Lan Qianxue's weak and pitiful expression suddenly froze, and her eyes widened.
The voice was slightly trembling, "You, what did you say?"
Qing Hui hugged Ning Fengxu's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder, "What? Don't you understand or understand? I said, this is my person, do you want to steal it from me?"<
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Lan Qianxue covered her mouth with both hands and looked at them in disbelief.
"You, you..."
Her tears fell in large drops, and she shook her head in despair at Ning Fengxu.
"No, no, Ning Lang, you wouldn't do this to me, would you?"
Ning Fengxu was unmoved at all, and even felt indescribably stiff.
Lan Qianxue's behavior can be said to be extremely tempting and pitiful. It's a pity that it's just a wink for the "blind man". Ning Feng may not only be blind with her eyes, but also her heart.
"Why are you crying? Even if you want to be a concubine, you have to pass my test. When the concubine sees the mistress, don't you know how to kneel down? You don't understand the rules of our Si Lingzhou and you still want to come in. What do you do?
What a dream!" Qing Hui shouted without mercy.
"You, you are so bullying!" Lan Qianxue thought that she had never been so humiliated before. She was shocked and angry, and her fair face turned slightly red with anger.
The next moment, Lan Qianxue raised her hand and stabbed Qing Hui's throat with an inaudible and thin poisonous needle.
Qing Hua hooked his lips and pinched the poisonous needle accurately with his fingers.
"Tsk, the little goblin is quite vicious!" Qing Hua smiled slightly, flicked his finger, and returned the poisonous needle.
There was a hint of surprise in Lan Qianxue's eyes.
"You, who are you? Why do you treat me like this? I am sincere to Ning Lang. Please help us, good sister!" Lan Qianxue looked at Qing Hui pitifully, as if she had been bullied.
I am little white flower, and Qing Hui is the vicious old woman.
"Chengquan? Stop dreaming! Get out of here, or I'll beat you once I see you!" Qing Hui looked at Lan Qianxue with an imposing manner. She wanted to see how long she could perform.
Sure enough, Lan Qianxue did not expect that Qingshan would be so indifferent, so she could only cast her eyes on Ning Fengxu again, her eyes filled with tears and extremely tender.
"Ninglang~"
Ning Fengxu still didn't react, and her eyes didn't change at all.
"Stop shouting, you are just shouting to break your throat. With me here, do you think he dares to promise you?" Qing Hui mocked.
"You!"
Lan Qianxue couldn't hold back at all, and her expression changed. Her delicate face, even when angry, was full of pitiful agility, and her eyes were watery.
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine wine! Whatever I want, no matter whether it's people or things, can't escape from my grasp! So what if you are his first wife? If you die, I can be his successor!"
It's a pity that the voice coming out of that delicate and lovely face is poisonous.
Qing Hua laughed out loud.
"Tsk, can you stop pretending so quickly? What a coincidence. No one else can even get a hold of what this princess wants!" The unedged long sword in Qing Hui's hand was pointed directly at Lan Qianxue,
"You, and that little bitch Qi Mingyue, get out of here and die!"
"Amitabha, Princess Qingshan, have you had enough fun?" Changli's untimely voice sounded.
Chapter completed!