The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 479 Not Comparable

Nangong Lan exuded a strong and pungent smell of alcohol, and he stared blankly at the person standing at the door.

"Qing...Qing Ling." Nan Gonglan spoke with difficulty. If he wanted to say the person he least wanted to see at the moment, Ji Qingling would probably be number one.

It's not that he didn't think about getting along with her for the person who had worked so hard to have children for him. It's only because of God's teasing that he ruined her again.

It was rare for Nangong Lan to feel guilty, but Ji Qingling seemed to have suddenly returned to normal. She gently helped Nan Gonglan up from the cold ground.

"You shouldn't drink so much, it hurts your health." The extremely flat tone, like an ordinary wife scolding her husband who is greedy for drinking, made Nangong Lan feel a little dazed.

Nangong Lan seemed to have thought of something, he hesitated slightly, and then asked, "You recovered?"

Ji Qingling's hand holding him froze suddenly, and she looked at Nan Gonglan blankly: "What did the prince brother say?"

There was doubt and uneasiness in her eyes. For some reason, Nan Gonglan felt relieved when she learned that Ji Qingling had not returned to her previous appearance.

Those memories are too painful for Ji Qingling, her prince brother is a very good person to her, let her think that she has never been let down.

Nangong Lan looked up at Ji Qingling: "Why did you come here?"

"Come as soon as you want." Ji Qingling suddenly became very quiet again, making Nangong Lan unable to figure it out.

"Brother Prince, you want Ling'er to do something for you, and Linger has done it. Can Linger ask Brother Prince to do something for me now?"

Nangonglan's most familiar smile hung on the corner of Ji Qingling's mouth, but Nangonglan felt drenched in sweat. At this time, he would always have an illusion that the former Ji Qingling had returned.

"I look so down and down now, what else can I do for you?" Nan Gonglan said with some self-deprecating, he is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and he can't protect himself, how can he help others.

But Ji Qingling shook her head slightly, she was still smiling: "No, only Brother Prince can help me with these things."

Nangong Lan was stunned for a while, and asked for a while, "What...what is it?"

Ji Qingling leaned over to get closer, and stopped less than a finger away from Nangonglan.

Nan Gonglan could clearly hear the bewitching red lips say word by word: "I want your life."

Nan Gonglan's eyes widened, and there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that a dagger had been inserted into his chest, and his technique was crisp and neat. Heh, Ji Qingling's style is indeed true.

Ji Qingling looked at Nangong Lan indifferently, and said in a flat tone, "I also thought we could get along well."

After having that child, she really thought so, thinking that even if the two of them used each other, they could still keep each other warm.

But it wasn't until later that she realized that she was wrong, and it was outrageous. People like her and Nan Gonglan were destined to be unable to trust others. When she wanted to take that step, Nan Gonglan personally destroyed this trust.

Nangong Lan clutched his chest, and blood continued to flow out. Apart from surprise, there was also relief after relief on his face.

"After all, after all, I am sorry for you." Nangong Lan said with difficulty, "What I owe you, I will pay it back in the next life."

Ji Qingling grabbed the dagger and pulled it out forcefully, warm blood spattered herself.

Ji Qingling licked the blood on his face with his tongue: "We still don't want to see each other again in the next life."

Ji Qing held the dagger tightly and walked out. It doesn't matter when she will return to normal, what is important is that even if she is going to die, she has to pull someone to be her back.

Ji Qingxue and Nan Gongyan stood in the yard, Nan Gongyan was fine, but Ji Qingxue seemed a little panicked.

Ji Qingling ran to Prince Rui's mansion and asked her if he could take her to see the elder brother of the prince.

Ji Qingxue didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but Ji Qingling was very stubborn. Ji Qingling followed her wherever she went.

Now that Ji Qingling is already insane, no matter how bad she is, she can't do anything to a patient.

So he had no choice but to bring her to Menglan Palace.

"Nangongyan, why didn't she come out after going in for so long? Nothing will happen to them, right?" Since entering the palace, Ji Qingxue felt very uneasy.

Nan Gongyan gently pressed her shoulder: "Axue, you worry too much, nothing will happen."

When Ji Qingling came out, both of them were startled, she was covered in blood, her expression was dull, she looked like a living dead, lifeless.

Ji Qingxue murmured: "No way."

Seeing her staggering towards them, Nan Gongyan subconsciously protected Ji Qingxue behind her, this woman is crazy.

"What did you do to Nangong Lan?"

Ji Qingling said softly: "What are you doing with a trash like him?"

She hated the person who would send her to an old man's bed for profit, but she hated Nangong Lan's failure even more.

Her man should be the most honorable person in the world, not such a wimp.

Ji Qingling stabbed them fiercely with a dagger in his hand, and kept muttering: "Go to die, you too, go to death!"

People who fall into madness are the scariest. Nan Gongyan couldn't help but ask the woman behind him: "Ah Xue, did she look like her when I had a seizure?"

Ji Qingxue couldn't help but glared at him: "No, yours is much more serious than hers. And when is this, can you be more serious."

Nangongyan twitched his lips and nodded slightly: "Okay, then Axue is going to die, or half dead."

Just as the two of them were talking, Ji Qingling had already arrived in front of them.

When Ji Qingling raised his dagger and was about to stab him, Nangongyan gathered his inner strength in his palm, and then slapped her hard. Ji Qingling was sent flying several meters away. She didn't know any martial arts at all. Come for death.

Ji Qingling fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. She covered her shoulders, fixed her eyes on Nan Gongyan and roared angrily: "If I was the one who married Prince Rui's mansion, then I will be Dayan's queen now, you I will be the one who desperately protects you, Ji Qingxue, you stole everything from me!"

Nan Gongyan frowned slightly, although he didn't really want to talk to her, but one can't live in a dream all the time.

"If you were the one who married me back then, I wouldn't have any other thoughts about you."

Ji Qingling sneered: "Then tell me, how can I compare to this woman? What is the difference between me and her? Is it because he is a concubine and I am a concubine? I am not reconciled!"

What she pursued all her life, Ji Qingxue, this woman has it all, her husband's cherish and love, prosperity, wealth, power and status, Ji Qingxue, I am not willing to lose to you like this.

"You are not comparable to her, because Axue is unique."

(End of this chapter)