After being divorced by four fiancés, I became the Crown Princess of the Empire

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When Qu Qinglan came back, she still had a string of tails behind her.

Although the following carriage was very low-key, the guards hidden around and the family emblem on the curtain of the carriage clearly indicated their identity.It's the Rong family.

It is self-evident as to who is above.

Really do not know whether to live or die.

There was a trace of coldness in Qu Qinglan's eyes, and a potion bottle was quietly added in his hand.

The transparent liquid flows slightly in the bottle with the driving of the carriage, and the sunlight refracts into the water through the bottle body, as if shimmering stars, but the name of the medicine marked on the bottle mouth makes people shudder.

"The Siren's Dreamland", seeing the poison of blood sealing the throat, can make people die silently in the dreamland.

"Not yet..." Qu Qinglan warned herself in her heart.But when he thought of Qu Jing's concern for Rong Qianling, he couldn't bear it even if he was pretending.

The carriage quickly stopped at the gate of Qu's house, Qu Qinglan got off the car, and Qu Jing was waiting for him in the front hall.Seeing his tired expression, Qu Jing asked worriedly: "Are you too tired? Do you want to go back and sleep for a while?"

"I'm fine." Qu Qinglan shook her head, but her tone was much lazier than usual.

Instead of going upstairs to change clothes, Qu Qinglan went straight to Qu Jing and sat on the ground at his feet.

His body leaned on Qujing's legs, his head rested on Qujing's knees inadvertently, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Rong Qianling woke up?" Qu Jing's hand caressed Qu Qinglan's hair. After a short while, a pair of furry cat ears stood upright between the platinum blonde hair. Lay softly on top of your head.

And Qu Qinglan seemed to be falling asleep, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Her hoarse voice was no longer as clear as it used to be, and the vague ending sounded a bit like she was acting like a baby.It was rare to see Qu Qinglan's soft appearance, and Qu Jia's tone couldn't help but be a little more doting: "Then you also sleep for a while, since Rong Qianling is awake, I don't know what to do."

"Okay." Qu Qinglan raised her head and looked at Qujing, seeing his gentle eyes, hesitated for a while, then tentatively rubbed Qujing's hand to see if he had no objection, and then danced lightly in the shape of a beast Knees on the meander.

Qujing held him in his arms, combing his hair while thinking about it.

It's almost time, it's time to close the net.

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Lujia

Lu Mingyuan finally finished all the aftermath work, but looking at the investigation records of his subordinates, he frowned involuntarily.

Rong Qianling's bitter plan finally succeeded.

Even if he deliberately stimulated Qujing to remind him of Rong Qianling's bad behavior before, it was too late.

Qu Zhi is soft in nature, Rong Qianling would not hesitate to lose his life for him.Therefore, even if Qujing knew that he was faking, he couldn't turn a blind eye to him.

Right now, Qu Qinglan will come forward to save people, which is enough to explain the situation.

If the situation was allowed to develop, and when Rong Qianling got his hands, he would have no chance to stand up.Therefore, he cannot sit still.

"Patriarch." A confidant knocked on the door and came in and said to Lu Mingyuan, "There has been movement at Rong Qianling's side."

"Understood." Lu Mingyuan got up immediately after listening, and ordered: "Pack up your things, let's go to the Qu's house."

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It was just before evening, and there were quite a few people rushing their carriages home or shopping on the road.

The Lu family is a vassal family of the Qu family, and the distance between the two families is not far away, only a few minutes away.Therefore, even though it was much later than Rong Qianling's time to go out, Lu Mingyuan arrived at the Qu's house earlier than when Rong Qianling arrived.

Originally, Lu Mingyuan thought that it would be very difficult for him to see Qu Jing, but he did not expect that after the attendant responded, Qu Jing met him without saying anything.

Leaving the attendant outside the door, Lu Mingyuan entered the Qu's house alone.

Passing through the front hall and going up to the second floor, Lu Mingyuan stood in front of the winding bedroom, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

This is the most familiar place for composer Lu Mingyuan.When he was a child, he served as the guard of the winding path, and this was where he visited most often, and his room was arranged next door.

Later, he got engaged to Qujing, every time he came to look for Qujing, Qujing also personally entertained him here.After a few years now, when he returned to the old place again, Lu Mingyuan's heart couldn't help but feel a wave of turmoil.

He raised his hand to knock on the door, and only opened it to enter the house after getting a response.

The young man sitting by the window quietly sipping tea, has elegant manners and gentle eyes.It is quite different from the cowardly and weak appearance in his impression.But Lu Mingyuan knew very well in his heart that this child has not changed at all.Especially the heart that can give everything for the lover hidden under the appearance is still so clear that people can't help but want to plunder and turn it into their own.

"Long time no see." Lu Mingyuan spoke first.

"It's been a long time." Qu Jing nodded coldly.

"But you haven't changed at all, you are still a nostalgic person." Sensitively aware of the flash of disgust in Qu Jing's eyes, Lu Mingyuan understood that he probably remembered everything.

Good lobbyists are always able to clearly identify the best angles to intervene.Lu Mingyuan did not sit down, but walked around the winding room.In a hidden corner, he squatted down and tapped the wall lightly.

With the strength of his fingers, some bricks moved, and then a small hole appeared somewhere.

"Sure enough, it's still there. I really miss it a little bit." Lu Mingyuan's tone brought a rare smile, and his usually cold face became softer: "You were afraid of the dark when you were young, but you didn't dare to tell others, I always forcibly endure it by myself, afraid of causing trouble to others. At that time, I slept next to you and accidentally discovered this secret. Later, I thought of a way and dug a hole here. If you can’t sleep at night, knock on the wall, I turned into a beast and came here to coax you. More than ten years have passed in a flash."

"So what are you doing here today?"

"Can we start over?" Lu Mingyuan said very affectionately: "We have always had a lot of misunderstandings, and I did treat you badly. I don't want to deny what I did in the past, but I'm sure I treat you now Your heart. So winding path, can you give me a chance to stay by your side?"

"What if I say I don't agree?" Qu Jing sarcastically said, "Are you going to use some means to force me to sign a contract with you again? Lu Mingyuan, what qualifications do you think you have to make me turn back?"

What Qu Jing said was very unfeeling, but Lu Mingyuan sensitively sensed a trace of disobedience.He didn't answer the question of the winding path immediately, but looked at him quietly for a while.

As if stabbed by his focused eyes, he turned his head awkwardly, but Lu Mingyuan suddenly smiled.

"You really haven't fully recovered your memory." Lu Mingyuan is very sure, but his words are still hinting without trace: "All you know is what Qu Qinglan told you, or you saw it through the contract of God, right? ?”

"What did you say?" Qujing's eyes panicked for a moment.

Lu Mingyuan walked up to him and bent down to look at his face.Qu Jing subconsciously wanted to dodge, but was taken aback by Lu Mingyuan's next actions.

Because Lu Mingyuan made a sudden move and pulled out the ribbon that tied Qu Jing's hair from the back of his head.

"So what do you want to do?" Seemingly a little flustered, Qu Zhi's hands on his waist tightened.

Lu Mingyuan took a step back in a timely manner and pushed to a safe distance.Because he knew that there was a whip on the winding path, if he was restless, he might be tied up and put on a chair in the next second.

The test has come here, and the result has already been obtained.Sitting in front of him was still the little prince Jincheng from the City of Dorothea.Qu Qinglan's medicine was heavy, not only obliterated Qu Jing's original memory, but also changed his personality so much that even if he remembered some of the past, he couldn't fully empathize with it, instead he looked like an outsider.

So, after all, Qu Qinglan made wedding dresses for others.No matter how powerful the pharmacist's methods are, they can wash away memories, but they can't confuse people's hearts.

"Qujing won't use this color, only golden orange." Rubbing the hairband in his hand, Lu Mingyuan's tone became a little lower, and the smile on the corner of his lips was replaced by Qujing as the little prince. Which one is your favorite: "Orange, tell me, what did you see?"

"A lot..." Qujing lowered his head: "So I think I should hate you."

"Then hate me." A hint of cunning flashed in Lu Mingyuan's eyes: "You are no longer who you used to be, and I have deeply regretted it after going through so many things, so isn't it the best time for us now? You can hate me, you can even loathe me. But this does not prevent you from giving me a chance to pursue you again. "

Lu Mingyuan's words were strongly suggestive, and Qujing seemed to be confused by this false hint, but he calmed down in just a moment.

"I'm sorry, please go back!" Qujing looked at Lu Mingyuan: "You are right, I am now Jincheng, not Qujing, there is no doubt about that. But I also carry the memory of Qujing, So, after seeing your so-called methods of treating true love in the past, I'm sorry, but I can't accept you."

"I think we don't need to meet again in the future." After Qu Jing finished speaking, he ordered his attendants to see off the guests without even giving him any chance to explain.

But Lu Mingyuan was sensitively aware of Qujing's last expression before turning around, as if there was some deep meaning hidden in it.

At this time, at the entrance of the Qu family's old house, a wheelchair was placed in a very inconspicuous corner of the back door, on which lay a dying cat with folded ears.The cat was so small, it was still in the shape of a cub, and it was almost impossible to spot it without looking carefully.

It was already spring in the imperial capital, and although the temperature had warmed up, the cub's fur still couldn't withstand the cold wind, so the small folded-eared cat shrank into a ball, looking more and more weak and pitiful.