Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

Murong Mingxun was held softly in his arms, Qingqing's head rested on his forehead and chest, and she could clearly hear the thunderous heartbeat in her ears. This man treated herself very carefully, but she couldn't be like him.

The same sacrifice. Murong Mingxun's hand holding her trembled and tightened around her waist, holding her tightly, fearing that the person in front of him would disappear if he let go, "Promise me, you won't scare me like this again."

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He could not experience this kind of fear again and again. Unknowingly, his love for her grew deeper and deeper, and he could not bear the pain of losing her.

"It hurts..." Qingqing didn't want to be confused by his expression of emotion, and her heart began to be touched.

"Where does it hurt? I'll call the old doctor." Murong Mingxun turned around and wanted to go out, but was pulled by Qingqing.

"I'm fine, I just feel a little tired." Qingqing looked tired.

"Well, have a good rest, I will always be with you," he promised softly, watching her close her eyes, knowing in his heart that she was resisting him.

It doesn't matter, Qingqing. I will let you accept me, and I will love you better than Long Shuyu. Who said that domineering and kingly people only have ambitions, that's because no one has discovered their tenderness.

In "Moonlight Pavilion"...

"Han Yan, do you have any good ideas?" Yue Ye leaned against the window sill and watched what was going on outside.

"Yueye, what is the background of this woman? You seem to be hiding a lot of things from me?" Han Yan is not an ordinary woman. Being able to have a certain status in this villa cannot be achieved only by beauty and body.

Yue Ye looked at Han Yan with cold eyes and chuckled, "That's not important. What's important is that if this woman lives, you won't have a chance to succeed and may even be sent out of the village." He had spotted this woman's ambition.

"You mean, Mingxun will send me away for that woman?" Han Yan didn't want to believe it, this was a blow to her.

The moonlit night was not looking at her, and the ambitious woman had the ugliest face, "Didn't you see the owner's attitude towards that witch today? It will be a matter of time before you are sent away."

"I don't want to believe that no one will replace me after I have been with the owner for so many years," Han Yan said to himself, shaking his head.

"I thought you were smart, but now it seems that you are just a woman who likes to deceive herself and others. I really misjudged you." After Yue Ye said this, she walked out.

Han Yan's body continued to tremble, "You stop, if I help you get rid of her, you have to help me sit on the owner's wife's seat."

Yue Ye secretly laughed in her heart, "You really know how to dream. If you kill that witch, will the village owner let you go?" He pretended to think for a moment and replied, "I will help you."

Two men and women, each with their own secrets, hit it off like this.