Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

Lan Xiu held the marriage certificate in his hand and was in a daze. When he heard Di Shiyin's faint warning, he subconsciously opened his mouth, as if he wanted to defend Luo Qingyu, but Di Shiyin walked too fast and he had no chance...

He couldn't help but look at Luo Qingyu. Luo Qingyu was still sitting there, his body upright, his face was pale, his red lips were pursed tightly, and they had long lost their color.

She was confused, and the only thing she felt was pain, unspeakable pain!

A heart feels like being pierced by an icy sword. It hurts to the extreme and is extremely cold...

Now he looks down on her at all!

In his eyes, she was just a little fairy trying every possible means to climb up, as humble as an ant——

Her eyes were wandering, drifting towards the marriage certificate, a bright red marriage certificate, with a pair of winged birds and branches printed on it, and the two names were closely attached to each other——

Emperor Shiyin, Yanchi——

Those two words hurt her eyes hard!

Eight days, they will get married in eight days——

So what else can she do? How else can she do it?

My heart is empty, and it is the first time in my life that I am so desperate!

Endless despair!

It turns out that love can be so painful, so heart-gnawing and bone-gnawing——

I can see you and hear you, but you treat me like a stranger...

Her face was so pale that Lan Xiu almost didn't dare to look at the real despair on her face. He saw her eyes staring blankly at the marriage certificate in his hand and hurriedly put it away.

Wanting to change the subject: "Qinglan, I...I'll show you the resentful spirit..."

Luo Qingyu lowered his eyes and slowly lowered his sleeves: "No need, don't tarnish your reputation."

Her voice is light and airy, and so is her person.

Lan Xiu's blood surged upwards: "Qing Lan, he doesn't know the inside story. I'm afraid it's not good if there is really a resentful spirit in you. It's better to expel it as soon as possible."

Luo Qingyu shook his head, stood up slowly, and smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter. You are busy." She turned and left.

"Qing Lan——" Lan Xiu was worried and couldn't help but call her again.

Luo Qingyu didn't look back, he just waved his hand back and turned around.

Her body is always upright, but her back looks a bit bleak...

Lan Xiu was stunned as he looked at the red wedding invitation in his sleeve. He and Di Shiyin were not close, they just had an ordinary relationship with immortals.

He never expected that Di Shiyin would come to deliver the wedding invitation in person. Wouldn't it be enough to send a waiter for such a thing?

Why did he come in person?

Is it because he is Yan Chi's master and came in person to show respect?

Shaking his head, he couldn't figure it out.

Thinking of Luo Qingyu, his heart ached. This blow would be fatal to this girl, right?

She - don't let her think about it -

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. Finally he couldn't hold back his anger and ran towards Luo Qingyu's room.

The door was ajar, and there was no movement inside.

"Qinglan, Qinglan..." he called her outside the door.

After all, it was night, so it would not be good for him to rush in blindly.

"Lan Xiu, what's the matter?"

Luo Qingyu's voice came from the door. His voice was calm, and it didn't look like he was sad and wanted to commit suicide.