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Chapter 159 Punching the Cotton
So when will they, like Ning Fengxu, discover that a certain idea they were obsessed with in the past is just a hoax?
At that time, what should she do?
There has never been such a moment when Qi Mingyue hates so much that she wants everyone to die.

Why did what she worked so hard to get dissipate so easily?

And Qi Wan obviously didn't do anything, and the person who Mingjiu occupied the magpie's nest was Qi Wan, but they will miss him so much!
She is really not reconciled.

Qi Mingyue almost couldn't restrain the madness of wanting to destroy everything, but looking at Qingkua's smiling eyes, she endured it again.

This woman is not at ease.

She knew everything, but she was deliberately watching her make a fool of herself.

Qi Mingyue said weakly: "I am not as smart and sensible as my sister, and I am popular, but because of my health, I have caused a lot of trouble for my family, and made the imperial concubine laugh at me."

Then he looked at Qi Guogong worriedly: "It's cool in the night, I was worried about Daddy and the prince, so I wanted to go to the kitchen and cook some soup to drive them away from the cold. Daddy has worked hard for the past two days, so I have caused trouble for Daddy. "

She looked sickly and delicate. Although she was holding an umbrella in her hand at this time, the hem of her skirt was half wet, and she looked more and more like a little white flower who had been bullied.

Sure enough, Qi Guogong, who was originally in a complicated mood, felt distressed instantly: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did Daddy think you were causing trouble? You are not in good health, so just rest well. Daddy already knows what you mean, and the prince will understand. "

Qi Mingyue lowered her eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye: "I just want to do something, to help daddy and the prince."

"You take a good rest and take care of your body, Daddy will be satisfied." Qi Guogong hurriedly coaxed.

Qing Kuo looked at the father and daughter singing together, and raised the corners of her lips.

"It's really touching. I won't disturb the warmth of your father and daughter. Your Majesty has caught the cold, so I have to go back to take care of you." Qing Kuo smiled and didn't care about Qi Mingyue's provocation at all.

Sure enough, before Qing Chuan turned around, the corners of Qi Mingyue's lips drooped.

Tsk, still want to stimulate her?
Think too much?

On the one hand, she felt that it was impossible for her to be Qi Wan, and on the other hand, she couldn't help but compare her to Qi Wan. Qi Mingyue's small thoughts were really one set after another.

Qing Kuo likes to see her disappointed.

So I was in a good mood and led the horse away.

Qi Mingyue's palm was pinched and hurt.

How could she fail to see that Aoba was provoking and teasing her on purpose?
Most of the time, she couldn't help thinking, what is the relationship between Qingkua and Qi Wan, which made Qingkuang use Qi Wan to stimulate her again and again.

However, any of her counterattacks were like punching cotton.

Qingkuo didn't accept the offer at all.

So she definitely can't be Qi Wan, if it is Qi Wan, treated like that by these people from the past, can she really make a joke without feeling it?
Qi Mingyue was extremely confused.

She felt as if she had been led into a ditch by the green tree.

But he couldn't pinch the slightest weakness of the green tree.

"Mingyue? What's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? I told you that you are not in good health, and now it's raining again, so don't come out to blow the wind, go back and rest early." Seeing Qi Mingyue's ugly face, Qi Guogong couldn't help frowning to persuade him road.

"I see, then daddy should go to bed early too." Qi Mingyue replied obediently.

"En." Qi Guogong responded, and then glanced at Qi Mingyue before turning around and leaving.

Holding an umbrella in his hand, Qi Mingyue looked at the direction Qing Chuan left.

No, Your Majesty has a cold?
(End of this chapter)