Not only was A Shang's reaction surprised. Even Wanqi Qing and Madam Mei were slightly surprised when they saw Mai Mai appear.

"Haha, Miss Lan." Mrs. Mei put away her surprise and smiled indifferently, "Come here and sit down. I will bring some supplements back from my parents' home and I want to invite Miss Lan to have some."

Mai Mai sat at the table generously, glanced at the black-colored soup on the table, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mrs. Mei without saying anything.

Wanqi Qing's eyes remained on her face, as if she wanted to find something from there. Why did she feel a little different? Is there more irresistible agility in her eyes, or more mysterious on her face.

Mrs. Mei's eyes signaled to Dong'er next to her, "Supply a bowl of Miss Lan."

"Yes," Dong'er put it in front of Mai Mai after serving it.

"Madam Mei," Mai Mai's eyes drooped slightly, calm and composed, "You haven't seen Mrs. Jie for a long time, right?"

Surprise flashed in her eyes, almost so much that no trace was left. Mrs. Mei smiled, "That's right, I haven't seen her since she left the house. Why did Miss Lan ask about this?"

Wanqi Qing looked at Mai Mai, and explored the eagle's eyes a little bit aggravated.

"It's nothing, I just met a woman who looks very much like her," Mai Mai picked up the bowl of soup, and blew it gently as if she was afraid of being hot. In fact, the bowl of soup had indeed lost its temperature.

Mrs. Mei's clear eyes stared at her, "Oh? There is such a thing. It's not surprising that there are so many people in the world who are similar."

"Indeed, nothing strange. I just remember this when I see Mrs. Mei." Mai shaking the soup in the bowl, but she didn't mean to drink it. "After all, you and Mrs. Jie are both the wife of King Qing. Seeing her..." He raised his eyes and looked straight at Mrs. Mei, "I will think of you."

Suddenly, a bowl in my hand fell to the ground, and the soup spilled all over the floor.

"Oh," Mai Mai exclaimed, and then said apologetically, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"Dong'er, please don't do it." Mrs. Mei smiled, "Miss Lan doesn't need to apologize." The indifference that belonged to her gradually became colder.

Wan Qiqing, who had never spoken, turned his eyes to the two of them and ordered the servant next to him, "Get down and prepare for dinner."

He turned his head and asked Mai Mai with concern, "Yun'er, do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare more."

Mai Mai pulled the corner of his mouth, "King Qing asked the wrong person, you should ask your wife, not me." His arrogant attitude made Wan Qi Qing's face immediately.

Mrs. Mei kept smiling elegantly and peacefully, but her hands under the table clenched. She kept telling herself that in his eyes, she would always be the elegant and dusty Meier.

"Yun'er, don't forget, you are my concubine." He forced himself to make such an excuse.

"Once upon a time." Mai Mai smiled and kindly reminded.

Looking into her eyes that could not smile in her eyes, Wan Qi Qing leaned towards her and slowly approached, "Forever." Ambiguous attitude and firm words formed a strong contrast. As proud as him and as domineering as he could say such a promise to a woman, not seen with his own eyes. How many people would believe it?

"King Qing, Mei'er is a little uncomfortable and wants to go back to Jinseju to rest first."

Madam Mei stood up, and without waiting for Wan Qiqing to nod, she bowed and took Dong'er away.

Staring at her back, Mai Mai shook his head. Such a light temperament shouldn't have done that. However, for the sake of the word "love", it must be reasonable.

The appearance of Mrs. Jie can be said to be accidental. It is not difficult to explain her hatred for herself. But when she told Qing'er's death, it would have to be thought-provoking. Qing'er's death was blocked from the outside world. How did she know about it for a long time? With the "accident" in the afternoon, all this became much more interesting.

She didn't think that Mrs. Jie would be so smart that she knew to use her identity as a deposed concubine to motivate the people. I'm afraid that it should be a master's advice.

Despite this, she still remembered the elegant woman in front of King Qing who spoke for herself and Qing'er.

"Are you ignoring me?"

Holding his arms and looking at Mai Mai who was thinking. After he said that, she was indifferent?

"Tomorrow, I will go back to the palace."

"What?" Wan Qi Qing's expression changed slightly, staring at her, "No! I don't allow it! Do you know that it is dangerous to do this?" He raised his eyes and said word by word, "I don't know how many people object to the war with Tiandu Kingdom. If you openly stand on my side, it may attract the attention of those who are interested. What if it is not good for you at that time? So, you must stay by my side."

"Haha," Mai Mai smiled dissatisfiedly, glanced at him with a faint look, "Qing'er is also by your side, what's the result?"

Wanqi Qing flashed a hint of embarrassment, his face full of regret.

Mai Mai stood up, "The only motivation for my life is to take revenge. Until then, I will not let myself have an accident."

Slowly walking towards the door, "Today, someone has announced that I was once a deposed concubine. The days ahead should be very exciting."

She changed, becoming a little bit rare for him to master. Just like the ethereal wind, which is clearly around him, can be felt but can never be caught.

He no longer stopped her decision. He knew very well that her idea of ​​living was to take revenge. If she interfered recklessly, it is unknown whether she would do the actions of the previous few days. This feeling was very bad. In addition to being frustrated, there was also a hint of panic, and she would lose her anxiety at any time.

The thin sunlight with a slightly cool warmth casts a few wisps lazily. The fallen leaves on the ground were lightly raised with the occasional wind, aimless and unknown where they would be sent. Yanxiaju still looked like when she left. The saints in white lined up and bent down respectfully at Mai Mai, "Welcome the Dragon Girl."

"Yes," Mai Mai Wei's head, "Go down."

"yes."

"Wow, Miss, you are so majestic." A Shang said enviously, "It's better to be by your side."

Mai Mai did not answer. For some reason, she brought A Shang into the palace. Perhaps, she was afraid of the loneliness when she was alone, but she was not willing to admit it.

"Miss, why do we have to go back to the palace?" A Shang asked carefully.

"I want to make sure something," Mai Mai stroked the somewhat bare branches, "a very important thing."

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He walked slowly towards the garden, his weak body was set against the white shirt. Although it still looked erratic, it became a little stronger. His calm eyes showed some perseverance, and his tightly pursed lips could no longer see the elegant curve that was almost perfect. But he was still handsome so that it made people reluctant to look away. The innate kingly aura gradually grew stronger invisibly, wrapping him in a dazzling halo.

The moment he stepped into the garden, he suddenly stopped. When Wubo's eyes saw the dusty blue, he was surprised and brought a pity to joy. His breathing gradually became disordered, and his unprecedented helplessness made him forget how to react.

When I turned around and saw the handsome face in my memory, my eyes swayed in a complicated way and flew in a flash.

"Are you better?" The kind question was like a greeting between friends. It made people unable to hear any abruptness.

After suppressing his strong emotions, Wanqiu responded calmly, "It's much better."

"Haha, that's good." Mai Mai walked comfortably in the garden, "The flowers are gone." As he said, he felt a little regretful. He thought he would see that pure white again.

"Yeah." He glanced at the withering yard, and he didn't know what to say.

Slowly closed her eyes, moved her pretty nose a few times, sniffing something, "They are still here, not leaving." She was like a passionate girl, waiting for her love. This feeling was the beauty brought to her by the lily of the valley.

Not only them, she didn't leave. She was always here, anywhere in his eyes.

Open his eyes and look at him who is as beautiful as a god. Regardless of whether he is surrounded by a splendor, his extraordinary handsomeness will always illuminate everything around him. The attachment and obsession in his eyes make Maimai smile gently.

He slowly walked to him and looked at him with his head raised. The pair of eyes that could suck the soul became more and more unexciting. He knew that he was already deeply trapped in it.

"Are you missing me?" The eyes, which were filled with mist, were confused.

The clear eyes were slightly closed, and he could not guess his mood. When he lifted it up again, it was already clear.

"Why are you?" He was powerless and sad.

This answer is not something he can give to her.

"Do you really want me to hate you?"

Looking into her helplessness and struggle, he nodded.

What she wants to know has already answered.

No longer confused, she stretched out her arms, hugged her waist, and leaned her head gently against his chest, "I hope you are missing me; I don't want that person to be you; I don't want you to hope I hate you."

This was her expectation in her heart, but unfortunately, reality is always cruel. Tightening her arms, she allowed herself to temporarily forget at this moment, just wanting to absorb his quiet breath.

He stiffened his body and let her hug him, lowered his head to look at her smiling. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. Even if this was her revenge, he would willingly fall in.

Raise your arms and circle her tightly.

No one talked about Qing'er or what happened that day. In this way, he snuggled tightly together and stood in Xiaoliang's garden.

After that, Mai Mai would come to Nianxi Palace almost every day, either playing chess with Wanqiu or telling jokes with him. The two seemed to have returned to the time they were in Huguo Temple, and deliberately forgot everything about Qing'er. Although such days were dull but pleasant, they could see their own figure in each other's eyes.

"Ya?" Liu Yingying was attracted by a burst of laughter as soon as she stepped into Nianxi Palace.

When she saw Mai Mai and Wanqiu sitting shoulder to shoulder on the feldstones in the garden, her eyes rose slightly with uncertainty.

"Huh? It's the princess." Mai Mai did not walk away awkwardly because of her appearance, but approached Wanqiu generously. "The princess has something to do?" His skillful attitude made Liu Yingying frown her eyebrows unhappily.

"It's nothing, just come and see if Yu's body is better?"

"Oh," Mai Mai responded cautiously, then smiled softly, "Since that's the case, I'll not disturb you anymore. Talk slowly, I'll go back first."

"I'll send someone to see you off." Wanqiu called Xiao Yu and gave a few words of advice.

Watching Mai Mai leave, Liu Yingying immediately asked, "Ye, what's going on? Didn't she hate you for killing your younger brother? Why..."

Seeing that Wanqi Wei did not answer, she asked again, "Ye, I don't believe you can't see it!"

Wanqi Qi waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say much. "I have a sense of my business." His indifferent tone was completely different from the gentle and soft words he treated Mai Mai.

Liu Yingying said anxiously, "You will regret doing this! The situation is urgent now, and we cannot make any mistakes!"

"It's not us, it's you."

Wanqiqi stood up, passed her and returned directly to the inner hall.
Chapter completed!