spoiled to death

Yu Wenjing stumbled and chased after him, but there was no one left outside.

She subconsciously took two steps forward, and her left foot touched the ceramic plate.

She lowered her head, and saw that it was a very fresh peach blossom cake, which was white and lovely, and was carefully arranged on the plate.

"Yuehua." She murmured, and immediately stood up and said loyally to Yuwen who was still in the room, "It's Yuehua."

"What is Yuehua? Oh, I asked her to look at you last night."

Yu Wenjing shook his head: "I'm not talking about this, that tattoo, that goshawk tattoo, I saw it on Yuehua's body."

She was emotional, so she couldn't distill out important information.

"No wonder, it's possible. Didn't I say that the little guy is from the Fufeng royal family? I didn't expect her to be the heir of Yuerong's family. There are quite a lot of Fufeng heirs. If you don't mention it, Dad hasn't thought of it yet."

Yu Wenjing was pissed to death by this father who only knew how to fight.

"Han Zhan was born with a lot of trouble, and brought a granddaughter named Han Kui. That Han Kui is actually Yuehua. I used to see the goshawk tattoo on Han Kui."

"Han Kui went to Qiuji last night and said that Qiuji was a descendant of Fufeng and wanted to take her back. That must be how Qiuji disappeared."

"Since Yuehua herself is the same, why does she have to go back instead of going back by herself, and she has been pretending to be Han Kui since a year ago? This shows that going back is not beneficial, and going back to Qiuji will definitely cause trouble."

She was finally able to make things clear.

However, Yu Wenzhong was completely dizzy.

He waved his hand: "Jing'er, what is your focus now?"

Yu Wenjing frowned: "Go to the dark guard and get Yuehua back. I have something to ask her. Then I send someone to find Qiuji. The Fufeng Mission has not left yet, so Qiuji must be there."

Yu Wenzhong shook his head: "Stop making trouble, where is the Fufeng Mission a place where you just want to break in? Your father and I can't just go in casually. You have to show your appearance anyway? Don't go there. , you three-legged cat kung fu, something must happen if you go, Han Zhansheng is perverted and brutal, you don't know it."

Yu Wenjing didn't want to talk to him, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Jing'er!" Yu Wenzhong left to catch up, but unexpectedly saw Yu Wenjing's face dripping wet.

"Father, I...I cannot lose Qiuji."

From the first time I met her, I knew she was different from others, and everything was worth it for her.

"Why?" Yu Wenzhong let go of her, a little in disbelief, "I thought you wouldn't show affection."

Yu Wenjing pursed her lips and forced a smile: "I have seen Qiu Ji a long time ago, she is the little mute I have been thinking about all the time."

Yu Wenzhong gasped, his pupils dilated: "Are you serious?"

"En." Yu Wenjing nodded, "So I can't lose her anymore."

Yu Wenzhong stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to persuade him, and finally turned into a helpless smile: "You know what? I always thought that the little mute was a dispensable part, but Nian Rong always insisted that the little mute had a very deep meaning for you. The influence. She has been very afraid of you repeating the same mistakes, so afraid of you falling in love with anyone."

"I used to laugh at her for worrying too much, but I didn't expect that now, she is really a prophecy."

"You have grown up, you should have been complicated by what you have done, you go, I will wait for you in the mansion."

Yu Wenjing looked at her father in a daze, and finally shed tears: "You say that, it really seems that I was useless before."

She turned and left, put on her shoes at the gate of the mansion, and stepped out of the general's mansion.

The General's Mansion is very close to the Fufeng Mission, but it was the first time for Yu Wenjing to feel that the walk was so long.

She walked through the night market with Qiuji, and recalled the scene when Qiuji was carrying her on her back. Those are beautiful memories worth cherishing.

If she was too young and ignorant, childish and impulsive, selfish and indifferent, she couldn't see her heart clearly.

From the beginning until now, in fact, Qiuji was the only one.

She stood outside the embassy, ​​reported her name, and waited in front of the door. She had never been so restrained and quiet.

The door of the post house opened slowly, and before she entered, she saw Han Kui's face behind the door.

She stopped immediately, thinking that Han Kui was about to say something.

But Han Kui just made a gesture of inviting her in and let her in.

"Miss."

Yu Wenjing looked at Han Kui, and couldn't help but want to touch that face to see if it was a dick.

"This is the real face, miss. Yuehua's face is fake. Those wounds healed a long time ago, and the scars are from the mask. Otherwise, why couldn't Yuehua express herself?"

Han Kui's smile was slightly different from Yuehua's gentleness. The corners of her mouth were elongated dramatically, making her look flirtatious. Then she took Yu Wenjing's hand and touched her face.

Yu Wenjing followed Han Kui's hand and slapped him straight across the face.

Han Kui's face was flushed, but the mask did not come off.

Yu Wenjing sneered, and it turned out that this face was real.

"I already know, maybe you're not called Han Kui either? Maybe your real name is Yuehua, you're also from the Fufeng royal family, right? Then why don't you go back to succeed yourself, and take Qiuji back after going through all kinds of hardships?" ?”

Han Kui touched her hot cheeks, and the skin was probably broken: "Miss, I thought I made it very clear at the banquet that day. I pretended to be Han Kui and lurked beside her a year ago just to take her back , I was prepared to have a long time, because the Queen's body was still very good at that time... It's just that I didn't think that you would meet her."

"Then why are you in such a hurry now? You return the autumn thorns." Yu Wenjing said and wanted to slap him, but Han Kui grabbed him tightly.

Han Kui's cold palms were in stark contrast to Yu Wenjing's fiery body.

"Because the Queen's body is failing."

Yu Wenjing obviously didn't believe it.

"General Han came here this time to bring an heir back. He was looking for me, but I refused, but in order not to be caught by him and brainwashed by secret techniques to inherit the throne, I agreed to find him for him. That little mute who was sent back to Da Chong."

"So this is a multiple-choice question. If Qiuji doesn't go back, then I will be the one who goes back. Human nature is selfish, so it's only natural that I don't want to go back."

Yu Wenjing broke away from Han Kui's grip on her hand, clicked her tongue in pain, and there was a large red mark on her wrist.

"I'm not talking nonsense with you, where is Qiuji?"

Han Kui, or Yuehua, looked at her condescendingly, and said after a long while: "Now I also give you two choices. First, Qiuji will go back to inherit the throne. Because she resists in her heart, she may be controlled by secret techniques." To become a puppet, she will be dedicated to Fufeng, but she can live forever. Second, I will go back to Fufeng to inherit the throne, because I have chosen to be willing, and I will not be controlled by secret techniques. If you are willing to go back to Fufeng with me, I can too. Choose to let her go, she will not live like a puppet."

Yu Wenjing looked down at his red wrist: "Don't you know that I have always been cold about relationships? What's the point of you asking me to go back, I can't possibly fall in love with you."

Han Kui also looked at Yu Wenjing's arm, and seemed to feel that he had hit harder just now: "It doesn't matter, I always believe that time can change everything, and you are not a single-minded person. After a long time, you will naturally change. "

She suddenly remembered the agreement she had made with the Seventh Prince Da Chong before she heard that Her Majesty the Empress was seriously ill. She wanted to destroy Yuwenjing and Yuwenjing's family, so that she could justifiably save this rag doll, take care of her, and protect her , Let Qiuji go back to Fufeng to succeed her, and she and Yuwenjing go back to the mountains and forests.

People like Yu Wenjing will only trust themselves, only rely on themselves, and only be grateful to themselves.

In the end, I only love myself.

It's a pity that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes. Her Majesty the Queen is about to die, and Qiuji refuses to go back. Yuwenjing also met Qiuji.

Everything is going in the worst direction.

She no longer has the best solution, she can only take one step at a time.

Yu Wenjing raised his head, this person had been with him for so long, but it seemed like he met her for the first time today.

"I don't know if there are other options."

Han Kui shook his head: "The queen is about to die, and the deadline given by General Han is today's sunset."

"So I leave the right to choose to you."

Yu Wenjing turned his head to look at the sky outside, and it was obvious that sunset would soon be coming.

"If I didn't come today, how would you choose?"

"I know you well, and I know you will come."

He quickly reached out his hand, trying to caress the scar on Yu Wenjing's wrist, but Yu Wenjing dodged it.

She closed her eyes, seeming a little sad: "If you choose number one, I won't get you, and you won't get Qiuji. If you choose second, I'll get you and let Qiuji go."

Obviously I am the one who is always by your side, why do you only know how to love those autumn thorns one by one?

So what if they love you, what they love is the illusion you played, only me who was with you since childhood, is the one who really understands you and agrees that you like you.

Yu Wenjing looked at the half-set sun, and the halo made the whole street golden.

She raised the corners of her lips, and her smile was as exquisite as before: "Then I choose the second one?"

You want to destroy me and then be with me is the way you love me.

I left her the way I loved her.

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