Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 541 Won't You Keep Me
Resisting the pain of toxins spreading in her body, Ouyang Muyue still seemed to be okay.

Taking everything about Ouyang Muyue into his eyes, Fan Qingtian, who was sitting in a high position, couldn't help admiring Ouyang Muyue's endurance.

Fan Qingtian did not poison Ouyang Muyue when he first attacked Ouyang Muyue. The poison in Ouyang Muyue was different from the other poisoned people who died.

This kind of poison will only make Ouyang Muyue hurt, but it won't make Ouyang Muyue die.

Originally, he wanted to take Zuo Zhujin into his own hands, and Fan Qingtian would not be so stupid as to kill Ouyang Muyue and make Zuo Zhujin hostile to her again.

"Qing'er, help me to the bar." With a slight arc on his face, Li Mie's slender, white fingers tapped the table in front of the wine glass very regularly and said.

Hearing Li Mie's words, Fan Qingtian retracted his thoughts, his eyes fell on Li Mie's body, and he asked with a touch of seriousness on his calm face, "Li Mie, what do you want?"

"Huh? Pour the wine." As if he couldn't understand what Fan Qingtian was saying, Li Mie repeated it again and asked Fan Qingtian to pour the wine.

Picking up the jug beside him, Fan Qingtian poured a glass of wine for Li Mie, and asked, "What do you want, maybe, you are in love with me, what do you mean to pester me endlessly? "

Asking these words, Fan Qingtian was purely testing whether Li Mie was the God of Death, and if Li Mie was the God of Death, then Li Mie must be very clear about what she meant when she asked this question.

Of course Li Mie knew the meaning of Fan Qingtian's words, but Fan Qingtian didn't understand and asked, Li Mie also pretended not to know what it meant.

Holding the wine that Fan Qingtian poured for him, he shook it slightly, watched the hops splash lightly, and then swallowed it into his belly, Li Mie said with a shallow smile, "I think we should cherish the time we get together , maybe soon, I will leave you."

Hearing Li Mie's words, Fan Qingtian couldn't help being slightly taken aback, a faint sense of loss filled his heart, making Fan Qingtian wonder what it was like.

But this feeling was erased from Fan Qingtian's heart in an instant, why should she feel lost, isn't she eager to leave?If Li Mie wants to leave, then go, it's none of her business.

Reverting to his original calm expression, Fan Qingtian nodded slightly, expressing his understanding, "Well, that's right, we only have one date deal, Li Mie should hurry up and make this date, and pass the news of Shuli Jian Tell this king."

Junmei raised his eyebrows lightly, Li Mie looked sideways at Fan Qingtian, and asked with a smile, "If I leave, won't you keep me?"

With a chuckle, Fan Qingtian said unfeelingly, "We are originally a cooperative relationship. You eat mine and use mine. I spend a lot of money. You are not my subject, and you don't want to be sworn brothers with me. Why should I want to?" keep you?"

After a pause, Fan Qingtian continued without waiting for Li Mie, "I just hope to see you someday, and you don't want to be my enemy."

Now that she has no intentions, these feelings have no meaning in Fan Qingtian's heart, and Li Mie is not something she can use, so she will let it go.

After hearing Fan Qingtian's unfeeling words, Li Mie looked thoughtful, "After hearing what you said, why do I feel a little uncomfortable?"

The expression on his face remained unchanged, but from Li Mie's eyes, there was a sad look that should not belong to Li Mie at all.

And Fan Qingtian didn't feel the subtle changes in Li Mie's eyes, as if he thought Li Mie was joking, "Oh, seeing Li Mie's appearance, you haven't experienced any pain, so take this opportunity to experience it."

After finishing speaking, Fan Qingtian didn't want to pay attention to Li Mie, picked up his chopsticks, and tasted the dishes on the table.

When the dish entered, Fan Qingtian's eyes froze suddenly. The taste of this dish was exactly the same as that made by Duanqing!
These days, Fan Qingtian hardly ate. He didn't know that the chefs in the imperial dining room had made great progress in their culinary skills. After eating the meals made in the imperial dining room, the maids and eunuchs waited eagerly for dinner every day.

With an almost unbelievable look in his eyes, Fan Qingtian picked up the dish again and took a bite.

Satin's culinary skills have whetted Fan Qingtian's appetite, and Fan Qingtian can tell whether the food tastes good or bad in one bite.

It is undeniable that the food in front of me tastes really good.

Especially those made with monster meat, you must know that the smell of monster meat is relatively fishy, ​​and the smell is difficult to get rid of.

With the fishy smell, the taste of the dish will affect the taste, but the taste of the dish that Fan Qingtian ate is obviously very different from the dishes made by the cooks in the past.

After swallowing the food in his throat, Fan Qingtian's eyes dimmed slightly. The taste of this dish is indeed the same as Duan Qing's, but it is a little less flavorful.

Fan Qingtian didn't know what taste was missing, but the dishes with that taste were more memorable.

This is not a meal made by Satin Qing, but Fan Qingtian knows very well that it must be Satin Qing who taught him this cooking skill.

Satin Qing did all this for her, but she only knew it now.

"Danqing." He secretly read a word of Duanqing's name in his heart, and Fan Qingtian's heart was complicated.

Fan Qingtian found that satin light was gone, but she was a scoundrel who missed him. He always stood in front of her with the urge to risk his life, and showed his sincerity to her, which gave her a little seasoning in her calm relationship. material.

Recalling Sain Qing, Fan Qing knew that she was so cruel to Sain Qing, trampled on his sincerity and denied his loyalty.

Satin Qing's death finally let Fan Qingtian know that this world is not as cold-blooded and heartless as she thought, and there are still people who treat her sincerely.

The hands holding the chopsticks were tightly squeezed, and a kind of uncomfortable and heartbreaking thoughts lingered in Fan Qingtian's heart.

Just when Fan Qingtian lost his mind, Yu Shangxi's words interrupted Fan Qingtian's mournful meditation, "King Fan, Yumou toasts you."

He came back to his senses in the blink of an eye, Fan Qingtian glanced at Yushangxi, his face resumed his original expression, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he raised the wine glass at hand, and greeted Yushangxi, Said softly, "Please."

After the words fell, Fan Qingtian swallowed the wine in one breath.

With a smile on his face, Yu Shangxi also drank the wine in one breath.

Looking at the women who were performing sword dance, Yu Shangxi said with a slight smile, "King Vatican, you are full of wine and food, just watching these performances is not enough, why don't we let Tu Kingdom and Mu Kingdom compete, which is even more important. It can promote the friendly relations between our two countries.”

Hearing Yu Shangxi's words, Fan Qingtian's eyes sank slightly.

The so-called visits by envoys from other countries in the past were almost always to suppress each other and compete for the victory of the country.

And from competing with each other, this is also to tell each other how powerful their country is, so that the loser and other countries are in awe, or dare not attack it.

(End of this chapter)