After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

Qingcheng and Yun Haochen were sitting leisurely by the window in the box on the third floor of another teahouse 100 meters away from the teahouse where Wangyou was, drinking tea while watching.

Qingcheng asked indifferently, "Guess what the Murong family would choose?"

Yun Haochen said casually: "Whatever they choose, it has nothing to do with me."

Qingcheng looked sideways and said with a smile, "How can you say that? How can you say that one is holding the title of your 'Prince Concubine' now! The other is your Yunlong Kingdom's serious general Zhenguo!"

Yun Haochen pulled her into his arms and tapped the tip of her nose, "Naughty."

Qingcheng chuckled a few times, grabbed his hand on his lips and pecked it, and said, "What's wrong? It's not allowed to make a joke?"

The corners of Yun Haochen's mouth curved up, and he nodded with a deep smile, "Yes, as long as you are happy."

Qingcheng raised her chin proudly, "That's natural."

"Seriously, why doesn't Yun Zhao seem to care about Murong Feixue? Actually, isn't it the right time for a hero to save the beauty?"

Yun Haochen looked at Yun Zhao in the distance, and replied lightly, "He will take action."

Qingcheng suddenly understood, "Okay! It's time for us to appear in a while." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Huh? Why is he here?"

"Who?" Yun Haochen asked in confusion.

Qingcheng gestured, "In a circle on the inner side of the square, next to Yun Zhao's side, there is a man dressed in white. Do you think he looks familiar?"

Only then did Yun Haochen pay attention, his eyes locked on the man, his eyes moved, "You have a three-point resemblance to you, but...he must not be your brother."

Qingcheng smiled and said, "Well, that's right, he's just a fake."

Yun Haochen immediately understood, "Is this the one that Yi Hantian arranged in the Luo family to appear as his adopted son?"

"It's him, just a chess piece." Qingcheng said, standing up, and suddenly realized, "Huh? Isn't that Wu Siyuan? They even came to join in the heat. By the way, Murong Feixue is still their senior sister, right?"

Yun Haochen felt a little disgusted when he heard the name, and directly pulled her back to sit beside him, "Damn, we don't care about them, you drink a few more cups of tea to quench your thirst, and we're ready to go."

Qingcheng couldn't help but want to laugh, and immediately took the teacup he handed over. "it is good."

drip...

Yun Haochen's contactor moved, and then he took it out and opened it, and instantly, cold air rose up around him.

Qingcheng felt strange, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yun Haochen put away the liaison device, restrained his breath, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just that someone is anxious to die..."

Looking at his expression, Qingcheng couldn't help but worry: "Haochen, I don't want you to hide anything from me."

Yun Haochen immediately took her into his arms and said with a chuckle, "It's just that someone is restless and starts to make small moves, don't worry! Your man is not so easily restrained."

Qingcheng chuckled lightly, "Okay."

For some reason, Feng Yiran always felt that there were a few too friendly glances coming from different directions, but he followed the line of sight, but he didn't see anyone, and he was even more puzzled.

The two boxes of Yun Haochen and Wangyou were set up with isolation barriers, and nothing inside could be seen or detected from the outside, unless their cultivation base was higher than the two of them.

The time in the square passed minute by minute, and I watched the incense burn out.

Yue Mobai stretched lazily, and the cold voice sounded again: "Okay, the time has come, have you thought about it?"