The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

In this world, the most hurtful people are always unintentional words. Because of the truth, they hit the nail on the head.

Gongsun’s glass was out of the yard, and when he got into the carriage, he was leaving.

Ji Mingxiu walked out faintly: "Long glass, I have something to say to you."

Gongsun Changli was silent for a moment, and picked up the curtain and drove the carriage.

The two went to the alley.

Ji Mingxiu said: "Do not put your words on your heart."

Gongsun Changli asked: "Do you think so?"

"What do you think?" Ji Ming Xiu Dao.

"Nothing." Gongsun’s glass hangs. "If you want to say this, I know, there is nothing else I have to leave."

The grandson and the long glass turned and walked quietly toward the carriage.

Ji Mingxiu looked at his back and fixed his mouth: "Thank you... I sent Yunzhu back."

The step of Gongsun’s glass was paused, but he did not look back, and did not speak. He continued to move forward.

Ji Mingxiu once again called him: "Long glass."

The grandson’s glass stopped, slightly turned his head, looking to the side of the road, and the light seemed to stretch behind him, as if he was expecting what he would say next.

Ji Mingxiu said: "The cloud is not a good person, he is not stupid, you will not be right with him later."

In the guise of Gongsun’s glass, there was a trace of loss.

What he wants to hear is not this.

"If he let me kill you?" Gongsun Changli asked.

Ji Mingxiu did not hesitate: "You are here."

Gongsun’s glass is dimly lit: “Do you want me to listen to him?”

Of course I don't want to, but you listen to him, I will let you live; if you don't listen to him, will he make you better?

Ji Mingxiu did not say anything at all.

Gongsun Changliu took a deep breath and said slowly: "I know, you take care of Mrs. Cloud, I am leaving."

Ji Mingxiu said: "I am sorry about the city in the clouds."

In the end, he is underestimating the ability of Yunxiao. He thinks that he is seamless with Gongsun’s glass. Nowadays, I am afraid that Yunxiao has long known that the situation of Gongsun’s glass is more difficult than he imagined.

Under such circumstances, Gongsun Changli sent Yunzhu back without regard to Yunxiao’s opposition, only to be more irritated.

Ji Mingxiu looked at him and said: "You... or don't you go back?"

Gongsun’s glass slowly turned around, and the light shimmered: “You will let me not violate him for a while, let me stay for a while, what do you want me to do.”

Ji Mingxiu did not answer his words, but decided to look into the depths of his eyes. He said with a strong heart: "I didn't take you as an outsider, and I didn't think you might be able to help me. I didn't doubt you. With my heart, I have not questioned your ability. I just... I don’t want you to go to risk. You stay, wait for me to kill Yunxiao, wherever you want to go, I won’t force you.”

The grandson’s long glass led the lips, as if there was a smile that seemed to have nothing to say: “You said so at the beginning, but did you not stay strong for ten years?”

Ji Mingxiu’s serious face: “It’s boring to reveal it.”

The grandson’s long-necked glass corners are slightly curved, and the exquisite face flashes in the radiance of the sun, and it flashes a different kind of look: “take care.”

Gongsun’s glass was on the carriage, and Ji Mingxiu also went back to the courtyard. When the carriage passed the entrance of the courtyard, Gongsun’s glass suddenly opened the curtain of the window: “That...”

Ji Mingxiu stopped and turned to look at him: "Change your mind?"

Gongsun Liuli said: "It is the lady of Yun."

......

After half a quarter of an hour, Ji Ming repaired into the courtyard.

In the small 旮旯 东 outside the East Chamber, Hai Xie is a one-on-one reprimanded Yan Fei: "What are you going to do? Are you just kicked by the brain? How do you blame the grandson and the glass? The face of the Lord! I am not afraid that the Lord has cut you!"

Under the hands of the young masters, there are a total of seven of them. Among them, the seventeenth are the most favored. The lesser masters are like the children of their own. They are used to it, but they know that the Lord is quite used to it. The grandson of the grandson.

For the sake of this, it is natural that the Lord is the first to blame the wrong person, and the Lord has a flaw in his heart. After so many years, he is almost responsive to Gongsun’s glass. Even the grandson’s glaciers want the secrets of the hidden family. Said to him.

Of course, the young master did not know that the gadget was a secret technique that the priest’s temple did not pass, but he later learned and said nothing.

It can be seen that in the heart of the Lord, it is not the same for the grandson.

Later, the Gongsun Changli guy also forced the young master to dig a bowl of blood, this kind of thing for individual try? See if the Lord does not plan his graves? !

"Why don't you provoke the Lord's unhappiness? Let's talk about it... I don't blame the grandson and the glass, you are!" Hai 13 said nothing about his mouth.

The reason is that Yan Fei knows all the time. When Yi Qianyin asked the relationship between Gong Sunli and Yunxiao, he also spoke for Gongsun’s glass. He was too angry, and he was not obscured for a while.

Yan Fei grabbed his head and was about to apologize to Gongsun’s Li Tao. He saw Ji Mingxiu coldly entering the house.

Yan Fei sneaked to the side and smashed it toward the door. He saw that the carriage of Gongsun’s glass had disappeared.

......

Something, Chaucer checked the injury to Yunzhu, and the result was not optimistic.

Yunzhu not only makes the cloud sucking up the internal force, but also shakes the muscles of the whole body. It is impossible for these veins to go back one by one. Although the Blood of the Gorefiend has a very powerful healing effect, That is for the ontology, really to repair so many damage to others, afraid that it is necessary to let go of Qiao Wei's blood to do it.

Qiao Wei asked in confusion: "Isn't Yunxiao not only got a small bowl at the beginning?"

Chaucer shook his head and said: "The cloud has the blood of the Gorefiend. He wants that blood is not for the treatment of injuries. It is to absorb the power of the blood marrow and to transform himself into a Gorefiend."

After practicing the Gorefiend, all injuries can be cured.

Qiao Wei asked sadly: "Is it not saved?"

Qiao Yan sighed: "You can only do your best, listen to the fate, use both fruits and millennial ginseng!"

In fact, although the two fruits have a miraculous effect on improving the skill, the effect of treating the injury is not significant. The body is almost the same as ginseng, but it is easier to absorb than ginseng.

Subsequently, Joe took a bit of Qiao Wei's blood.

Qiao Wei looked at the half bowl of blood and said to Chaucer: "Let's put it more, I'm fine."

Chaucer said with no anger: "You are distressed, why don't I feel bad about my daughter?"

Qiao Wei’s heart is sour: “Hey...”

Chaucer's eyes were red, and he turned his back and packed up the medicine box. "I am going to take medicine. I will go see your mother later."

Qiao Wei stood up and said, "I will go too."

Chaucer said harshly: "You sit down!"

Qiao Wei glanced at Chaucer and sat down.

Chaucer realized that his tone was too heavy. He looked at his daughter apologetically. He seemed to want to explain, but he finally said nothing and took the medicine bowl and the medicine out.

Looking at the back of his family, Qiao Wei touched the slightly raised belly and got up and went to the kitchen.

When Qiao Wei returned to the house with a bowl of fresh soup, Ji Weixiu had been in front of the bed for a long time.

His look is a little bit terrible.

"Morning." Qiao Wei gently called him.

Ji Mingxiu said: "She has never had a good day since she was fifteen years old. I said that she would not let her suffer. I said that she would take good care of her and come to the end..."

Qiao Wei walked over to him, raised his hand and gently held his shoulder: "You don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. The situation at the time was not something you could control."

Ji Mingxiu clenched his fist: "Not at the time, the whole thing was wrong from the beginning."

Proud as Ji is a meditation, this life has not been defeated in the hands of anyone, but this time was calculated by a cloud, his chest is like blocking a stone, sullen uncomfortable.

The most uncomfortable thing is that because of his own oversight, the ghost king and Helan are locked in, and Yunzhu is also concealed by the clouds.

This is simply the pain of skin!

Qiao Wei put the medicine bowl on the stool, crouched down, looked up and fixedly looked at him: "You, you just like to take everything to yourself, the person who did the wrong thing is Yunxiao, the It is him who blames him, not you, you have been trying to stop him, but the process of stopping it is not as smooth as you expected. Do you know how one can never make a mistake?"

Ji Mingxiu said: "Do you do nothing?"

Qiao Wei nodded. "Yeah, if you don't do anything, you won't make any mistakes. Besides, I don't think you did something wrong."

Ji Mingxiu opened his mouth: "You are not disappointed?"

Qiao Wei didn't ask me why I was disappointed, but looked at him and said: "When I let myself hurt, are you disappointed with me?"

Ji Mingxiu shook his head: "Never."

Qiao Wei looked at him piously: "Me too. If in this world, I can only choose to believe in a person, that person must not be myself, but you."

Ji Mingxiu dreamed that she could hear such words from her mouth. It was not a love story, but it was like a love story. Every pore that was in his body was opened, and his heart seemed to have passed through the warmth. All the stagnation was swept away.

The chest seemed to be filled with something, and the emotions of the heat wave spurted out, and his breathing was heavy.

Qiao Wei looked at him, and the scorpion sparkled: "I just believe in you."

Ji Mingxiu stroked her top hand and shivered slightly.

Qiao Wei gently squatted on his lap: "We haven't lost yet."

Ji Mingxiu condensed: "Well, no."

"What am I doing?"

"I heard Yunxiao say that Mrs. Yun was hurt like this, even if she is a god, she can't save it, unless Yunzhu can enter the palace."

Gongsun Longli will not lie to him, and there should be a way to heal Yunzhu in the underground palace.

Ji Mingxiu looked at Qiao Wei: "How long can you hold?"

Qiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "I said, for up to half a month."

Ji Mingxiu is getting colder and colder. In order to ensure that Helan and the Ghost King are starving to death and thirsty in the underground palace, the clouds will disappear for at least a month. They must catch the keys of the underground palace before the three people are in trouble!

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