Destiny Concubine

Chapter 6 The Monster's Trust

Meng Qinghuan frowned tightly. She lived comfortably for 23 years, protected and pampered by her parents.She can't let the hard work of her parents' life be ruined.

If I really have the ability to save Ye Junli and get back everything that belongs to me, why not do it?

"I'll stay, but you have to tell me how to save him, right?" Meng Qinghuan has no clue now, and doesn't know the meaning of the words she left behind.

"I've already told you, with your intelligence, you will definitely be able to realize it. You must remember, you must protect the psychic jade." The voice in the ear became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared without a trace.

An invisible force suddenly pulled her over again, and there was a needle-like pain in her arm. Meng Qinghuan groaned in a low voice, and slowly opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is a gentle young man with a handsome appearance and elegant demeanor. He is wearing a plain white robe with green bamboo embroidered on the dark pattern, just like the temperament exuding from his body, elegant and eye-catching.

And there was a faint smell of herbs on his body, so he should be a doctor by visual inspection.

Meng Qinghuan was fascinated by watching, this person's temperament was completely different from that monster Ye Junli, and it was also pleasing to watch.

She couldn't help sighing secretly, why are these ancient people's genes so good?

She was looking like a nymphomaniac, when suddenly she felt a gust of wind blowing from one side, Meng Qinghuan shuddered and looked sideways, and the monstrous prince was there.

It's just that this monstrous prince's complexion doesn't look very good!

"Changlan, I don't think she's awake yet, why don't you give her a few more needles?" Ye Junli said to the young man in white with a half-smile, but Meng Qinghuan fell on Meng Qinghuan from the corner of her eye.

The corners of Meng Qinghuan's lips twitched violently, and he stared at Ye Junli, cursing in his heart that this evildoer was clearly doing it on purpose.

Chang Lan just smiled and said nothing, he gently pulled out the silver needle on Meng Qinghuan's arm, and asked her in a deep and mellow voice: "Girl, what else is uncomfortable?"

There was still a gentle smile on his lips, and he looked at her with gentle eyes.

Meng Qinghuan looked away embarrassingly, she raised her hand and touched her head and said, "Headache."

Chang Lan's long and slender fingers lightly caressed where she was pointing, and when she pressed lightly with moderate force, Meng Qinghuan let out a low cry of pain.

Changlan's brows were clustered together, and she asked with a serious expression: "Miss, do you still remember how you got hurt?"

Meng Qinghuan rolled her eyes, she only knew that she had time traveled, this body should not be hers, as for what this original body was called, how it died and what happened, she really had no memory at all.

Meng Qinghuan shook her head, with an aggrieved and pitiful look on her face: "I don't remember anything."

"I don't even remember who I am?" Chang Lan asked suspiciously.

Meng Qinghuan suddenly remembered what he said to Ye Junli in the mausoleum, and after careful consideration in his mind, he said: "I really can't remember who I am, but I remember that there seems to be a god guiding me to come down to do good deeds. I wake up When I was there, I found myself lying in a coffin with a dead person beside me."

She deliberately cast Ye Junli a glance when she was talking about the dead, but it was strange to see that evildoer's face remained calm and calm, and he didn't even get angry!
The corners of Changlan's lips twitched slightly, and then she smiled and said, "The girl's head was severely injured, and she may have suffered some stimulation before she was alive, which caused her to lose her memory. But you don't need to worry, as long as the blood congestion in the head is eliminated, you should be able to remember the past things."

Meng Qinghuan nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, my lord."

It is a bad thing for her to not have the memory of her original body. Since she has promised that mysterious woman to help Ye Junli come back to life, she may need to stay here for a while in the future.

But the ancient times were no different than modern times. To survive, she had to figure out the situation and weigh the pros and cons. She had to be careful with every step she took, otherwise she might lose her life if she missed a step.

After Changlan prescribed the medicine, she left the room under the pretext of decoction.

As soon as Changlan left, the air pressure in the room immediately dropped, and the oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for Meng Qinghuan to breathe. She frowned and scolded the monstrous lord with uncertain weather, and said in a cold voice: "You are very clever."

Meng Qinghuan was startled, she naturally knew why Ye Junli said she was smart.Just now she didn't say that Ye Junli was the living dead, nor did she tell Chang Lan that she could save Ye Junli.

That's why this evildoer said that she was smart and knew how to judge the situation.

Meng Qinghuan sat up, her black hair scattered on her shoulders, and she looked at the monstrous man with a small smile on her brows and eyes: "But it is always difficult to hide this matter, if you let others know that you have no pulse or heartbeat, you must I will burn you as a monster."

Ye Junli's face darkened a little, he sat on the edge of the bed with a cold snort and said in a cold tone: "Changlan is one of our own."

Meng Qinghuan curled her lips, it turned out that Changlan knew that Ye Junli was a living dead, and the one who knew this secret must be someone Ye Junli could trust.

"Then does he know how to save you?" Meng Qinghuan asked tentatively.

Ye Junli shook his head and sighed: "He has never seen a situation like mine, so he is helpless." He paused, then looked at Meng Qinghuan: "You said in the mausoleum that you could save me, do you have a way?"

Meng Qinghuan felt curious. She looked at him. According to Ye Junli's personality, it is impossible to trust others easily: "Why do you believe what I say?"

"Because of this." Ye Junli took out the suet jade pendant from under the pillow beside her, and looked at her with clear and deep eyes.

Meng Qinghuan took the half of the jade pendant from his hand and stroked it lightly, then heard Ye Junli ask: "Who gave you this jade pendant?"

"God." Meng Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, watching Ye Junli's lips twitch, she let out a chuckle, and she was in a good mood: "I'm serious, this jade pendant was given to me by the god, she asked me to save it A man named Ye Junli."

Meng Qinghuan thought that most of these ancient people believed in ghosts and gods, and his inexplicable time travel was really hard to explain, so he could only use the guise of gods to block it.

Ye Junli squinted at Meng Qinghuan's arrogant appearance, he snorted softly, turned his head away and said coldly: "I believe what you said, because Miss Meng Jiajiu doesn't have such jade on her body at all. The only possibility is This half piece of jade pendant fell together with the sky thunder."

As early as when Meng Qinghuan was in a coma, Ye Junli had already sent someone to investigate. After the Ninth Miss of the Meng family died and was buried, she did not have this half of the psychic jade on her body.

"An expert once told me that the person who owns half of this jade pendant is the one who can save me. Moreover, I see that you know this jade pendant clearly, so I believe what you say." Ye Junli's eyes widened. There is no doubt that Ye Zhaoguo has always advocated the theory of ghosts and gods, and he especially believes in the destiny. Such an incredible thing can only be explained by the destiny.

Meng Qinghuan was slightly taken aback, he looked up at Ye Junli's deep and sharp eyes, at that moment she felt an indescribable emotion in her heart.

She thought that it was impossible for a man like Ye Junli to trust someone sincerely. In this era of killing and conspiracy, if he could still have a trust, it meant that there was still light in Ye Junli's life.

Meng Qinghuan took a deep breath: "Thank you for your trust. Since I was entrusted by the gods, I will do my best to save you. It's just that you are a living dead right now, so it must not be spread, and this psychic jade also wants to Protect."

Ye Junli nodded, he touched the half of the black jade pendant around his waist, recalled the strange scene he saw in the mausoleum of the underground palace, he suddenly raised his head and took a serious look at Meng Qinghuan and asked: "When you were in the underground palace, what exactly did you see?" ?”

At that time, he saw Meng Qinghuan's eyes turned into strange colors, staring at Shimen all the time, he clearly saw something.

Meng Qinghuan suddenly acted cleverly, some memories flashed through her mind quickly, her breathing was a little disordered, she suddenly grabbed Ye Junli's arm and said in a low voice: "Long Tengjun, I saw Long Tengjun."

　"The Dragon Army is... an army of ghosts..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)