Qingge removed her foot from the eldest lady's chest, returned to the garden, looked at Wuyou, "Let's go."
Wuyou bypassed the eldest lady and followed Qing Ge without caring about her life or death.
Wuyou's brows and eyes were filled with a smile like the spring breeze, which was completely different from the peace and tranquility he usually had.
"What are you laughing at?"
On the way back, Qingge asked.
"It's so kind of you."
"How nice."
"You are the best person in the world."
"Idiots, the last thing you can trust are good people."
"..." The two of them had returned to the wine table while they were talking. Qingge sat down next to Ji Yue, hugged Ji Yue's arms, and looked at Ji Yue with aggrieved eyes, "Aye, my
My hands hurt so much."
"Which hand?"
Ji Yue's heart tightened and she asked worriedly.
Qingge stretched out her right hand that had just grasped Miss Shenhuang's neck, "It hurts. I did heavy work just now, and it hurts."
"It won't hurt if I press it on you."
Ji Yue carefully and gently massaged Qingge's right wrist. Qingge leaned next to Ji Yue and narrowed her narrow beautiful eyes comfortably.
Not to mention, it feels so good to be pampered by a man.
Wuyou helplessly looked at Qingge, where her wrist hurt, it should be the eldest lady's neck... Gu Long in the spiritual world could no longer see it anymore: "Ye girl, if you do this again, I won't
I can't stay here any longer, you have to consider the dragon's feelings."
Qingge shrugged: "You are jealous of me, you are a dragon that no man wants!"
Gu Long, died.
Gu Long finally understood. Normally, this girl was a cold empress, but if she was next to Ji Yue, her pretentious posture really made Long feel sick.
Gu Long really wanted to vomit in the girl's spiritual world.
Zhang Lan sat at the wine table and frequently looked outside the garden. Both Wuyou and the Blood Demon Elder had returned, but her daughter was still missing.
Zhang Lan was worried, fearing that her daughter would do something extremely stupid due to her temperament.
Qingge looked at Zhang Lan, chuckled, and said: "Second Madam, I met the eldest lady on the way back. The eldest lady seems to be unwell. Second Madam, you should go and have a look."
The second lady couldn't sit still after hearing this. She quickly got up and walked out of the garden. Not far away, she saw her daughter lying on the ground.
The blood overflowing from the corner of the eldest lady's lips flowed to her neck, and her delicate and white neck was reddened. She opened her mouth slightly and gasped for air, looking at the night sky with hopeless and empty eyes.
"Ying'er, Ying'er, what's wrong with you..." The second lady squatted down and hugged her daughter's upper body anxiously, "What happened?
Who bullied you?"
"Wuyou that bitch!"
The eldest lady gritted her teeth and suddenly clutched the second lady's clothes tightly, her bloodshot eyes widened: "Mother, hurry up, go and let the mistress kill him, I don't want to see this beast Wuyou again."
People are often like this, Wuyou did nothing, and it was clearly Qingge who bullied her, but she would not blame Qingge, only resent Wuyou.
This resentment is like boiling hot water, reaching a peak state, as if there is a blood feud between them.
In the eldest lady's subconscious mind, the Blood Demon is an existence similar to the God of Death. He is also on good terms with Sui Linggui and the Qinglian King. He is also the sweetheart of the Ye Clan and the Night Palace, and has dealings with the Ghost King.
The eldest lady couldn't afford to offend such a person, and she even intuitively believed that it was only natural for the Blood Demon to bully her. However, she was unwilling to be bullied and could only vent her resentment and anger on Wuyou.
As far as she is concerned, Wuyou is her peer and equal, but ever since Wuyou appeared, she has looked down on Wuyou.
It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong.
Zhang Lan had tears in her eyes and looked at her daughter with distress. Her daughter had never suffered such injustice, and all of this was because of that little beast Wuyou.
Zhang Lan could remember with her toes that her daughter asked for Wuyou's help, but Wuyou ignored her, and a dispute broke out. The blood demon passed by and couldn't stand it anymore, so he vented his anger on Wuyou.
If Wuyou was thinking of brotherhood to help with this, how could such a thing happen?
"This damn white-eyed wolf, even his clan sister is unwilling to help, thanks to the fact that the master loves him so much and says he has a good nature.
The old saying is true. How can animals understand human emotions? Dogs know how to wag their tails for their owners. He is worse than a dog."
Zhang Lan helped her daughter up and said angrily.
In this state of the eldest lady, it was obvious that she could not continue to attend the celebration banquet for Wuyou's title. Zhang Lan personally supported the eldest lady and escorted her back to her room.
After placing the eldest lady on the bed and covering her with a quilt, and treating her wounds, Zhang Lan went to the garden with peace of mind.
Before Zhang Lan left, the eldest lady lying on the bed suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhang Lan's wrist. She turned her head and looked at Zhang Lan stubbornly, "Mother, you must kill Wuyou. When I wake up tomorrow, I want to hear that he is dead."
News!"
Zhang Lan patted the back of the eldest lady's hand and comforted her: "Don't worry, I will use Wuyou's head to sacrifice your wounds."
After receiving her mother's affirmative answer, the eldest lady felt relieved, released her hand from Zhang Lan's wrist, and watched Zhang Lan leave the room.
The eldest lady calmed down, laughed coldly twice, and fell into a deep sleep.
It will be a good dream tonight, and when the sun rises in the east tomorrow, there will be good news waiting for her.
In the Shenhuang Garden, after three rounds of drinking, the leader of the Shenhuang Clan got drunk, his face turned red, and he walked towards Wuyou unsteadily, hooked Wuyou's neck, and held a pot of wine in his hand.
It looks like the two brothers are getting along well, and they are trying to get Wuyou to take over.
Wuyou looked at the Shenhuang Clan Chief who smelled of alcohol with disgust, but had no intention of pushing the Shenhuang Clan Chief away, and allowed the Shenhuang Clan Chief to hang around him like an alcoholic and talk non-stop.
.
"Wuyou, my Wuyou..." Shenhuang Clan Chief suddenly pushed Wuyou away and howled. Wuyou looked confused and didn't know why. Isn't he here? What was Shenhuang Clan Chief shouting?
The next moment, Wuyou looked at the leader of the Shenhuang Clan, his eyelids twitched several times, and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.
But they saw the leader of the Shenhuang clan holding a chair and crying and calling Wuyou, "Wouyou, how did you become like this, who deformed you?
You tell your father, and your father will help you teach him.
Come on, little Wuyou, call daddy and come listen."
The leader of the Shenhuang clan was like a drama queen. He pinched his throat and screamed: "Daddy, Wuyou likes you."
When the Shenhuang Clan Chief heard this, he cried with joy, returned to his normal state, and cried loudly while hugging the unoccupied chair: "My son has become sensible and understands the difficulties of being a father..." Qing Ge looked at the Shenhuang Clan Chief, and said,
Smiling softly in Ji Yue's arms.
The depth of Shenhuang Clan Leader's feelings towards Wuyou was beyond her expectation.