Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

That year, the woman was dressed in white, her long hair tilted to the ground, and her delicate face was amazing.

Dongfang Ming still vaguely remembers that year, the woman with a smile, impolitely questioned him: "Hello, what's your name?"

But now, the woman's clothes are in tatters. They are all dyed with blood. Her black hair is very messy. The two big holes in her face stimulate Dongfang Ming's eyes.

What about her eyes?

Dongfang Ming came forward to help Leng Nianqing up, but the sharp and roaring sword came from his back. Dongfang Ming pursed his lips, split his palms, and the wind went to the clouds.

However——

The direction of palm wind is Leng Nianqing.

A mouthful of black blood sprays directly from Leng Nianqing's mouth. The moment she falls to the ground, it's like a tottering lotus in the wind and rain.

"Nianqing"

Dongfangming rips his voice, unbelievable, and exhales with pain.

However, dongfangming was awake in an instant. The familiar scenery around her was no longer a rainy night, nor the moment when she was born and fell to the ground.

This is his room. This is his nine kings' mansion.

"Ming, are you ok?"

Dongfang Ming's frightened voice is too loud, and zicen beside him is also awakened. Ziyi looks at the sweat above Dongfang Ming's head, but he quickly takes out his handkerchief to wipe it carefully for him, but Dongfang Ming reaches out to avoid it, "you have a good rest."

"Ming..."

Before zicen finished speaking, dongfangming had put on his clothes and got up.

Calling out the name of the man, dongfangming's body seems to be cut by people one by one. The pain of flesh and bone peeling is that he is in agony and breathing tightly.

He still remembers that when Leng Nianqing fell down, his clear five fingers pointed at him, "dongfangming, I'll never let you go as a ghost!"

But isn't it true that being a Ghost won't let him go?

So Leng Nianqing, eight years have passed. Why don't you show up? Why don't you come to me for revenge?

-

Inside the room, zicen tightened her fingers little by little, and her expression was indifferent and cold.

——Leng Nianqing, you have been dead for eight years. When I was alive, I could do that to you. Now you have already become a beauty. What do you want to fight with me?

Dongfangming, lengnianqing how to enter your heart, I will how to dig her out from your heart bit by bit!

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Neighboring country, Yue Chu.

Today is the day when Yue Chu sent his servants and the most unpopular princess to Xiling to make peace. This historic day is the third year of Xiang Yuan in Yue Chu.

The flower bridge is lifted, and Qinghuan sits in a sedan chair in red.

"Come on, I need to find Baili bodyguard for something."

Qinghuan's tone is low and gentle. Even if she gives orders, she doesn't dare to speak too coldly, because she is the most unpopular princess with different identities.

There was no answer, but the next moment, a low voice came from the outside of the sedan chair. Qinghuan motioned to the Baili bodyguard and gave a smile.

Smile in the eyes of the United States in the flow of slowly, as always beautiful.

"How long will it take to walk to Xiling?"

Qinghuan asked questions slowly, with a smile and a twinkle. It was all the innocence of a 15-year-old girl.

"If you go back to the princess, it will be more than half a month."

A hundred Li CI cloud toward clear Huan slowly voice. Between the eyebrows and eyes is respect, but also... Love.

Yes, the person in front of her is Leng Nianqing, who died eight years ago. She revives her body and attaches herself to Qinghuan, the youngest princess of the state of Chu.

That girl has been bullied since she was a child, and she has not been favored since she was a child. When Leng Nianqing opened her eyes, Leng Nianqing told herself: she wants revenge!

How to help Dongfang Ming get those, today she will be how to get those back from Dongfang Ming's hands, this time, she will destroy everything he should have, she will let his family die!

To destroy the Xiling!

"I see."

Leng Nianqing's slow response was very happy.

Yes, she really has a new name. She can't make too much publicity. She is Leng Nianqing, because this is a matter of changing her life against heaven.

Can't make things too bad, and she has a new identity, although Leng Nianqing has died, but she can't lose the name.

Her parents are still waiting for her to go back.

Can't give up!

The sedan was forced to stop, Leng Nianqing's body suddenly tilted to the side, frowned and exhaled.

The sun was shining overhead, and a masked man in black was at the front. His black hair tilted like a waterfall, arms in his hands, and the sword fell firmly in his arms. Behind him, there were dozens of masked men in black, all aiming at her side.

"Who are you? Why don't you leave quickly?"

The procession of seeing off relatives began to draw their swords at the people in black. They all looked indifferent and could attack at any time. Even though Princess Qinghuan was not favored, now it was the marriage of yuechu and Xiling. Princess Qinghuan was going to marry the Third Prince of Xiling.

If something goes wrong, it will be a matter of provoking a war between the two countries. Nothing can happen this time.

Hearing people's voices, the man in black didn't leave, but the sword in his hand was quickly played. The whole person flew like a meteor, and the sword forced Leng Nianqing.

It seems that what this person wants is Qinghuan's death.

Lengnianqing pursed her lips. Qinghuan died early. Even the unloved princess, many people wanted to kill her along the way from yuechu.

Otherwise, she can't pick up the cheap, she can't still be alive!

Leng Nianqing squints her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cover her face. But her hand hidden under the flowing sleeve secretly pinches several silver needles, ready to attack them when the man attacks, but... CI Yun suddenly blocks Leng Nianqing.

Quickly and the man in black to join the fight, Dayton time, fire.

Looking at the figure of Bai Li CI Yun, Leng Nianqing is suddenly fascinated by his eyes, but his eyes are sore, because

At the beginning, Baili Ciyun was willing to die for her. If it were not for Baili Ciyun, she would not be standing here today. Suddenly, she thought of what Baili Ciyun had said to her

"Qing'er, it doesn't matter. As long as I love you, what does the rest matter?"

"If you don't like me to call you Qing'er, I'll call you Nian Qing. No matter what the name is, you are my favorite. Nian Qing, I promised your parents that I would take good care of you. I can't let you leave here alone."

"Nianqing, if you really love him, I wish you happiness. But as long as you look back, I'm still behind you. "

……

Ci Yun, you have been with me for such a long time, my love for you has already gone deep into the bone marrow, because I treat you as my family.