The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

"You want to eat shit!" Qing Wu stood up and said with an ugly face: "Who wants you to love me! If you dare to love me, I will kill you!"

Cang Ming blinked lightly: "You can't."

"You try and see if you will die?"

"Yes, so I won't try." Cang Ming smiled slightly: "As long as I don't think about killing my wife to prove my truth, you won't kill me."

Qing Wu stared at him in disbelief.

What is this man talking about?

Qing Wu felt something was broken in front of her eyes, and her tone was hard to explain: "Your cousin Miaofa said you were a bitch, but it turns out you really are a bitch."

She was really confused before, and then she thought this guy was so charming.

His Majesty Chasha felt that it must be because this man was carrying the skin of his own inkstone, which affected her judgment!

When Cang Ming mentioned the wonderful method, his expression changed, and he suddenly said: "It seems something happened to her."

Qing Wu frowned: "You know again?"

"After you wake up, your perception will be much stronger." Cang Ming looked at Qing Wu: "In terms of fighting against the gods, I should be able to help you more than the other me."

Qing Wu sneered: "Oh, you are so powerful. People who don't know it think you have understood the way of life."

As soon as this yin and yang method came out, the two of them were silent for a while. After a moment, Cang Ming said with a smile: "Well, I'm so powerful."

Xiao Chenyan is also him, and praising Xiao Chenyan is also praising him.

Qing Wu stared at him: "Shamelessness is the same thing."

Cang Ming stopped answering and changed the subject: "I feel that her condition is not very good. If you have time, please look for her for me."

"How to find her?" Qing Wu frowned. She had a good impression of the little goddess Miao Donkey.

"She is not in danger for her life at the moment, but she is in a very strange situation. I can't feel it clearly at the moment, but she seems to be..." Cang Ming frowned: "Everyone is shouting for a beating."

"It's so miserable..." Qing Wu clicked her tongue: "It couldn't have been your fake father or your mother who did it again, right?"

"maybe."

Seeing his normal tone, Qing Wu's beautiful eyes moved slightly: "It's normal for the Emperor of Heaven to be at odds with you, but isn't your mother the same as you?"

This time, Cang Ming was silent for a while.

"She and I have nothing to do with each other."

"She gave birth to you and was bound by blood. You can't just say you have nothing to do with it." Qing Wu said lazily: "No matter how favored you are by Heaven, Heaven will not tolerate patricide and mother murder."

"Chiyou is hiding in your soul and trying to revive it with the power of your soul. It is considered unjust. If you attack him, it is self-protection and counterattack. It is possible that God will turn a blind eye."

Qing Wu glanced at him sideways: "Your mother is a thief, and she won't give you this chance."

Cang Ming looked at her and suddenly chuckled: "You believe me, right?"

When others saw the current situation, their first reaction was that the Queen and him had set up this situation together.

But the ghost in front of her was 'questioning' him face to face as usual, but the angle of her questioning and analysis separated him from the Queen from the very beginning.

"I believe in my inkstone, but I will always doubt you."

Qing Wu snorted.

The Queen's purpose is not pure, the old godly woman has one thing on the surface but another behind her back. On the surface, she seemed to be hoping that she would have an affair with Cang Ming, but secretly, she asked Na Lihe to come down to earth to wreak havoc.

Although Nalihe is more like delivering food.

"What does your mother want to do?" Qing Wu felt that the son knew her mother well. "Then Li He is her confidant. Doesn't she know what level he is?"

"Probably a test."

"What are you testing?" After Qing Wu asked, she had an idea in mind: "To test whether you have completely recovered your memory? Or to what extent your strength has been restored?"

Or, testing Cang Ming's mind?

One god and one ghost looked at each other.

Cang Ming said what she had not finished: "I want to know my attitude towards you."

Qing Wu sneered: "If you want to kill your wife to prove the truth, she will help you? If you don't want to, is it possible that she still needs to be a good mother-in-law?"

"So the Queen loves your son so much?"

Cang Ming lowered his eyes, poured himself a cup of tea without any delay, and said softly: "She doesn't love me."

Qing Wu's eyes moved slightly.

Cang Ming took a sip of tea, raised his eyes and smiled at her: "I know what parental love is from the common people's way."

"The Queen of Heaven and I were once mother and son, and there may still be a bond. But there is no such entanglement between her and the other me."

"Those two are the only parents of Xiao Chenyan."

Qing Wu was startled for a moment, and something flashed through her mind. Just as she was about to speak, Cang Ming put down the tea cup and said:

"I can still wake up for two more days."

"Can you make me fall in love with you in two days?"

Qingwu's face darkened, "You're thinking shit again."

Cang Ming nodded, not annoyed at all: "Then I will understand it myself."

Qingwu stood up, turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, she turned back and stared at Cang Ming condescendingly: "You want to know how to fall in love with me, right?"

The man nodded.

Qing Wu rolled up her sleeves unhurriedly: "Then I will do my best to be a landlord and teach you the first move."

Cang Ming watched her action of rolling up her sleeves without fear, with a bit of interest in her eyes.

"Aroshatian, you are playing tricks."

There was a smile in his eyes: "If you want to hit me, you have to name it as a slap, a kiss, a curse, or love."

Qing Wu put her hands on her hips, "Who said I was going to hit you?"

She raised her finger and something fell out.

It was a golden washboard.

"Do you know what this is?"

Cang Ming looked at the washboard and was silent for a long time.

Qing Wu hooked her lips, held his chin and lifted it up, tapping the side of his face with her fingers: "This is my inkstone, another 'love instrument' tailor-made for you!"

"Don't you want to learn how to love me?"