invincible ugly queen

Chapter 101 Nangong Bo's revenge plan (2)
"Qingqing invited me here, there must be something very important to tell me, you two don't make guesses. And I believe that Qingqing will never hurt me—" He said the last sentence very well. Affirmative, then my feet lightly tapped on the stone steps by the side of the road like the wind, and the speed was even faster. I secretly decided in my heart: "This time, I will never let go of your hand."

The two guards had no choice but to keep up.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chu Shaoqiu finally reached the top of Misty Peak, and from a distance, he saw a delicate figure standing proudly in the wind.

Nangong Wanqing stood quietly at the Lookout Pavilion on the top of Misty Peak. The pavilion was built close to the cliff, overlooking the distant cliff. In front of it was a towering mountain peak, with no end in sight, and a vast expanse of white mist Surrounded by endless mountain peaks, it is no wonder that this place is called Misty Peak, and it really has the meaning of etherealness from a distance.

Looking fixedly at the lavender figure, Chu Shaoqiu's eyes were filled with tenderness, and his eyes were a little obsessed. His originally quick steps turned very slow, and he walked step by step towards the person who was thinking about it day and night. .She just turned her back to her, hidden in the emerald green of the mountains, the mountain wind blew her dress, the dress was curled up, the skirt was fluttering, and the blue silk of the black satin was also blown by the wind, the whole person was not beautiful It is a woman in the world.

Walking into him step by step, with deep eyes fixed, she softly called: "Qing'er—"

Nangong Wanqing was shocked by the gentle voice and the intimate call. She had a strong resistance and rebellious mentality when they met each other before, she never listened carefully to his words, and deliberately avoided contact with him every time. But this time it was unavoidable, hearing his call full of tenderness suddenly, Nangong Wanqing's heart almost lost again.Quickly shaking his head to wake himself up, recalling the purpose of coming this time, he regained his composure, turned around and looked at her calmly.

This is the face that I think about day and night. Now she has detoxified, her face is not as ugly as before, and the black bruise on the left side of her face has long since disappeared.It turns out that she was born in such a beautiful country, so beautiful, so beautiful, she used to be able to make herself unable to extricate herself and lose her way, but now she is even more amazing, making herself surprised and excited, and she can no longer look away .

The two watched quietly, for a while they didn't know how to speak, and finally Nangong Wanqing broke the silence and said: "I invited you here today to get back the ashes of my father, Wang Nangonglie."

"Ashes?" Puzzled, he hurriedly explained: "Three years ago, I found a quiet place for your father to bury, and there were special people to watch over it."

"You're that good?" Nangong Wanqing sneered, she could never forget the scene when they cruelly tore her father into five horses.His father was a soldier and horse all his life, and he was the regent king. He tried his best to Chu State, but he ended up with such a result.Even if they once had disagreements in politics, he couldn't be so cruel, tearing his body apart and turning his bones into ashes. Is there anything more terrible than this in the world?
I still remember the desperate eyes of my father before he died, I still remember my father's bloody body, the endless winding blood in front of my eyes stained her snow-white clothes, so ferocious, a piece of red wished to engulf her, even if she was already Three full years have passed, but such nightmares still haunt her every night, and every time she thinks about it, she feels pain.

"Qing'er, why do you just refuse to believe me?" He strode forward and shook her shoulders fiercely: "Even if I didn't like him before, I wouldn't do such vicious things, would I? This kind of thing is something I don't care about—"

(End of this chapter)