Chapter 522 In the end, I still gave up on her pawn
How many times can a heart be hurt?
How many times can a person's dignity be trampled on?
Ordinary people even know this, and even feel embarrassed, let alone the arrogant and arrogant prince.
Now, no matter if he is angry or something else, in short, he is taking advantage of that bad woman Chu Weiyun!
"Go and coax him back!"
Qiqiao followed Qingge into the bedroom, turned around, and closed the door behind her.
She looked anxious: "He must be just angry. You hurt him too deeply. When people are angry, they will inevitably make decisions that they regret."
"Bad princess, you really hurt the prince this time!"
"What does it have to do with me? It's not like I forced him to marry Chu Weiyun with a knife." The smile on Qingge's lips disappeared.
Put away the short knife and hang it back on your waist.
Looking down at the knife at his waist, his eyes couldn't help but dim slightly.
The knife that guy gave me could not be given back, so I kept it with me and use it till now.
"In the future, don't provoke the palace maid named Linglong. I am no match for her. Just now, it was the sword energy of this knife that shocked her."
If it weren't for the long soft sword inside this short sword that had its own spiritual energy, how could the sword she just slashed have such mellow sword energy?
Linglong chose to stop because she was thinking about the slap she had injured before and the difficulty in her heart.
If she really wanted to pounce on him, she would never be able to match Qingge's current skills.
This short knife saved her life again.
Qiqiao was also looking at her dagger. She tilted her head and looked confused: "Just now, wasn't it your own skill?"
"Of course not." She practiced the Lotus Heart Sutra well, but internal strength is not so easy to gather.
It will still take some time.
Qiqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that she had really narrowly saved her life just now.
Fortunately.
"However, if the prince really gets married to Chu Weiyun, won't you be sad to death?"
"Won't."
"You will!"
"I said no!" Chu Qingge glared at her.
Qiqiao also stared back at her: "You will definitely do it, you duplicitous woman!"
Chu Qingge ignored her, worried, and inexplicably not in a good mood.
"Chu Weiyun said she was going to go on an expedition? What kind of trash?" Qiqiao suddenly remembered what Chu Weiyun said just now.
"Most likely, Her Majesty the Queen wants her to achieve military exploits and support her to become Her Highness." Chu Qingge cast her gaze out the window.
A highness without military merit is not a good highness and cannot convince the public.
It seems that after careful consideration, Nan Qing gave up her as a pawn and instead wanted to win over Feng Liye.
After all, in Nan Qing's heart, Chu Weiyun is Nan Xing's daughter and the only one who can compete with Nan Yang.
I am nothing, and I am really incomparable to Chu Weiyun.
"If the Southern Jin Dynasty were left in the hands of people like that, the country would be destroyed sooner or later."
Qiqiao put down the medicinal materials, jumped on the chair and sat down: "That person named Linglong is the murderer of Qiaoer?"
The word Qiaoer made Chu Qingge freeze up.
Qiqiao could clearly feel how much pain she was feeling!
This is Linglong!
Make the bad princess so sad!
How can the bad guy continue to live well? No! She must be eliminated!
"Don't provoke her. She is very powerful in martial arts. You will die in her hands."
Chu Qingge turned around and stared at Qiqiao's face filled with anger.
Her face darkened and she warned sternly: "Did you hear that? You must never take the initiative to provoke her!"
"Oh!" Qiqiao responded casually, his eyes suddenly shining brightly: "By the way, you have developed so powerful medicines, is there any one that can confuse people's minds, making people feel like powdered medicine in a dream, or...
Smoke?"
Qingge looked defensive: "What are you going to do?"
