The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Originally, he just wanted to help the little girl find her home, but as they spent time together, they felt they couldn't live without each other. After two years, Qing Jing came to the ghost world and met people from the Ghost King's Palace on the way. The Ghost King's Palace immediately recognized that this was their little princess and brought them both into the Ghost King's Palace.

Hearing that his sister had been found, Ming Fan immediately rushed over from the foreign land. Seeing Qing Jingyuan's back, little Ming Yao suddenly ran over and hugged him like she had begged him for help. She said in a purring little voice, "Brother, when I grow up, will you marry me?"

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"And then?" Mo Xiaolan continued with interest: "Did he promise you that you two would meet again and continue this fate?"

"Then..." Ming Yao pouted and said, "He was scared away."

When she thought of Qing Jing's stumbling around, his body running in front and his soul chasing behind, her face suddenly darkened. After she grew up, she could not forget this person, so she was busy looking for him in various lives, until she met Mo Luofan and learned about what Qing Jing had done in the demon world. Although Qing Jing's fickleness made her very sad, after all, he was the person she had admired for so long. If she was not completely disappointed, she would be able to fall in love with him again later.

So when Mo Luofan returned to the Demon Realm, Ming Yao asked to come to his side and be a female official. When she saw Qing Jing again, he was taken out of the cage with injuries all over his body. After taking care of him carefully for nearly half a year, he barely recovered. She also knew everything that happened to him during this period, so she wanted to stay with him until she touched this cold heart.

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In a sense, Mingyao could be considered her savior. After hearing the story, Mo Xiaolan lowered her head. The next day, she went to Qingjing's residence.

Qing Jing is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, but he can be quite heartless sometimes. He made Ming Yao so angry last night, and now he's fighting crickets this morning.

Seeing someone visiting her residence, she raised her peach blossom and walked towards the person with a cheerful face: "What kind of wind is it today that has brought Miss Youhuang here?"

"A wind called inexplicable." Mo Xiaolan strode into the yard, sat on a stone bench, and looked at the katydids in the insect fighting field. The two katydids were motionless, and if the antennae on their heads did not move from time to time, one would have thought they were two dead insects.

"I don't know why these two katydids are so lazy and never move, even though they are obviously of strong and healthy age." Qing Jing complained about the katydids while poking their tiny bodies with a thin branch. As he poked them, the two insects started to fight.

"Hey, they're moving. They're finally moving." Qing Jing smiled and pushed the katydid towards Mo Xiaolan, letting her see how these two combative insects were fighting to the death.

"As expected, bugs are bugs. They won't move unless you poke them." Qing Jing smiled.

"So, people are not insects. They can't move just by poking them."

After these words were spoken, Qing Jing froze in place and looked up at the person who spoke.

Then Wanran smiled and continued, "Why, young lady, you are not here to chat with me today, but you have a purpose."

"Of course." Mo Xiaolan poured a cup of tea and took a sip. This was actually the tea she liked to drink on weekdays. She didn't expect that this little green snake had such good taste.

"But is it because of Mingyao?" Qing Jing continued to tease the bug.

"Yeah." She put down the teacup in her hand and asked, "Do you like Mingyao?"

"like."

"How much I like him."

"The seas dry up and the rocks crumble, the mountains collapse and the earth cracks."

"Then why don't you marry her?"

"..." Qing Jing froze in place, and the branch in his hand suddenly fell on the table: "I have said many times that some things are not completed, so I can't marry."

"Since you have already decided that she is the one you can spend your life with, why can't you two face it together?"

"Because I'm not sure if this will become a reality in my lifetime."

"If these things never come true, are you planning to never marry her in this life?"

"No!" Qing Jing was a little flustered and immediately retorted: "I will marry her, but not now."

"He has been waiting for you for decades. No matter how long he waits, hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even until he dies, he cannot sleep in the same grave with you." She became more and more excited as she spoke.

Seeing that Qing Jing didn't respond, Mo Xiaolan stood up and turned her back to him: "Mingyao is the Ghost King's sister. There are many people who want to marry her, including some who truly love her and want to use her identity to climb up the social ladder. But she only likes you and wants you the most. She traveled thousands of miles just to find you in a corner of the world, but you hesitated to marry her. I can honestly say that you are not worthy of Mingyao."

Seeing that Mo Xiaolan was about to leave the yard, she heard Qing Jing shouting behind her: "I have a benefactor, who is like a second parent to me. She gave me the warmth of the world and made me experience all kinds of different emotions. I hope to get her blessing when I get married. This is my only wish in this life, but she..."

Hearing Qing Jing's words, Mo Xiaolan stopped and asked, "Is your benefactor unwilling to show up because he has retired to the mountains and forests?"

"No, she is temporarily gone."

"Temporarily?" Mo Xiaolan didn't quite understand the usage of this word.

"Although my benefactor is dead now and has been dead for many years, I believe that one day she will come back and return to this world. Because there are so many people she loves and people who love her waiting for her in this world, and I am waiting for her too." Qing Jing lowered his head and picked up the wooden stick on the table again.

"Then why don't you tell me straight? If you told me all this, I wouldn't have misunderstood you until now." Ming Yao rushed in and hugged him: "If you want to wait for her to come back, I will wait with you. I asked you for so long, but you refused to tell me the reason. I thought I was forcibly tying you to my side and making you unhappy, so you kept delaying our wedding."

Qing Jing obviously stayed where he was, looking up at the culprit standing outside the door.

Mo Xiaolan spread her hands and said, "My mission is completed. The rest is up to you two young people." After saying that, she ran out of the yard at a very fast speed.

Mingyao raised her head from his chest, two lines of tears still hanging on her small face. Qingjing helplessly reached out to wipe away her tears: "I'm sorry, I kept it a secret from you for so long because I really didn't know how to tell you. I feel very sorry for you, but without her blessing, the wedding would not be complete for me, but you have to bear unnecessary fear."

"I know that she is a benefactor who has transformed you. Without her, you wouldn't be who you are today, and I wouldn't have the chance to be in your arms today. So I am willing to wait with you, and I believe, just like you, that she will come back."

The breeze gently brushed over their bodies, bringing with it a string of lively bell sounds. They cuddled together tightly, confessing their innermost thoughts to each other.

On the other side, after completing the task, Mo Xiaolan was walking happily on the avenue. When passing by Nan Ge Palace, she happened to see rows of maids going in to clean the room. It seemed that the important person was not there, so she plucked up the courage to look into the room.

"Miss Youhuang." The maid bowed to him and said, "This is your majesty's residence. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter. Please respect yourself, young lady."

Hearing that he was brought by Ming Yao, those who did not know the truth thought that this was another beauty Ming Yao prepared for Mo Luofan. She came here at this time probably to explore the love of His Majesty so as to prescribe the right medicine.

Mo Xiaolan smiled awkwardly. When she heard the word "self-respect", she thought that this group of people must have had the wrong idea, but she might as well take advantage of it.

Then he took out a few ingots of silver from his purse and stuffed them into their hands: "I believe you all know the purpose of my coming here. Please don't make it public. I will definitely reward you after the task is accomplished."

Several maids weighed the silver in their hands and found that it was quite heavy, so they smiled with satisfaction: "Miss, don't blame me for not reminding you. Over the years, many beauties wanted to be with His Majesty, but none of them could get to the top. Please be careful."

"That's natural."

So the maidservant took the people who had cleaned the hall and left, and she was the only one left in the huge hall.

Looking closely at this magnificent palace, there was nothing unusual with all the builders.

She came to the bedroom and looked around. Nothing seemed to be wrong. She placed her hand in the middle of the wall and used her spiritual power to explore the entire bedroom. She found a place with particularly abundant spiritual power. That place was behind a painting of a faceless beauty.

At first she didn't pay much attention to this picture, but now looking at it, she felt that there might be a big mystery in this picture.

Looking at the picture carefully, he didn't know who the woman in the painting was at first. She was wearing a water blue dress, with her hair casually draped behind her and a cloak lazily draped over her shoulders. She was standing on the top of the roof, with a big bright moon behind her.

He took the picture down and put it behind the table. There was no movement.

Just when she was at a loss, there was always an inexplicable thing behind the wall attracting her, and this thing was extremely powerful.

But there seemed to be nothing wrong with the wall. She couldn't just break it with one punch. That would only be considered leaving evidence. Just as she was preparing to hang it up again, her hand accidentally touched the ink next to it. She subconsciously shook her hand and actually splashed the ink onto the face of the faceless beauty. The strange thing was that the ink on the beauty's face magically disappeared.

Mo Xiaolan frowned and wrote ink on other papers, but they did not disappear. It seemed that there was a problem with this picture.

"Are you asking me to finish this picture of the beauty?" Curiously, she picked up the brush on the table and drew eyes and nose on the beauty to make it a complete picture, but the ink on her face disappeared in the next second.

"It seems that I have gone off topic." He puffed his cheeks and thought for a while. Finally, he came up with a great idea. He poured all the ink on the beauty's face.