Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

If you don't meet her, there won't be so many things behind her, and CI Yun won't be involved, and he will be so sad. This is the last result that Leng Nianqing wants to see, because many people died around her, all of them died because of her.

It's all Oriental hell, it's all purple Cen

It is because she is too stupid to believe dongfangming's words.

So much so that he killed others and lost his own life. So, when I was still alive, I had to take revenge, but I was still thinking about it.

If I didn't meet Bai liciyun at the beginning, then in the later time, could I not hurt him so badly?

However, there is no if, as Ci Yun said next:

"Qing'er, I know what you are thinking, but I want to meet you. If I had known that I love you so much, I would have met you earlier."

Cold read clear hook lip a smile, "don't you meet me earlier than they want to meet?"

Yeah.

When Leng Nianqing mentioned it, Bai liciyun thought of a lot of things, about that year and many years.

He did meet Leng Nianqing many years earlier than others, but he didn't go into her heart after many years of company

"Well, we have to leave as soon as possible, otherwise if the news of these people gets out, there will be more people chasing us, and the war between the two countries will be started."

Although the war between the two countries is what Leng Nianqing wants to see, the death of dongfangming in her own hands and the destruction of Xiling in her own hands must not be due to the death of Princess Qinghuan of the state of Chu.

She will personally blade the dongfangming, and get back the pain she once suffered one by one, as well as the dead child in her stomach!

"Well."

A hundred Li CI cloud low answer voice, follow behind Leng Nianqing.

Two people riding, sunset, a hundred Li words cloud but hope that time will stop, because he yearns for and Leng Nianqing together, do not ask how happy, just now can stop.

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In the courtyard, zicen is dancing a sword, while dongfangming is watching. Zicen has been practicing martial arts since childhood, but her graceful figure is very gentle.

Zicen saw Dongfang Ming looking at himself, but he said with a low smile: "Ming, do I dance well?"

Dongfangming didn't answer, but then he took the long sword in zicen's hand, and the flower of the sword flowed quickly on his sword.

All the moves are extremely fierce.

He suddenly thought of the beautiful woman with long hair, but he also thought of the words Leng Nianqing laughed at him at that time

"Dongfangming, no matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than the sword in my hand!"

"Dongfangming, will our children not ask her to practice sword in the future?"

"Dongfangming, dongfangming..."

"Read clearly."

Thin lips slowly lifted, but the voice was murmuring. The maidservants of the guards standing in the courtyard, together with zicen, heard it clearly.

Purple Cen's chest sends tight, at the moment that the gorgeous man, but suddenly stopped his action, eyes droop, but is low murmur voice.

His name is: Leng Nianqing.

For eight years, he hasn't forgotten

Recently, the mention of Leng Nianqing has become more and more frequent.

Zicen's fingers clenched fiercely, but he was very angry. His voice was sharp: "Leng Nianqing, Leng Nianqing, Leng Nianqing is dead. Do you know?"

Zicen's expression is also with deep anger, but Dongfang doesn't see zicen's anger. He thinks of the woman in white, and his fingers are as jade.

She holds a long sword in her hand, but it's like wearing a butterfly. She plays a good sword, not to mention her swordsmanship, which is very exquisite.

Her voice was like the sound of nature: "dongfangming, you and I live and die together, like my parents, they love each other very much, what I yearn for is that kind of love."

"I can't play the piano, I can only play the sword. How about I give you a red wine

Her figure is so beautiful, but her eyes are so clear and bright, but later... The two big holes in her face are stimulating dongfangming's eyes.

Dongfang Ming's breath condenses, but now it's as cold as winter, but it's bitterly cold, and Dongfang Ming is a little unstable at the moment.

Even the head, it's a lot of pain.

Leng Nianqing, dead

Dead, dead

Dongfang Ming only felt the cold all over his body. Over the years, he would still think of her face, or he would miss her incomparably, just because

He loved her deeply.

But what about her?

Do you only love him? However, she was dissolute, even unwilling to give birth to a child, and even pressed him step by step to die.

But the dead are

Leng Nianqing, you said that you would not let me go. Well, when you come back, I'll let you kill and make you miserable. As long as you appear in front of me, I'll only look at you.

Where are you?

Where is it?

"Dongfang Ming, Leng Nianqing, she killed you and my children, she hurt me, she wants to kill you, people are already dead, why do you want to miss her so much? What's good about her? "

Zicen cried out. Even if Dongfang Ming didn't admit it before, now Dongfang Ming can't do without Leng Nianqing all the time. Even in his sleep, Leng Nianqing's name is always there.

My heart is full of cold recitation, isn't it just a good use? Why did you lose your heart later? Zicen is just glad that she started early.

If not, the person standing beside dongfangming would not be her zicen, but lengnianqing.

She doesn't want to. She's not so generous. Dongfangming belongs to her alone. Lengnianqing, who comes from behind, won't make her feel better.

Today's cold read clear, beauty white bone, what good to fear?

The living have never fought for her. How can the dead fight for her?

"She's... Actually good."

Dongfang Ming slowly dropped such a sentence, saying that the perfect person had turned around, because he thought of the little things that had been with Leng Nianqing.

As long as we don't touch other people, don't touch that hundred Li CI Yun, there are still many good memories between them.

"Keep practicing."

Dongfang Ming handed back the sword to zicen, but zicen didn't pick it up. Instead, she threw it on the ground. Her eyes were red: "Dongfang Ming, don't forget that she died because of your palm. Even if she is still alive, will she accept you? Don't forget how miserable the cold recitation was

Word by word, it is like the sharpest knife, bit by bit cut in his heart, but brought incomparable pain.

It was he who killed Leng Nianqing. Zicen said that even if Leng Nianqing was still alive, he would not accept him. However, didn't he say that he would not let him go even if he was a ghost?

Read clearly, is that why you don't see me?