance.
He was so strong that no matter how she resisted, it would be useless. His kiss was very angry, as if he was about to suffocate her. Gradually, Wei'er stopped resisting, she wanted to use her feet to go
When he kicked him, he found that one of his legs was tightly pressing on her injured leg. If he didn't hold it down, her desperate impulse just now would definitely make the injury recur.
He was obviously rude to her, but he was rude to her with such thoughtfulness and care.