bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 815 It Looks Like Someone Called Her

Looking at each other, Feng Qingqing said helplessly: "Xinzhu, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Feng Xinzhu stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, and walked in quietly: "Didn't you just hear some movement from my sister, thought you were having a nightmare, and wanted to come and see you."

She approached Feng Qingqing, held her arm, and said intimately: "Do you feel uneasy because you feel that you are going to get married?"

"Instead of caring about this, why not think about when you can bring a boyfriend back?" Feng Qingqing felt her warm body temperature approaching, and she relaxed unconsciously, and her confused heart had a little steady support, just like I found Harbor, "I'm married, and it's your turn to get married next, and then Chuchu, I'll watch you get urged, and no one will help."

When Feng Xinzhu heard this topic, his face flushed slightly, and he looked away unnaturally: "Let's talk about it, there is no need to be anxious about this kind of thing."

Her performance caught Feng Qingqing's attention, and she understood.

"It turns out that there is someone I like, no wonder you come to tease me, thinking that when I get married, you can marry right after me?" The confusion just now was swept away, Feng Qing smiled and nodded her forehead , Feng Hsinchu blushed at what she said.

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, I haven't written a word with him yet..."

Feng Qingqing suddenly realized: "So I really like it, tell me, who is it, do I know it?"

She was also curious, her younger sister had always been a bit arrogant, and she was also worried before, but she didn't expect that it would not be long before there was someone she fell in love with.

Feng Hsinchu faltered for a long time, his face was as red as the sunset, almost dripping blood: "...Anyway, you will know later! Sister, don't ask any more questions."

Feng Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, a normally carefree girl was also so shy when talking about love.

"Okay, then I won't ask, go back and rest earlier."

Feng Hsinchu groaned a few times, then turned around and walked out in three steps: "Sister also rests earlier... When I succeed in confessing, I will tell you who he is!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and ran away, not giving Feng Qingqing a chance to speak.

"This girl..." Feng Qingqing shook her head helplessly, the room was quiet, and the clock ticking reminded the flow of time, she let out a long breath, relaxed and lay back on the bed, and looked at the palm prints on her palms.

Slowly, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The book on the side was blown away by the wind, and the page she just wrote was displayed. The handwriting gradually faded and disappeared without a trace, as if no one had ever written anything on it.
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Hong Jiuqing let go of the magic weapon in her hand, and fell on the seat weakly, her breathing was so weak that she could hardly hear panting.

"This method is too strenuous..."

Knowing that the seventh floor is a state of mind test, Hong Jiuqing gave up entering. He knew that the demons in his heart were still ready to move. If he entered this illusion, it would not be so easy to get out, and he might be trapped inside.

Feng Qingqing entered for a long time, but Hong Jiuqing failed to notice her movement, presumably because she was trapped by her mood.

"How many fantasy beads are there?"

He moved slightly, and asked the person kneeling not far away. Hearing Hong Jiuqing's question, the person trembled slightly, and replied respectfully: "There are still two left. Do you need to take them now?"

If Feng Qingqing was present, she would definitely be surprised.

Because the person kneeling on the ground was not someone else, but the merman she had seen first—Zhu Nu.

"Take it here, and use it again when the deity is about to rest," Hong Jiuqing lazily leaned on the seat, the illusion of the mind is more difficult than any other illusion, the most terrifying thing is to enter this illusion, from memory From habit to habit, it will plan the most reasonable existence based on the memory in your mind, making you feel that everything is real, but at the same time it will adjust things to a better side, making people addicted to it.

In his opinion, Feng Qingqing's state of mind is already very good, but she is still trapped in the illusion of state of mind...

Zhu Nu didn't dare to say much, she went to take the Magic Dream Orb and put it in Hong Jiuqing's hand, and retreated silently.

He looked at these two dreamlike beads and frowned slightly.

There are only two left. Whether these two can attract Feng Qingqing's attention is still a question... If the memory will be adjusted, it is very likely that his reminder will also be washed away, leaving no trace.

He deliberately showed Feng Qingqing's most painful memories. Human beings always pursue sadness without knowing it. Sadness and pain are often more unforgettable. It is precisely because of this that these memories can arouse Feng Qingqing's emotions more than his own. A reminder would be much more useful.

Forget it, if Xiao Qing'er can't get out, he will tear down the tower.

A piercing light flashed in his eyes, Zhu Nu lowered her head, not daring to look any further, her body trembling slightly.
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Feng Qingqing fiddled with the flowers in her hands, she felt a slight tingle, and when she took a look in front of her eyes, tiny drops of blood oozed out.

Just now... it seemed that someone was calling her.

Xuanyuan Mujing frowned slightly: "Gaefeng."

Lie Feng understood and handed the band-aid, Xuanyuan Mujing gently held her hand, and wrapped up the wound carefully and focused on her, as if it was a serious matter, Feng Qingqing's ears were a little red, and she felt that the people around her were throwing her a wound. The kind smile was even more embarrassing, but it was hard to pull it away from him.

"You have something on your mind recently." Xuanyuan Mujing wrapped up the wound, looked up into her eyes, "about Jiang Yuyan?"

Feng Qingqing was silent, she was really absent-minded recently, but she didn't know where this uneasiness came from, the first cause was getting up yesterday, looking at the blank notebook on the table and being silent.

She always felt that there should be something written in that notebook, but she couldn't remember it.

"Well, I'm a little worried," Feng Qing changed the subject, "How about Xuanyuan Ye, do you think he can be trusted?"

Although Xuanyuan Ye talked about cooperation, Feng Qingqing did not dare to trust him more. He hated Xuanyuan Hao, but he might not have much affection for Xuanyuan Mujing. He was afraid that if he thought about the matter later, You can also try to bring down Xuanyuan Hao and Xuanyuan Mujing.

Xuanyuan Mujing held her hand with warm palms: "He has a gentle temper since he was a child. If he hadn't found himself cornered, he wouldn't have stood up and resisted. He doesn't have much desire for the position of Patriarch, so don't worry."

Feng Qingqing believed in his judgment and nodded to express her understanding.

The car stopped slowly, Xuanyuan Mujing pulled her: "Don't think about those things, we're here, it's time to get off the car."

(End of this chapter)