Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Long Qingcheng's face suddenly turned red.

She pushed and said in a low voice, "There is someone here."

"no one."

Long Qingcheng looked around. He really didn't know when it started. Ying Lei and Ying Feng who were following behind him disappeared. Even the servants who had been on the grass just now disappeared.

In a huge place with endless green, they stood in the center, hugging each other and kissing.

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At night, after Long Qingcheng finished her dinner, she was fed some fruits by Di Yuanjue. After eating and drinking enough, she felt a little tired. After receiving the signal, Di Yuanjue took the person to the guest room to wash up and sleep.

Stopping in front of the door, when Long Qingcheng pushed the door open, he turned around and asked, "Where is your room?"

Di Yuanjue pointed to the opposite side and said, "Here." Good guy, it's directly opposite.

Long Qingcheng: "..." She smiled slightly, "Sweet dreams."

When he was about to go in, the man moved faster, and the afterimage flashed by. The man grabbed the person into his arms, squeezed the person in, and then closed the door with a bang.

The room was dark without the lights on. Only some faint moonlight shone into the bedroom, and the blurry outline could be vaguely seen. But the dark night magnified the two people's senses.

Long Qingcheng was knocked against the door panel, but it didn't hurt. Di Yuanjue's hand was put on the back of her head in time.

Long Qingcheng did not panic. Instead, she looked meaningfully at the man who surrounded her. Even though her vision was damaged, she still seemed to be able to see. She folded her arms and leaned lazily against the door. With a cold expression, "What are you doing?"

The man gently tucked the hair that had just moved forward behind the girl's ear. His fingers gently stroked the tip of the girl's ear, "Why don't you ask me why I arranged this?"

"I'm your girlfriend, isn't it normal to be opposite you?" She said it without any emotion, as if she just thought so.

Di Yuanjue was very unhappy. His eyes hidden in the darkness were filled with bone-crushing coolness, and his beautiful facial features were gloomy and depressing, making the surrounding environment even colder.

He pinched the girl's chin and became furious, "You can care about Mu Fan, but you can't care about me?" They hugged each other calmly and did everything they could. The meat was in front of them every day, but they couldn't eat it. He was almost furious.

Long Qingcheng almost laughed, but could only shake his head.

The man's body was tense. In fact, he had not prepared a guest room for Long Qingcheng at all. They were serious boyfriend and girlfriend. They could share a room. Even if she didn't want to, he wouldn't force it.

But I really didn’t expect that the girl would be unwilling.

He relaxed the strength in his hands, and his heart was stabbed with tens of millions of sharp swords. The pain was heartbreaking. This was the first time he felt the pain was so unbearable. He lowered his head and was about to get up. The girl He directly hugged the man's neck.

A gentle voice sounded in my ears, "I'm in trouble."

Di Yuanjue: "..." He never expected that things would happen by such a coincidence.

Di Yuanjue turned on the light, pulled him to the bedside, half-crouched beside the bed, and asked worriedly: "Why don't you tell me, does your stomach hurt?"

Long Qingcheng shook his head and wanted to pull him up, "Don't squat, your abdomen is still injured."

If Long Qingcheng hadn't reminded him that he was still injured, Di Yuanjue would have forgotten about it.

After this incident, all the brewing atmosphere had completely dissipated. Di Yuanjue asked Long Qingcheng to take a bath, and the water was warm, so he must not catch a cold.

After asking twice, I left the room.

Long Qingcheng agreed, and after seeing the person leave, he took the clothes prepared by the maid and walked to the bathroom.

While washing, she thought of Xuanyuan Hongchuan's words during the day, and she was concerned about the accidental death of Di Yuanjue's parents. But now she felt that Di Yuan would never tell her about this matter. Perhaps it would be more practical to quietly go over and ask about this matter in the dead of night.

But what Long Qingcheng didn't expect was that before she had time to ask Di Yuanjue about her parents, or even visit her elders, something would happen in the capital.

When Long Qingcheng took a shower, he put his cell phone on the bed. As soon as she came out, the cell phone on the bed rang for who knows how long.

She walked over in a few steps, saw that it was Qin Wuyue's number, threw down the towel, sat on the bed and answered the call.

The voice over there was a little hoarse, as if he was tired after staying up for several long nights, "Long Qingcheng, something happened to Cheng Lin, can you come back today?"

"What happened?" Long Qingcheng stood up suddenly, his voice cold and biting, "Speak clearly."

Qin Wuyue was very anxious, and even his voice was trembling, "Cheng Lin was shot. Although a few bullets were taken out, there is still one in the heart. No one dares to take the knife. She can't hold on anymore. Qingcheng——" The man choked sobs cried, "I beg you, please save her, save her, as long as you can save her, I will do anything you ask me to do."

"Why did this happen? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Long Qingcheng roared angrily.

At this time, Di Yuanjue, who came in with brown sugar water, realized that something was wrong. He put the brown sugar water on the edge of the table, walked over, patted the girl's shoulders with both hands, and comforted: "Don't worry."

Qin Wuyue: "Cheng Lin said that you have something to do over there. It's not a big deal for her. She doesn't want to trouble you. She said that the military training will be over soon and it's time for you to come back, so I..."

"That's enough, wait, I'll be back right away."

She hung up the phone and wanted to contact the private jet to open a dedicated line to the capital. Little did she know that the man had already made arrangements before she called.

"Get dressed, the plane has been arranged, we can leave at any time." Time is life, the two of them did not dare to waste any time, and hurriedly left the old house.

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At about 10: that night, Long Qingcheng and Di Yuanjue arrived at the Beijing Airport.

Arrive at Jingcheng Hospital at 11 o'clock.

The corridor was quiet, and the lights on both sides were turned off. Only the operating lights in front were always on. The man in a wheelchair next to him remained motionless, guarding the door like a sculpture.

With his lonely back, he looked very depressed.

Even cold and empty.

The sound of the voice-activated lights turned on again little by little with the sound of footsteps, and the dark corridor suddenly became as bright as day. Qin Wuyue, who ignored everyone's calls, almost turned his head suddenly and looked at Long Qingcheng, his eyes filled with bloody red. It seemed that he had not slept well in the past two days.

"Longlong Qingcheng, you finally..."

Qin Wuyue was suddenly lifted up, his legs were separated from the wheelchair, and the wheelchair was moved back due to convention. He was lifted in the air, and then he was punched hard by Long Qingcheng.

"Let me tell you, if anything happens to Cheng Lin, I will let you be buried with her!"