The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 79 The blue face is stunning, Jun Chuyang [4]

Qingying also knew that the jade ornament could not be lost, so she said quickly:

"Qingluan, go and get the jade ornaments back."

"But--"

"There should be someone protecting me. It will be fine. I'll wait for you here."

Qingluan looked around and found that there were indeed hidden guards not far away. Although she was very worried, she had to nod, "Miss, wait for me."

After speaking, he squeezed into the crowd to catch the thief.

Qingying looked at the crowd in the hall, then at Qingluan who had disappeared, turned around and stepped into the hall.

Knelt on the futon, closed her eyes lightly, and prayed with all her heart.

"If, if the gods and Buddhas really know, believers beg you to show mercy. Believers do not belong here, but since I was reborn here, it is fate. Believers accept their fate and dare not expect to return to the original place. The world, I just want to give me freedom, so that I will no longer be controlled by others. I want to be free, I want to belong to my own world, if I can achieve my wish, the believer is willing to pay all the price."

After suing, she picked up the stick next to it and began to shake it. A bamboo stick fell to the ground. She picked it up and looked at it, and saw that it read:

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but when he looked back, he was at the place where the lights were.

It was at the lighthouse?

Meaning, can this all come back to square one?In other words, she can get her own freedom?

Thinking of this, the lightness of the mood is better.

"Son—"

Qingluan's voice came from the side, lightly hugging Taohua and turning her head, smiling sweetly.

"Qing..." The voice suddenly stopped, and Qingqing felt that somewhere in her heart suddenly beat violently.

The person kneeling next to her was dressed in purple, extravagantly luxurious, with long hair like a waterfall flowing gorgeously beside him. His face was astonishingly beautiful, with purple eyes that shone brightly.

Jun, Chu, Yang.

These three words entered Qinglian's mind, and the wall called reason suddenly collapsed.

There are lanterns of faithful men and women hanging in the main hall, and the lights of the blossoming flowers are dizzy, reflecting how shockingly beautiful they are in those purple eyes.Behind Jun Chuyang, there is a lotus flower and a lamp with stalks. He is dressed in blue clothes like embroidered, with handsome eyebrows, and he is an unparalleled handsome man in the world.

As soon as Jun Chuyang made a wish to the gods and Buddhas, he heard the slender young man beside him turn his head and smile at him. When he looked again, he realized that the young man was actually Su Yinshuang.

She was holding a bouquet of brilliant peach blossoms in her arms, her pink face was soft and her smile was like a flower, it was really a human face with peach blossoms matching red—this was Su Yinshuang that he had never seen before.

However, compared to plum blossoms, perhaps, she is more suitable for peach blossoms.

Because her agility is far more beautiful than her arrogance, there is the purest smile between her brows and eyes, and all the peach blossoms in the world bloom in an instant.

The two people who were stunned at the same time looked at each other, Jun Chuyang slowly raised his hand, picked one of the peach blossoms in her bosom, and slowly stuck it in her rolled up hair.

Su Qingying is still dressed in men's clothes at the moment, but the brilliant peach blossoms on her hair make her simple and elegant look refined in vain.

Slowly, he closed his eyes and smiled, the smile on his lips was doting and gentle, melting the coldest snow and ice on the mountain.Jun Chuyang's face is already beautiful, with purple eyes, clear and shallow smile, eyebrows like black ink, it is a beauty that even men can be amazed by.

And that smile was so overwhelming, that it was overshadowed by countless lights and lights, only his blue face was so beautiful that people sighed, and they mistakenly thought that he was a fairy in the heavenly palace, and the clouds fell into the mortal world.

"Your Highness..." Muttering to herself, her voice seemed to float in from a distant sky.

(End of this chapter)