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Chapter 352 Confronting Rong Qingmeng Head-on
Chapter 350 Seventh Confrontation with Rong Qingmeng
Why?

An Ran didn't understand why the operation of the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet would affect her?

Even so, An Ran didn't show it on his face, and remained calm as before.

His eyes lightly glanced at the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet suspended in mid-air not far from him.

All he saw was Dongfang Ji, dressed in a black robe, with Ye Muqing, who was still a little weak, in his arms.

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A unique and charming voice sounds
"Your Majesty, this Qingli Rebirth Bracelet is indeed a treasure. Dongfang really doesn't know what to do. For the sake of my king's condition, he has to resort to some extraordinary measures."

His Majesty the Emperor sighed softly. At this point, it's not like he can stop it just by saying stop.

Dongfang Ji seems to be asking, trying to get His Majesty's consent, but if Xiang Aotian refuses to agree to him, he will continue to do it.

He closed his eyes, his face was full of fatigue, he waved his hand, and his bright sleeves danced in the air following His Majesty's movements.

"Forget it, maybe I'm getting old and can't stand the torment."

This is the meaning of indirect consent.

Dongfang Ji nodded and agreed.

Immediately afterwards, I heard His Majesty's slightly aged voice,

"Mengchen, go out with me to get some air."

General Mengchen's face was a little stiff, and he looked at Dongfang Ji with a bit of unwillingness.

The most precious treasure of our country, he just handed it over like this. He is the great general of hussars protecting the country, how could he be willing.

It's just that since His Majesty spoke, he couldn't say much.

Put your hands together and say respectfully
"Yes, Your Majesty."

Under the watchful eyes of others, His Majesty the Emperor was about to leave.

It's just that when passing by the entrance of the black hole in the long corridor, I saw that Yang Anran had been silent since he came in.

paused, said

"Your name is Yang Anran. If staying here is boring, why not go out with me and wait."

An Ran's eyes flashed brightly.

I am about to respond.

But I heard Rong Qingmeng, dressed in white, moving her lotus steps, coming gracefully, her eyes full of charm, saying,
"Your Majesty, Miss An Ran is a member of the Xiangtian Empire. If the ice bluegrass is really saved, maybe Miss An Ran will help. After all, the life and death of His Majesty the Xiangtian Empire is a major matter that every citizen should do his best .”

An Ran lightly swept over Rong Qingmeng who was standing not far from her.

smile on lips

"Your Majesty, what Miss Rong said is what An Ran wanted to say, let An Ran stay here and do her part."

Something flashed quickly in His Majesty's eyes, but the speed was too fast to catch it.

No words, just nodded slightly.

He was escorted away by General Mengchen.

Now, in this large space, there are only a few people left.

Apart from An Ran herself, Dongfang Ji and Rong Qingmeng, Ye Muqing's master and servant, and three mummies whose blood had been sucked dry, there was no one else.

His Majesty the Emperor and Meng Chen walked slowly through the black hole in the corridor.

Because the corridor was too dark to see His Majesty's face clearly.

I only heard a gentle voice with a sense of vicissitudes

"Is there anything Mengchen wants to ask me? Ask."

Meng Chen's voice is respectful and powerful, saying
"I don't dare, but why does Your Majesty hand over the treasure of our country to others for use?"

If others know about it, how can I save the face of the Xuantian Empire?
After saying this, Meng Chen could only hear His Majesty's low-pitched laughter

"This is the Qingli Resurrection Bracelet that has been guarded by the Xiang family for generations. Although I don't understand it [-]% of the time, I can still know a little bit, that is, I have sacrificed blood. How could it be stopped in three or two strokes."

After hearing this, Meng Chen paused for a moment, then said in shock:

"Then, they..."

I could only hear the coldness in His Majesty's voice

"If you dare to spy on the treasure of the royal family, you should have such awareness."

He is still an emperor after all, no matter how gentle he is, he is decisive in front of major national affairs.

Immediately afterwards, the loneliness in the corridor resumed again.

Meng Chen is just a general, not good at strategizing, let alone guessing His Majesty's heart.

And Xiang Aotian's impression of An Ran is quite good, Gu just said that when he was leaving.

It's just that she doesn't want to leave.

Everyone has their own destiny, and the path she chooses is what she will walk on her knees.

Let's talk about Enron again.

After the emperor and General Mengchen left, An Ran and Rong Qingmeng kept confronting each other.

An Ran looked at those slightly coquettish eyes, and the smile on her lips never faded.

She knew that Rong Qingmeng's invitation to come here was definitely not because of the ice bluegrass.

An Ran looked carefully at that pair of amorous eyes, this woman's allure to the world has never been in vain.

The flowers and plants over the waist swayed slightly, and bursts of fragrance lingered between the nostrils.

After a long time, it was Rong Qingmeng who spoke first.

The bright red lips parted lightly, and penetrated into An Ran's eardrums
"I like him."

Without concealing anything, he told An Ran word by word.

Rong Qingmeng likes Jimo Qingcang.

Rong Qingmeng has never concealed her love, but she has never been in the eyes of that person, so that this well-known love has become a person's obsession.Guarding this empty city alone, struggling, crazy.

The smile on An Ran's lips was still faint, and the expression on her face was not affected by these words.

The voice is as clear as a breeze

"I know."

So, I accept your provocation and declaration of war.

Followed closely, only to hear the voice say again
"he's mine."

Gently, superficially, but every word hit Rong Qingmeng's heart.

There is no need to solemnly swear at all, and even disdain to describe with more words.

In Yang Anran's eyes, she was just telling a fact.

Listening to what An Ran said, Rong Qingmeng was stunned with the original expression on her face.

How could she, Yang Anran, be confident and dare to say such words? !
Jimo Qingcang, the king of Ziyun Empire.

She spent three years, racking her brains and exerting all her energy, just begging him to look at her more.

But Yang Anran's appearance, within a short breath, negated her efforts and easily disintegrated her self-righteous arrogance.

She said that Jimo Qingcang was hers.

No one can get their hands on it.

That's what it means.

How dare you say this so recklessly.

Who gave her the guts? !
Resisting the unwillingness in her heart, she parted the corners of her lips, and her words carried her own doubts and imperceptible impulsiveness

"What can you bring him? How can you match him? Appearance? Family background? Cultivation?"

This woman is obviously inferior to her in everything, why did her king choose such a woman?
An Ran looked at Rong Qingmeng who was already somewhat impulsive, the smile on her face remained unchanged.Just listening to Rong Qingmeng's words, there is an urge to laugh
just the way

"He doesn't need anything from me, and I also feel that everything can be worthy of him."

Even if you don't deserve it, you can work hard.

Of course, in front of her rival in love, she still knew that she couldn't say this.

(End of this chapter)