The surrogate princess of crossing

Chapter 145 Farce Wedding ([-])

Still in shock, being protected by Zhao Qian in his arms to dodge the sword of the comer, Zhuang Qing saw that the person in the room with a cold face who wanted to raise his sword to kill them was An Ye.

Outside the window, a petite figure flew in again, holding a sword in front of An Ye.

"Brother An, you can't do this. If you kill Zhao Qian, do you think Sister Qing will be happy?" The fresh and lovely little girl who is like a leader, but holds a frightening sword. Who.

"He, what did he say before that he loves Qing'er so deeply, why, Qing'er's body is not cold, but he is here with a new love in his arms, you say, should such a bastard be killed? Should he be killed?" An Ye said with a cold face , a sword with a cold light pointed directly at Zhao Qian and Zhuang Qing.

Han Yan shook her head.

"Brother An, you are wrong. Don't you understand Sister Qing's heart? She didn't want her death to cause you too much pain, so she left Wangqing Pill for Feng Wuhen to take , will let you try to get along with me! Zhao Qian has been sad for a year, this kind of injury is enough, does it mean that he has to live his whole life with the grief of missing Sister Qing, so that he can be regarded as worthy of her and regarded as Do you love her? Brother, you are too stubborn, Sister Qing is so kind and loves Zhao Qian so much, do you think she will want Zhao Qian to live his life in grief and die in depression at the end?"

When Han Yan turned the words, Zhuang Qing had the urge to applaud her. What was in her heart was actually spoken by Han Yan, who had never had a close relationship with her before. With a faint smile, she poked her head out of Zhao Qian's arms.

"After talking for a long time, it turns out that you are here for Princess Anqing's injustice?"

Staying in the dark night, the woman protruding from Zhao Qian's arms had the same eyes as Qing'er. I don't know if it was because of Zhao Qian's protection or because she was brave. Facing his sword, her eyes turned out to be calm. The surprise, and the faint smile on the corner of her mouth gave him the wrong feeling that he saw Qing'er.

"You, you are not qualified to say this!" Facing those eyes similar to those of Shangguan Qing, An Ye couldn't get angry with her, and suddenly understood why Zhao Qian's empathy was so fast up.

Zhuang Qing and Zhao Qian looked at each other and smiled, Zhao Qian let Zhuang Qing go.

"Anye, you are still so impulsive!" Zhao Qian sighed, this kid, he will know that the person he almost hurt just now is Qing'er, see if he doesn't regret it.

"Shut up! You don't have the right to talk about me! Zhao Qian, I misunderstood you. How long has Qing'er been gone? You, you are about to get married. Say, how can you be worthy of Qing'er?" After finishing speaking, the words just put down The sword touched Zhao Qian's neck again.

Zhuang Qing smiled lightly, and stretched out her hand to remove An Ye's hand from Zhao Qian's neck.

"An Ye, you have a bad habit of always putting swords around people's necks. This sword has no eyes." It seems that the first time I met him, he just put the sword on her neck superior.

"Shut up! I'm not familiar with you, don't be so intimate." An Ye made a slight effort, this woman's tone always made him mistake her for Qing'er.

Zhuang Qing raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Heh, Han Yan next to you made it very clear just now. The dead are gone, so why should the living live in pain with something they don't need? Let go of what should be let go." It's time."

An Ye sneered.

"If it was really easy to let go so soon, it wouldn't be unforgettable."

Zhuang Qing looked at him, his stubbornness remained the same.

"Unforgettable, you can't say it with your mouth. An Ye, you are not Qing'er. What qualifications do you have to ask Zhao Qian to guard her for the rest of your life? If you really go to guard her for the rest of your life, then Qing'er, you are also white." I love you, you know her better than Han Yan, who has only been with her for a few days."

"Who are you, and how much do you know about her?" An Ye looked at her coldly. This woman, who thinks she has a pair of eyes that are as indifferent as a spring, can talk nonsense like this?
Zhuang Qing smiled faintly and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Me? The newly recognized daughter of Prince Yi's mansion, Princess Ruoqing bestowed by Haoyue's emperor, and the lady Zhao Qian is going to marry, hehe, surnamed Zhuang and named Qing, I don't mind people, let me call: Qing'er! "

"Qing'er? Qing'er? Ha..." An Ye laughed loudly. This woman not only has a pair of eyes similar to Qing'er, but also has the same name as Qing'er.

"Qing'er? Zhao Qian, do you really think that her name is Qing'er, so she can really replace Qing'er?" It turned out that Zhao Qian wanted this woman to replace Qing'er, so as to comfort his longing for Qing'er Oh.

Zhao Qian smiled lightly, this kid is thinking too much.

"In this world, no one can replace Qing'er. My Qing'er can only be one forever. She is Shangguan Qing and Zhuang Qing."

"What... what? What did you say? Zhuang Qing? Shangguan Qing?" An Ye seemed to have just remembered something, and looked at Zhuang Qing steadfastly. He should have believed in Zhao Qian's heart for Qing'er a long time ago, with his persistence , How could he fall in love with someone else in such a short period of time.Although this woman has the same eyes and the same name as Qing'er, it is absolutely impossible for Zhao Qian to be distracted so quickly, unless, unless one possibility is that this woman is originally Qing'er, she is Shangguan Qing.But it's impossible, he clearly saw that Shangguan Qing died in Zhao Qian's arms, and Zhao Qian left Fengming with the crystal coffin containing her body, how could it be possible?Zhuang Qing?Shangguan Qing?Princess Ruoqing?Princess Anqing?Could this really be the same person?
Looking at An Ye's confused gaze, Zhuang Qing and Zhao Qian clasped fingers and smiled at each other.

"An Ye, don't doubt it, I am the dead Shangguan Qing and the reborn Zhuang Qing." With a faint smile and clear eyes, Zhuang Qing's words seemed to come from far away, blowing the consciousness of An Ye and Han Yan fainted.

"No! This, how is this possible?" An Ye desperately shook her head.

"An Ye, when you came in, you only wanted to get angry. Did you see my white hair?" Zhao Qian looked at An Ye, and An Ye then turned his attention to Zhao Qian's head.

"This, Zhao Qian, your hair?" An Ye was startled, what, what's going on?

"This is the price I paid for getting Qing'er back. Her white hair and Qing'er's kindness that she can't change no matter where she goes is the reason why she came back."

"But, how come Qing'er's appearance has changed?"

"Actually, this is Qing'er's original appearance." Zhao Qian's words made An Ye and Han Yan even more inexplicable.


(End of this chapter)