Queen of Substitute marriage: the king is too black-hearted

Under Ji Qingxue's coercion, simayue had to explain Ji Qingling's private appointment to meet him.

Ji Qingxue's face was gloomy at the moment, and there was a sense of awe around him. Sima Yue wanted to retract her head into her collar: "she asked me to meet and said there was a way for brother Yan to marry me."

Ji Qingxue said in a deep voice, "what method? Let you poison?"

Sima Yue shook her head. She whispered, "yes... Let me cook cooked rice with brother Yan. I'm the princess of Wei. If I were with him... He would take into account the face of both countries and marry me. So she gave me the medicine."

"Medicine?" Ji Qingxue's heart cooled. I'm afraid it's not a good thing, otherwise he won't let the poison of nangongyan attack in advance.

Sima Yue raised her hand tremblingly and pointed to the bowl on the table: "Ji Qingling said that it was the medicine that moved brother Yan. I put it in the bowl of soup."

Hearing this, Ji Qingxue has understood that Sima Yue is trapped by Ji Qingling. What she says to help her is naturally false.

What she gave Sima Yue was not an aphrodisiac at all. It was almost life-threatening.

Ji Qingxue got up and went to the desk and picked up the bowl on the desk. She sniffed it gently, and her heart was burning with anger: "snow swallow grass, Ji Qingling, your heart is too vicious!"

Snow swallow grass, born in the bitter cold of the extreme north, has the effect of making people warm and moving, but its medicine is extremely Yin. For nangongyan, such medicine is undoubtedly arsenic. Ji Qingling, what's your heart!

Sima Yue looked at Ji Qingxue's face becoming more and more ugly. She suddenly lost her confidence. Brother Yan won't have an accident. Ji Qingling only said that this would make brother Yan emotional, but she didn't say that he would become like this after eating.

"Hello, Sima Yue!" Ji Qingxue opened her mouth calmly, her voice indistinguishable from joy and anger.

Sima Yue heard Ji Qingxue call her, and subconsciously answered, "what?"

Ji Qingxue flicked her middle finger and a gold needle "swished" hit simayue in the abdomen. She immediately felt unbearable pain and fell to the ground and kept rolling, which was very similar to the appearance of Nangong inflammation just now.

"Ji! Qing! Xue!" Sima Yue covered her abdomen and vomited out word by word, as if to tear Ji Qingxue apart.

Ji Qingxue completely ignored her pain, just walked over and helped Nangong Yan, who was already unconscious, to the bed.

Later, Ji Qingxue looked at simayue indifferently: "does it hurt? Do you know that Nangong Yan has just endured more than ten times your pain."

Sima Yue kept wailing: "Ji Qingxue, I want the emperor to kill you, kill you!"

Ji Qingxue sneered. You are not the only one who wants to kill me?

Sima Yue was in a cold sweat, and her lips were bitten with blood, but the suffocating pain didn't stop at all.

Ji Qingxue didn't have time to manage simayue. She just used acupuncture to forcibly dredge the meridians of nangongyan, so that it wouldn't be too disordered, so as not to cause more serious consequences.

Ji Qingxue looks down at her trembling hands. According to this situation, I'm afraid she can't give the needle to Nangong Yan for months.

Sima Yue here was in great pain. Suddenly she saw a sword hanging in the room. She struggled to get up and jumped directly at the sword.

She drew out her long sword and said to Ji Qingxue, "you witch, I'll kill you!"

Sima Yue stabbed Ji Qingxue straight. Ji Qingxue didn't hide his pen. He just looked at it calmly. Sure enough, Sima Yue fell down before the sword came to her.

Ji Qingxue looked down at Sima Yue. She said, "you hurt him like this. Don't you want to give me the soul jade fruit? Do you want to watch him die in front of you?"

Sima Yue sobbed and said, "I don't have soul jade fruit. Soul... Soul jade fruit is with the emperor."

In fact, Ji Qingxue had guessed that the soul jade fruit hung on Sima Jing. If the soul jade fruit was placed on Sima Yue, even if there were thousands of soul jade fruits, it would not be enough for her to lose.

Ji Qingxue looked at Nangong Yan with her eyes closed on the bed and said firmly, "don't worry, I will save you."

After that, Ji Qingxue stood up and walked towards the door.

Sima Yue suddenly pulled her foot: "you want... Where are you going?"

Where else could she go? Naturally, she went to Sima Jing to ask for soul jade fruit. If there was no soul jade fruit to suppress the medicine of Fengwei grass, I'm afraid Nangong Yan would be unable to return to heaven.

"Your pain will disappear tomorrow. Sima Yue, if you don't have enough IQ, don't learn to play tricks, or you don't even know how to die."

After Ji Qingxue left, simayue was paralyzed on the ground. Recalling Ji Qingxue's words just now, simayue suddenly felt that the pain on her body was not unbearable.

Sima Yue covered her eyes with her hands and the emotion in her heart at the moment: "ten times more painful than this, brother Yan..."

What I did to you.

Stay away.

Ji Qingxue rushed in all the way, and the bodyguard on the ground fell down, wailing one after another.

Sima Jing stood in the courtyard, towering and motionless. He didn't know what he was thinking for a moment.

Until Ji Qingxue rushed into front of him, she spread her hand towards Sima Jing: "give me the soul jade fruit."

The cold wind hunted, and his clothes flew lightly. Sima Jing said softly, "Qing Xue, your injury is better."

Ji Qingxue frowned: "don't you give me all my injuries?"

Since everyone knows it, why pretend.

Hearing this, Sima Jingxuan's guilt added another point: "Qingxue, you should know that I didn't mean to hurt you."

Careless, what a careless.

Ji Qingxue said coldly, "then please tell me what is the intention. In the small town, in yanhuilin, you met us. Is that the intention? It's another hall design. You want to kill Nangong, isn't it?"

Sima Jing hung and sighed. I'm afraid Ji Qingxue will be farther and farther away from himself from today.

"Qingxue, you and I have different positions. I am the prince of the state of Wei. I naturally want to think about the state of Wei. So I won't give you soul jade fruit anyway."

There is a question that Ji Qingxue hasn't figured out for a long time: "how did you know my trip with nangongyan?"

The timing of the meeting was too coincidental, and she knew the role of her soul jade fruit. I'm afraid someone was secretly reporting to him.

After thinking about it, the problem can only appear in the king's house, where there are spies planted by the state of Wei.

Therefore, Sima Jingxuan knew their whereabouts like the back of his hand.

"You really don't want to give me the soul jade fruit?" Ji Qingxue's men fretted. It seems that it can't pass without a fight!

Sima Jing hung with a warm smile: "if I say, give you soul jade fruit, but you have to marry me, what should you do?"

Ji Qingxue replied without thinking: "I already have a husband. How can I remarry others."

I don't know when, subconsciously, Ji Qingxue has regarded Nangong Yan as his husband.

Sima Jingxuan smiled bitterly: "Qingxue, do you believe it? I've liked you for a long time."

For a long time, he couldn't tell whether he was a habit or a deep love for Ji Qingxue.

But Ji Qingxue was so honest that people gnashed their teeth: "I don't believe it."

Sima Jing hung a self mocking smile and said too many lies. No one would believe the only truth this time.

In the year Sima Yue met Nangong Yan, Sima Jingxuan also came to Dayan with his father.

He has always been young and mature. He looks like a little adult.

He was distracted in the imperial garden and was bumped by a little girl. Sima Jingxuan was very unhappy, but when the girl raised her head, her frightened eyes like a deer directly hit Sima Jingxuan's heart.

He pretended to pick her up as if nothing had happened and maintained the elegant demeanor of the royal family of the kingdom of Wei: "there are many pebbles here. You should walk carefully."

The little girl looked up at the Sima mirror, which was much taller than herself, and whispered, "I know, brother."

Suddenly, a palace man came to find the little girl. Sima Jingxuan heard the palace man call her "miss Qingxue".

Qingxue, your eyes always linger in my heart at that time. In my spare time, it always appears in my mind for no reason.

So I'm here. I'm here to see you. I want to ask you if you'd like to go with me.

Unfortunately, everything has changed. Even if you fall again now, the person who will help you will no longer be me.

Ji Qingxue was impatient and didn't bother to listen to him remember the past. She directly said, "if you really don't want to rob the soul jade fruit, don't blame me!"

Sima Jing hung his hand and stood, showing a natural noble spirit: "Qingxue, if you really insist on it, take it away from me."

As long as you have the ability.

Roll up your sleeves and do it!

Ji Qingxue immediately fought with Sima Jingxuan,

Ji Qingxue's martial arts moves are strange and different from other martial arts. Although Sima Jingxuan can't get the upper hand, he can't win Ji Qingxue for a moment.

Ji Qingxue is ruthless and ruthless, because she can't care so much about nangongyan's life. She doesn't dare to joke about his life. Nangongyan can't afford to wait.

The gold thread has cut Sima Jing's hanging clothes, some of which hurt skin, muscles and bones. The original blue robe is now destroyed.

Sima Jingxuan skilfully avoided Ji Qingxue's attack. He was suddenly unwilling. Why is Nangong Yan.

"Qingxue, is Nangong Yan so important to you?" Sima Jingxuan still has a trace of expectation. He hopes Ji Qingxue denies it, but he knows that he is just deceiving himself and others.

"I said, if you are willing to marry me, the soul jade fruit will be presented with both hands. Why are you so?" Sima Jing asked while hiding.

Several gold needles cut through the air, flew straight towards Sima's mirror, and finally disappeared into the wall behind him.

Ji Qingxue said coldly, "dream!"

Sima Jingxuan's face finally changed. In that case, Qingxue, you can't blame me.