The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 122 Killing Them (1)
Lianyi leaned against Baoqing, panting, raised her hand and pointed to a plum tree not far away: "Under that tree... please bury us together."

Boqing nodded gently, and Lianyi whispered in her ear again: "Madam, Mr. Zuoxiang is a good man...he is a good man, worthy of your entrustment for life, don't miss it like me, don't leave regrets... "

As soon as the word "regret" falls, the ripples are exhausted.

After ordering people to bury Lianyi properly, she resolutely performed lightness kung fu and returned to Tianhuayuan alone.

Boqing returned to her room and saw Mu Zhaoming sitting in the rocking chair she used to sit in. Without thinking too much, she walked over involuntarily with her feet, sat next to his feet, pillowed on his lap, and looked at Mu Zhaoming with big eyes. Zhaoming asked puzzledly: "The word love can really teach people to agree with each other in death?" For the one he loves, Lianyi is happy even in death.

Mu Zhaoming's eyes were slightly startled, and he said lightly: "Yes, but it depends on the depth of love and the shallowness of love, so there is such a sentence as "the love is so deep that there is no complaint."."

On the fickle chest, there was a slight tremor, leaning on his chest, and said in a calm voice: "Thank you today!" The fire in the Huo family was set by someone, and it was that fire that attracted everyone. All attention, they were not found.

Mu Zhaoming stroked his fickle hair and said with a low smile, "How do you plan to thank me?"

Boqing didn't expect him to follow her own words, the expression on his face froze, he raised his head and stared blankly at Mu Zhaoming: "Thank you, what thank you?"

With his slender fingers pinching his tender chin, Mu Zhaoming pressed against her ear, making a playful sound.Boqing only felt the heat blowing past his ears, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "I helped you, don't you want to thank me?"

Uh!
Boqing wanted to move away, they were too close, but it seemed impossible that they were lying on the same rocking chair, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "How do you want me to thank you?" This man is too abnormal, I haven't seen that I want to thank you before, why suddenly I want to thank you again today.

Boqing suddenly said leisurely: "Bo Qingqing, the girl of the sky, has the supreme power, do you want it?" He, who is good at strategizing, should like power. Anyway, after the death of the Feng family, Fengqi Kingdom still has to If someone proclaims himself emperor, he is not bad.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Mu Zhaoming was slightly taken aback, but he still answered seriously: "Bo Qingqing, everyone says she is a girl of the heavens, she is unspeakably precious and enjoys the blessings of the heavens, but I think she... ...It's actually very pitiful, because she is not happy."

Boqing raised her eyebrows: "Why do you know that?" Only people have always envied her, but no one has ever thought that she is unhappy.

Mu Zhaoming smiled lightly: "She is high above, but lonely. In fact, she has always longed for happiness."

His fickle heart trembled slightly, he raised his head and looked at Mu Zhaoming: "So..."

After hugging her tenderly, with her chin resting on her forehead, she said softly: "So... I don't want the country, I don't want the fame, I just want to seek happiness for the one I love."

Seek a happiness!
Somewhere in his chest was touched again, and he couldn't help asking: "What is your happiness?" She can give it to him.

Mu Zhaoming was startled again, lowered his gaze, and looked at the girl in his arms: "My happiness is... the happiness of the person I love."

Boqing suddenly stood up from Mu Zhaoming's arms, pulled off the clothes on her body and said, "Okay! In order to make you happy, I will tell you a secret, about the secret that makes people dumb."

Mu Zhaoming twitched his brows, sat up straight, stared straight at Bo Qing, reached out to grab her wrist, his face became obviously cold, and said in a cold voice: "What did you say? Say it again. .”

Boqing obviously felt a pain in her wrist, but she didn't show it on her face, and said helplessly: "Actually, Hibiscus Orchid is just a kind of tea, but it is relatively rare, and it can't make people dumb. What really makes people dumb is... "

"All right."

Mu Zhaoming shouted suddenly, his fickle eyes turned cold, this man is really capricious.

Feeling the change of fickleness, Mu Zhaoming's voice softened: "Don't mention this matter again, just pretend it never happened, listen to me, I will handle it well."

Seeing that Boqing didn't respond, the big hand suddenly knocked on Boqing's head tightly, forcing Boqing to approach him.

Boqing seemed to realize in an instant what Mu Zhaoming wanted most. Watching his handsome face slowly approaching, his peerless facial features were zooming in and out... before he got closer, his ruddy lips moved , heavily imprinted on Mu Zhaoming's cool thin lips.

Before Mu Zhaoming could recall it, Boqing immediately left, and said disapprovingly, "I give you my first kiss as a thank you!"

Hearing this, Mu Zhaoming's complexion changed suddenly, he held her wrist tightly, and said coldly, "Why?"

Is this kiss intentional or not?
Baoqing covered her face with the other hand, yawned and said: "Every time the eldest lady gets into trouble, I clean up for her, don't you give me a kiss as a thank you?"

Mu Zhaoming's eyes darkened: "I didn't repay you." It was sincere!

Sometimes this girl was so smart that he was amazed, and sometimes she was so slow that it drove him crazy.

Boqing narrowed her eyes, and said lazily: "That's right, I've helped you so many times, but you haven't thanked me. Why do you help me once, and I have to thank you? It's a waste of my first kiss, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Mu Zhaoming's face darkened suddenly, who else would she want to use for it, and suddenly smiled again: "That's not a thank you, I accept your first kiss."

Boqing said coldly: "It's up to you, I can't take it back anyway."

Randomly move the wrist that was held too tightly, signaling him to let go, she is not a person without feelings, and it will hurt if she holds it too tightly.

Noticing her movements, Mu Zhaoming saw a red mark on Hao's wrist, and couldn't help but let go of his hand: "I'll have someone deliver the medicine later, and I'll be fine tomorrow."

Boqing was noncommittal, turned around and walked towards the bathroom at the back.

Looking at the flinty back, Mu Zhaoming couldn't help being lost in thought for a while. After hearing the sound of water coming from inside, his eyes became darker, and he got up and walked out of the room.

Soaking in the bathtub, looking at the purple circle on his wrist, recalling what Mu Zhaoming said just now, he couldn't help but smile indifferently. It turned out that he knew the truth a long time ago, and it seemed that he was really nosy.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, Manzhu was holding the pajamas she was going to wear tonight, but there was a small jade box in her hand.

After Baoqing saw it, her eyes dimmed instantly. No one except Mu Zhaoming knew the bruise on her wrist. She slapped her sweetly, and a disdainful smile appeared on her lips.

Manzhu put on the pajamas for Bo Qing, and when she saw the bruise on her wrist, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled in her eyes. After tying up the knots of her clothes, when she just took the medicine box, she heard Bo Qing say coldly: "Throw it away." !"

(End of this chapter)