209: C209 Time Bomb

C209 Time Bomb

Luo Jianjian squinted dangerously, the Inscription Sword got closer. Yue Qiqi didn't even need to use much strength to feel a sharp pain from her neck, followed by something warm flowing out from between her neck. It was pain!

"Luo Jianjian, you really dare?!"

"Why would I not dare?" Luo Jianjian rebutted her with a question. Her hand was not idle either. She directly used a more direct action to prove what she was thinking!

"It hurts!" Luo Jianjian! "If you dare touch me and my father finds out, the Prime Minister won't be able to protect you, and the others won't be able to protect you as well. Even if Eighth Prince is here, he wouldn't be able to take care of you!" Everyone had seen the love General Yue had for Yue Qiqi. If General Yue knew that Yue Qiqi had been slit her throat, wouldn't he exterminate that family?

Luo Jianjian remained unmoved. From the moment she had heard these threats countless times, she had already become numb to them, alright?

Not only did she not react, she even pushed the Inscription Sword deeper and more blood flowed out. Luo Jianjian's heart trembled. It was as if she was becoming colder and colder by the moment. She could actually remain unmoved after seeing so much blood flowing out? No reaction?

He even felt a little refreshed!

No, Luo Jianjian shook her head. She must have felt wrongly. If she hadn't been so forceful, she wouldn't have treated Yue Qiqi like this.

She had a good impression of Yue Qiqi. After all, Yue Qiqi was the only one who could compete with her in public. However, what happened just now and everything that had happened today had completely broken her previous view of Yue Qiqi.

"Ah!" I'm going! "Luo Jianjian, stop it, I'm leaving now!" Yue Qiqi screamed loudly, which alarmed Feng Qing, who was doing something.

Feng Qing thought that something was wrong, especially after hearing Yue Qiqi's voice, he quickly rushed over.

It was a special moment now. His mistress' weak body was just waiting to be recovered, and the wangfei was still unconscious. At this point, no one could withstand a bit of torture.

"Princess?" He seemed to have heard Yue Qiqi call out the name of the wangfei!

In order to break the suspicion in his heart, Feng Qing pushed the door open as fast as lightning. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a scene like this …

Yue Qiqi, who wore a fairy dress with great difficulty, had blood dripping from her neck. Her pink dress was dyed blood-red, and she was wearing a white wrapper. She didn't even have the time to wear a pair of shoes.

In her hands, she held the Inscription Sword everyone yearned for, and pressed it against Yue Qiqi's neck.

Feng Qing was pleasantly surprised, "Princess?"

That's right, except for the princess! Who else could be so beautiful that they would make people unable to look away?

Luo Jianjian didn't have time to look up. Feng Qing was so excited that he didn't even care about his master's reaction. He was wild with joy … He quickly shut the door.

"Hmm …"

The less people knew, the better. If he shut the door, no one would know what was going on inside.

Everyone said that Feng Qing's character was like Eighth Prince, cold-blooded and ruthless. Who would have thought that Feng Qing had such an active mind?

I was still hoping to cover it up for Luo Jianjian, but my heart has already drifted to the Pacific Ocean, right?

Furthermore, she had just woken up and seemed to be moving at a very fast pace, but in reality, she had used up all of her strength. She had slept for more than a month and had barely eaten a single meal; she only ate medicine and soup to maintain her life. She did not know how to chew at all.

Suddenly, a big bony hand reached out from above her head, grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away. Or more accurately, it was the Inscription Sword that was far away from Yue Qiqi.

Luo Jianjian followed the owner of the hand and turned around, her face full of confusion. What did she mean? Murong Yun was helping Yue Qiqi?

Although she didn't really plan to do anything to Yue Qiqi, she chose to give up on Murong Yun's help!

"You're protecting her?" Anger burned in Luo Jianjian's chest, and her face flushed.

As long as Murong Yun wasn't right, Luo Jianjian would definitely turn around and leave.

She already had a new girlfriend, so why would she be so thick-skinned as to stay here?

Murong Yun looked straight into her eyes and hugged her without saying a word!1

It was warm and soft, not a dream, not an illusion.

First, he touched her hair, and then he touched her face. Luo Jianjian felt like she was a doll. He could "ravage" her as much as he wanted to. Could it be that her feelings were not important?

"Good, you're awake." he whispered.

His tone was tired and slightly trembling. Luo Jianjian wanted to push his hand away to stop him!

That's right, what did Murong Yun do to her these days? Didn't she see it clearly?

What was she still suspecting? Suspicion that Murong Yun would be in love with another woman?

"…" Murong Yun...

"Murong Yun …" Luo Jianjian whispered as she hugged Murong Yun's waist. It was great that she could finally hug him and coax him. She told him that she was fine and that she was fine.

"I'm sorry." Murong Yun was a proud and aloof person, but under such circumstances, he didn't care if there were others around and continued to apologize!

Luo Jianjian's body stiffened as well. Murong Yun must have been scared to death. He thought that she would never wake up again and blamed himself.

He is Murong Yun, and he has something to fear or someone to fear?

Murong Yun, extremely emotional!

Yue Qiqi stared at the scene in jealousy. She was so jealous that she was on the verge of going mad!

Sensing that the blood in her body was draining rapidly, Yue Qiqi didn't dare to tarry any longer. She looked deeply at Luo Jianjian and Murong Yun, covered the wound on her neck and ran out like a wisp of smoke.

Feng Qing didn't stop them when they were running out. He really wanted Yue Qiqi to leave quickly.

Now that the princess had awoken, it was truly wonderful!

Luo Jianjian's small head slipped out from Murong Yun's arms. She was just about to say something, but who knew that Murong Yun's overwhelming WENG suddenly came down!

She was on the verge of suffocating, Murong Yun's wolfy nature slowly faded away.

It's true, she's back.

Luo Jianjian rubbed her sore little mouth in dissatisfaction, "Murong Yun, can you be a little more gentle?!" I almost killed her!

After so long, a hint of a smile finally appeared on Murong Yun's face. "Fine, whatever you say, as long as you stop being like this, alright?"

"Jianjian …"

Luo Jianjian coughed lightly. She was not used to this at all.

Although she often saw and heard what Murong Yun did when she was unconscious, what she saw and what she heard, plus what she heard.

But she sounded so ashamed of herself.

How could someone like Murong Yun say something like that? Truly amazing!

"Murong Yun, I'm fine. I know you were worried about me, so I woke up." The most important thing was Yue Qiqi. She was too f * cking worrying, so she shouldn't be a time bomb right?

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