Wenren Qianjue blinked, as if not seeing His Highness' face stiffen, and continued to chew the elbow in his hand.
The dragon attendants couldn't stand it any longer and retreated one after another, waiting for orders.
Sure enough, this meal had eaten a large table again, and Wenren Qianjue who came out was still slim and slim, like a bottomless pit, and was absorbed in an instant.
"Are you sleepy?"
His Highness looked at his wife with deep affection in his eyes.
Wenren Qianjue shook his head: "I can still hold on now."
She knew in her heart that His Highness must have seen the seven stones return to their places and the light rising into the sky.
And rescued her in time.
During a few days of coma and dreaming, she dreamed that the prophecy had become a reality.
Fate had pushed her and His Highness to opposite places.
Just when she didn't know what to do, a very calm voice told her that if it was fate, then he would change his fate against the will of heaven.
Wenren Qianjue felt her pulse.
Although it was still beating weakly, it was much better than yesterday.
She was curious about many things, but now was not the time to ask.
The top priority is to recover their bodies and save their baby.
"Your Highness, I want to take a walk and see Iron Egg."
The flower as blue as the sky was given such an unpleasant name by her, but it came out of her mouth very smoothly.
Wenren Qianjue smacked his lips and glanced at his man.
"good."
His Highness took her to see flowers.
The strong arms holding her thin and thin body must not have been an illusion by His Highness.
The little woman has lost weight again, and her face has become somewhat angular.
It's still so cold that it feels elusive.
The blue flowers are still blooming, as if they are waiting for Wenren Qianjue to come and see them.
"Your Highness, tell me, what is the original name of this flower?"
Wenren Qianjue squatted down and fiddled with the flowers lazily, his cool eyes becoming increasingly difficult to open.
Baili Suye said calmly: "Most people call it Shaoyan."
"Shaoyan."
Wenren Qianjue repeated: "It sounds familiar."
She seemed to have seen the name of this flower in an ancient book.
After thinking about it carefully, she felt sleepy and couldn't help but yawn lazily.
Seeing that the little woman was recovering so well, His Highness also raised his lips slightly with an uncontrollable smile: "Go back to sleep if you feel sleepy."
"Yeah."
The moment Wenren Qianjue stood up, he raised his eyes and saw a pair of snow-white pupils.
No words in the world are enough to describe those eyes
Weird, cold, and infinitely charming, but it exudes a terrifying aura like a queen.
"Qianjue" His Highness instantly pulled her into his arms. impossible That woman has been resurrected, how come Yingxue’s white pupils still appear on the body of his little woman?
His Highness's expression suddenly changed and he pulled her into his arms.
This made Wenren Qianjue a little confused.
Well, just hold it, it's quite comfortable.
She didn't bother to ask, and sleepiness swept over her: "Your Highness, let's go back."
This time when she raised her eyes lazily, His Highness saw that her eyes had returned to normal, and they were still that naughty little girl.
"Well."
His Highness is a bit strange today.
Why is he always silent?
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As Wenren Qianjue thought about it, his consciousness gradually blurred.
He just fell asleep leaning against his man.
Baili Suye picked her up, walked back to the bedroom step by step, placed her on the bed, then left the room, stood at the door and summoned the dragon attendant: "Stay here, no one is allowed to move until I come back. " "yes" The dragon attendants responded in unison Baili Suye put her hand on the door and her eyes were extremely deep.
Then he left without looking back.
Late at night, Wenren Qianjue woke up in a daze and subconsciously touched his side.
The place where His Highness usually lay was empty.
"Where are the people?"
she muttered.
Suddenly, he noticed a person standing outside the curtain of the bed.
The man's back was turned to her, and he definitely didn't look like a man.
He should be a woman.
No one with dragon blood.
Can't enter the other courtyard.
Who is this person in front of me?
Wenren Qianjue's eyes instantly turned cold, he lost all sleepiness, and he stood up calmly: "Who is your Excellency?"
Her whole body was full of guard, and she moved very slowly to put on clothes.
She looked careless, but impeccable.
The man spoke: "If you want to know, why not come and see for yourself" She was indeed a woman, and her voice was as beautiful as Wenren Qianjue had ever heard.
He was indescribably cold and charming, with a bit of domineering power that only an emperor could possess.
She was extremely arrogant, and although she appeared strange, Wenren Qianjue could not feel any hostility.
Wenren Qianjue snorted coldly, "There are many people who are making mysteries."
After she dressed lazily, she opened the curtain and walked out.
Only then did he see clearly that the woman was wearing a large dress, which did not look like Dayin's style.
Not like Yunfeng or Roulan Rather The feeling of ancient times.
Simple to the extreme, yet incredibly beautiful.
"How did you get in?"
Wenren Qianjue glanced outside the window.
The dragon attendants were all there.
They themselves already have abilities beyond human abilities.
But the person in front of her appeared calmly in front of her bed.
Obviously the dragon attendants don't know The woman said nothing, as if she was just waiting for Wenren Qianjue to come up to her.
Wenren Qianjue stood behind her, lazily crossing her chest, with a bit of scorn in her eyes: "Young lady, you have a big air.
I'm standing behind you, you can talk now."
The woman turned around slowly, as if countless white flowers bloomed in an instant A simple action suddenly made Wenren Qianjue's heart skip a beat.
Her hair hangs down to the ground like an endless river, dark and soft, exuding a faint evil aura, and her face is covered with a simple white veil. a pair of eyes Make Wenren Qianjue indescribably familiar "Who are you" She suddenly felt something was wrong.
She remembered that no one around her had eyes like this.
Although they were absolutely beautiful, why did she feel like she saw such eyes almost every day?
Behind the veil, the woman seemed to be smiling: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The way she spoke, she frowned and smiled.
Wenren Qianjue is very familiar with them all.
It's as if the memory has been covered with a layer of window paper.
Just poke it and it will break "Who are you?"
When the matter reached this point, Wenren Qianjue had no patience anymore.
Her cold eyebrows raised slightly.
His tone was clearly cold.
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"Ji Qingwu."
The woman actually answered her.
Wenren Qianjue's whole body was shaken violently.
She had never heard of this name.
But it was as if the name was engraved deep into her bones "It's very familiar."
The woman smiled lightly, seemingly very happy.
She gently took off her veil, and under the moonlight, she completely exposed her face "" Wenren Qianjue took a few steps back and his eyes widened instantly.
All the weird events in the world were before her, but none of them shocked her like the peerless appearance of the woman in front of her.
"Follow me."
The woman put her veil back on and left the house like smoke.
Wenren Qianjue didn't say anything, picked up his ancient sword and chased him out.
"Hey, Madam, where are you going this late at night?"
"The Lord has commanded that we cannot let you step out of this room until he comes back."
"Come and stop me."
Bang snap "Ahhhhhhh" A mess of sounds sounded together.
Wenren Qianjue knocked down all the dragon attendants almost instantly and chased Ji Wuwu in the direction where he disappeared.
"Ji Qingqing Ji Wuqing" Her headache felt like it was going to explode.
Why was this name so familiar to her?
It was as familiar as the face of that woman.
Wenren Qianjue tightly held the ancient sword in his hand and pursed his pale lips.
Today, she must get an answer He was walking leisurely in front, but his speed was very fast.
It disappeared before her eyes almost instantly.
Wenren Qianjue's speed was not slow either, and the two of them were always one behind the other.
Finally, they stopped in an empty, moonlit place.
Turning back, he looked at Wenren Qianjue with clearly appreciative eyes: "Not bad."
"No need for your evaluation."
Wenren Qianjue responded coldly.
Under the moonlight, Ji Wuqing's face was flawlessly white, her brows were cold and extraordinary, and there was a faint evil aura flowing in her eyes, like the tip of an iceberg, as if it could burst out at any time.
She has a rare temperament all over her body.
Wenren Qianjue had only seen this kind of temperament in Baili Suye before.
Now this arrogant domineering attitude appears in a woman, and this woman has a face that is almost exactly the same as hers Yes She has seen those eyes before, because every day when she looks in the mirror, she sees She was familiar with that face because she had spent countless days and nights with it.
It’s just that she never knew that such a thin body could gather so much power.
"I've seen you."
After a long while, Wenren Qianjue spoke coldly.
The lip line was slightly raised, making her look even more attractive: "Of course you have seen it.
When you look in the mirror every day, this is the face you see."
Wenren Qianjue sneered: "No.
I'm talking about you.
Not myself.
I saw your portrait in the snowy field of the Eternal Prison."
Xueyu's attitude towards her was so strange back then, just because there was a woman who went on a killing spree there.
After many years, Xueyu was able to get out of that nightmare.
But the events of that day have been deeply imprinted in the bones and blood of those who are still alive.
"Oh."
Ji Wuqing lowered his eyes nonchalantly and elegantly picked at his ice-crystal nails: "There are still those people who survived.
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I was really kind back then."
It's really her Wenren Qianjue narrowed her eyes.
She could feel that there was an unending thread between the two of them.
It's even closer than the contract between her and His Highness and Wu Chi.
However, she didn’t want to be at a disadvantage in this conversation.
But he was very interested in the topic she mentioned: "Speaking of this, you have met me more than once."
Her eyebrows were affectionate and her smile was alluring.
In an instant, that face changed A little higher here, a little lower there, a little bigger here, a little smaller there.
It turned into a completely different face.
It was a young woman with heroic features, strong, but full of kindness.
It was a face that Wenren Qianjue had never seen clearly before.
But it slowly overlaps with the memory of the body.
"Xu Zixia"
She lost her voice This name refers to Wenren Qianjue’s mother, a swordsman genius who died inexplicably many years ago.
Wenren Qianjue couldn't help biting her lip.
"Yes."
Xu Zixia's face smiled faintly: "I named you Qianjue, do you like this name?
No, at that time, the person in this body was not you."
This sentence once again shocked Wenren Qianjue's body.
The Ji Wuqing in front of her was completely confused.
What was even more frightening was that she also knew many secrets that no one else knew.
"You don't really think that those losers from the Wen family can put me to death, do you?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on her lips: "That's just because I got tired of wearing my identity in human skin and started my own plan. " As he said that, Xu Zixia's face disappeared.
What appeared in front of Wenren Qianjue's eyes was a shadow
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