Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

Qingqing sat on her favorite chair before, trying to distance herself from Long Shuyu so as not to accidentally be seduced again.

Is it a coincidence that Long Shuyu never took his eyes off her? She was sitting in Qing Qing's favorite seat, and her provocative eyes just now looked like Qing Qing's, he thought.

The look in the emperor's eyes now seems to be the same as when he first saw Qingqing. He won't fall in love so quickly! Long Shuran looked at Qingqing who was sitting at the window with cold eyes.

Duanmu Chenye, who had been sitting silently by the side, looked at the expressions of the people in the room and sighed in his heart: "It's true that the authorities are obsessed with it, but the onlookers know clearly. Long Shuyu's love is so hot that it can burn himself and Qingqing. And Long Shuran

The love for Yun Qing is so bleak. Even if he has a little emotion for Yun Qing, Yun Qing's status will not surpass Qing Qing. I hope Long Shuran can open his mind and get his own love."

"Wang, I want to walk around, I hope you can allow it" Qingqing asked politely.

"Of course, it's rare that you would be interested in the palace." Long Shuran intuitively rejected his idea just now. This woman cannot be Qingqing.

"Xueqing, I'm going to accompany you for my brother's sake..." Qingqing shook her head, and Duanmu Chenye didn't know what to say.

Qingqing searched for her past memories along the way and quickly arrived at her destination.

It's still the crystal clear river, it's still the endless stretch into the forest, it's still the "Xiaoyao Bieyuan" in the dream. Long Shuyu's figure enlarged in his mind, he could no longer control it, and he allowed himself to temporarily forget the mission of entering the palace.

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One person is intoxicated, the other enjoys the longing.

Screams and cries woke up Qingqing. She moved towards the place where the noise was coming and turned around a rockery. Not far away, there was a woman wearing a gorgeous dress. Her charming and enchanting face was full of anger, which greatly affected her.

Aesthetics.

"Damn girl, you still dare to talk back. I won't beat you to death today." The woman scolded and kicked the weak body on the ground.

Qingqing took another step forward, worrying about whether she should meddle in this matter and not wanting to affect the overall situation because of her impulsiveness.

"Master, please spare me!" The little girl on the ground kept begging.

"Even you girls dare to talk about me behind my back. If it weren't for that damn princess, I should be the one next to the king now. What's so good about that yellow-haired princess who leaves the palace without permission? I don't know if she's with someone else.

Did your man eloped?" The woman couldn't stop insulting her.

Qingqing couldn't listen anymore. She originally wanted to let her go so as not to cause trouble. But it seemed that the yellow-haired girl in her mouth was herself, so she couldn't stay out of it. She quickly walked out from behind the rockery, her sharp eyes full of cold light.

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"Who?" The charming woman opened her mouth and glared at Qing Qing who walked in front of her.

You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t look at it, it was so amazing at first glance. Qingqing couldn’t help but laugh out loud. She really couldn’t find anything through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get here. This woman was none other than the person who once put her hand into Long Shuyu’s clothes.

And this hand seemed unable to escape her grasp.

"You don't deserve to ask who I am. People like you who destroy the natural environment should find a place to solve the problem yourself." Qingqing ignored her at all and helped up the dying maid who was lying on the ground.

"You... you ugly masked girl, how dare you insult me?" The charming shadow was gone, leaving only a miserable expression.