A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Taking a few steps forward, Huang Yin stretched out his hand to hug Wu Qing. The moment he woke up in the ancient tomb, the moment he saw the empty bed and the green jade on the bedside, he had never panicked since he woke up. My heart was beating with fear for the first time.

His Wuqing knows everything! His Wuqing is gone! His Wuqing is leaving him! This realization made him almost crazy! So he rushed to the Shenyin Sect as fast as he could in his life, just to get a chance to explain.

But when he sensed Wu Qing's aura, he became timid. Even though it only took a moment to reach her, he stopped.

He was afraid of seeing her disgusted expression, afraid of seeing her merciless cold eyes. So he stood there, included the entire Shenyin Sect within the barrier, and sent the people inside to her for a bloodbath, which also gave him time to prepare.

"What else?" Avoiding the embrace that smelled of the familiar fragrance, Wu Qing's expression was calm, and there was no trace of ripples in his tone.

"What else?" Huang Yin was startled. Before coming to see Wu Qing, he had already counted all the bad things he had missed and confessed them completely.

Seeing the other person's frown, Wu Qing finally showed a hint of smile, which was soft and graceful, but made the jade-like face come alive, but the unruly and decadent look between the eyebrows became a little deeper.

With that unclear smile reflected in her eyes, Huang Yin felt uneasy and said quickly: "Xiao Qing'er, no matter what it is, just tell me and I will change it!"

Staring at this face that was half anxious and half sad, the arc of Wu Qing's lips gradually widened, her brows were as dark as dark blue, and the ripples in her eyes of molten gold and broken silver turned into a gorgeous beauty that seemed to vanish into thin air.

"Huang Yin, you are not wrong. You have been right from the beginning," Wu Qing reached out to touch the face as beautiful as Qinghui, stood on tiptoes, and gently pressed her crimson lips against Huang Yin's ear, whispering slowly, "You never owe me anything, and you have no obligation to do anything for me, so you are not wrong."

You are no one's responsibility except for your blood relatives. To put it more closely, she and Huang Yin are lovers who have not yet made clear their relationship. To put it more lightly, they are the same race.

She should be grateful for what he did for her; because of her unknown identity, what was he planning on her? If she fell into the trap, it was her gullibility, no one else to blame, so where does his fault start?

"You have done a lot for me, and you deserve what you get from me. You are not wrong, so there is no need to apologize. We just get what we need." She needed him to cover for herself in front of the shrine, and he By increasing her strength, she gains something indirectly.

He whispered softly, like a lover whispering to each other, but what came out were cold and heartless words. Those terrifyingly rational words were like a sharp knife piercing into his heart. Huang Yin's face turned pale: "No, Xiao Qing'er, I know you are speaking out of anger! Give me a chance, okay?"

opportunity?

Wu Qing's long and narrow eyes revealed a hint of evil: "Don't you know who I am?" If the word "opportunity" was in her dictionary, she would not have died in her last life. happy!

Huang Yin tightened her grip on Wu Qing's sleeve. Who was his little Qing'er? How could he not know? ! Fu Zhaoli was so sad that he held a state funeral, but she bloodbathed the imperial mausoleum. He went through all kinds of hardships to get the identity of the Mu family elder to come to her, and finally he had the identity of an ordinary friend. She is too rational and too cold!

Indescribable panic rose from the depths of his soul. At a loss, Huang Yin pulled hard and trapped the person he loved deeply in his arms: "Xiao Qing'er, you can't leave! I won't allow it, I won't allow it. you left!"

A low roar, hysterical.

Being locked tightly in the warm embrace, Wu Qing frowned, but the opponent's strength was so strong that she couldn't break away at all. The more she struggled, the harder the arms holding her became.

A burning fire came from nowhere, and Wu Qing raised his palm to slap his broad chest.

Although the force of this palm was not strong, it was enough to inflict pain on the unprepared Huang Yin. He couldn't help but loosen his arms. Taking advantage of the gap, Wu Qing jumped up and escaped to the opposite cliff. She pinched several fingers one after another. At this moment, the white mist that had remained on the cliff all year round suddenly started to foam and billow, and after several violent surges, it actually began to fade away!

Huang Yin was startled and hurriedly moved towards the opposite cliff with his toes, but it was already too late at this time. The last wisp of thick mist disappeared, and the graceful and elegant fox fur also faded away. His fingertips could only reach it in time. Catch an afterimage.

"Wu Qing——" Hissing, heartbreaking!

The ancient tomb belongs to Wu Qing. Once she closes the entrance, even if Huang Yingui is the creator of the day, she will not be able to break in by force.

Xiangluan gathered on the top, and the favorable wind fell in it. After the gate of the ancient tomb was closed, the opposite cliff finally revealed its original appearance, with the shadows of the trees dancing, and the sunlight blocked by the thick fog finally reached the ground, enveloping the soulless clear shadow, brilliant , but showing desolation.

In the ancient tomb, Wu Qing passed through the phantom formation and climbed on the clouds and the moon. The howling wind made her ears feel hot, but it never slowed her down. A storm was brewing in the eyes of the strange-colored red phoenix.

"Hey, the master is back, little god..." Catching the seven-length white shadow, the old man's face turned into a chrysanthemum. But before he could finish his words, his agitated master had already swept away into the distance, without even sparing him a glance.

"Hey, Master, what's going on? Are the young couple flirting, or is her family being poached by Duanxiu?"

After crossing the illusory formation, Wu Qing stepped directly onto the island in the middle of the lake. His toes touched the treetops and landed lightly next to the dark pool. The blue pool, which has long since turned into ordinary pool water, is sparkling, with flowers and trees growing beside it.

Although she was unconscious that day, she still had vague memories. She lay in the pool, and the warm current from behind continued for three days and three nights. She leaned on his chest, and his anxious, rapid but increasingly weak heartbeat was in sharp contrast to her almost non-fluctuating heartbeat.

Even though he cares about her as much as he does and loves her with all his tenderness, he still allows her to wander on the border of death without hesitation! Make a mistake thoroughly, and repent thoroughly!

This kind of person is too scary, too...

With fire in his heart, Wu Qing raised his magic power and slapped An Chi with his palm.

Wow! The waves are surging, and the small Bitan has set off huge waves, which are as huge as the sky!

This kind of person is too heart-wrenching! If there was a slight loophole in her mind, she might have been captured just now!

"Fuck! Don't think that being so good-looking will make me soft-hearted!" Here is the rampaging His Highness Prince Qing.

Three months later, the Fuying Dynasty attacked the city and the Moyan Pavilion branch.

"I said, little brother, you must help big brother this time! Big brother's happiness for the rest of his life depends on you!" In the hall, Gong Tianque grabbed his hair and turned left and right around Wu Qing, His handsome and handsome bun was turned into a chicken coop by him.

Although he knew that Wu Qing was a fake boy, the little brother was already used to calling him Gong Tianque and was too lazy to change his name.