After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

At this time, on the boat not far away, Baili Changjue and Ye Lixue had their eyes wide open since the moment the white veil was torn off. Although they did not see everything, with their excellent eyesight, how could they miss Luo Qun under the beauty's feet and the skin that was faintly visible. Although it was covered by a long robe, it could not hide the unparalleled beauty.

It's such a pity that such a beauty fell into the wolf's mouth. It's also a pity that they had no share of this beautiful scenery. It seems that Prince Murong is still so stingy!

Yu Qingli didn't care about her miserable appearance at this moment. Her goal was to get the information that Murong Yanhui knew and didn't know. In her previous life, she thought she knew that person very well and married him in a confused way, but fell into his hands and ruined her life.

This time, she would never repeat the mistakes of the past, and would never be so ignorant and confused again. She would make all preparations before the wedding, and then, bit by bit, make that person return the pain she had endured in the past.

This pain, this hatred, though fleeting, etched itself deeply in Murong Yanhui's eyes. What secrets did this woman harbor? Why did she always harbor such hatred? The deep hatred that seemed to seep from her very bones gave this woman an aura of "keep away from all who come near."

He doesn’t like it! He really doesn’t like it!

Yu Qingli, however, restrained her emotions at this moment, stretched out her hand, and without saying a word, stared closely at the stack of information in Murong Yanhui's hand.

I don’t know if it was because of the chill around Yu Qingli, or if Murong Yanhui finally had a change of heart, but this time, he didn’t continue to make things difficult for Yu Qingli and directly handed the information to her.

Yu Qingli took the information and put it into her sleeve without even looking at it, with a nonchalant look on her face, as if the previous Yu Qingli who was full of hatred was completely different from the one in front of her.

Huh? Murong Yanhui raised an eyebrow, his emotions changing faster than his own.

"Mother, mother..."

A small figure floated into the pavilion like the wind, with a long string in its chubby little hand, and Qingjiu, who looked at him with a face full of both laughter and tears, followed behind it.

Before Murong Yue could even get close to Yu Qingli, a large hand grabbed her collar and said in a commanding tone, "What are you doing, little brat?"

Yu Qingli tightened her outer robe and looked at Murong Yue who suddenly rushed in. She understood that if she had been pounced on by this little kid just now, her robe would have fallen off, and maybe even her underwear would have been accidentally pulled off. Murong Yue's move just now actually saved herself.

Humph! He was the one who caused this situation, and now he's trying to act like a good guy? She, Yu Qingli, is still unwilling to accept his kindness.

At this time, Qingjiu who was outside the pavilion had already seen the scene in the pavilion, and he couldn't help but feel surprised. It had only been a few hours since they last met, so how come the prince's coat was on Miss Yu's shoulders? And if he was not mistaken about the flowers, then the thing on the ground could be Miss Yu's dress?

Could it be that...

Ah! His prince executed Miss Yu right here in this pavilion?

His suspicious eyes moved cautiously between Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli, and he shed tears for Miss Yu in his heart. His prince was becoming more and more... bold.

A cold glance quickly swept over Qingjiu, and Qingjiu shrank his shoulders. Really, is this prince a god? Even the secret thoughts in his heart seemed to be seen clearly.

Murong Yanhui snorted coldly, then turned to Murong Yue and said, "Didn't I ask Qingjiu to go fly a kite with you? Why are you here again?"

Murong Yue pouted and pointed at Qingjiu outside the pavilion, "Uncle Qingjiu doesn't want to play with me."

Qingjiu rolled his eyes at the sky. The young master had really learned the trick of being the first to complain from the prince. Now that he was in this state, how could he still play with him?

Yu Qingli looked in the direction of Murong Yue's chubby fingers, and then she noticed that the man named Qingjiu was carrying a strange-looking thing on his back. It didn't look like a kite. Where could there be such a big kite?

Murong Yan raised an eyebrow, "What's going on?"

"Your Highness, the young master wants to turn me into a kite and fly me up!" Qingjiu said very aggrievedly. Murong Yan replied with both anger and amusement. This brat, how come his little head is filled with so many messy things?

Murong Yue looked aggrieved. "The kite was flying so high. I wanted to fly up there too, but I was scared. So I asked Uncle Qingjiu to help me go up there and take a look."

Qingjiu felt more and more aggrieved. He was a human, not a bird. Even if he had wings on his back, he couldn't turn into a kite and fly into the sky. If he had that kind of ability, why would he still be here serving as a servant? This young master was really forcing him to do things against his will.

Putting Murong Yue down, Murong Yanhui stroked his chin. He wanted to fly, how easy it was. He turned to Yu Qingli and asked, "Do you want to fly?"

Before Yu Qingli could say anything, Murong Yue had already thrown away the kite string in her hand and came over excitedly, "I want to fly, I want to fly!"

Murong Yanhui grabbed Murong Yue with one hand, and Murong Yue's plump body fell into his arms. She sat down on Murong Yanhui's arms, and her two small hands skillfully hugged his neck. Then she turned her head and said to Yu Qingli, "Mom, let's fly together, fly together!"

Yu Qingli was stunned. Before she could come to her senses, she felt a tightening around her waist. Even through the huge outer robe, she could still clearly feel the heat of the palm on her waist. Perhaps because she was only wearing underwear, she felt a little itchy and awkward.

The next second, Yu Qingli's whole body took off into the air, leaping in the air like a bird. Murong Yanhui tapped his feet lightly, gathered his internal strength, and leaped into the woods not far from the pavilion.

There is a forest beside the lake in this villa, planted with some trees whose names cannot be told. However, the red and white flowers dotted in the lush forest are very beautiful when viewed from a distance.

Murong Yanhui held Murong Yue in one hand and Yu Qingli in the other, and soon they arrived at this specially planted viewing forest.

Yu Qingli only felt the sound of wind whistling past her ears, accompanied by Murong Yue's surprised shouts and hearty laughter, which added a bit of comfort and trance. Petals were flying all over the sky, and as Murong Yanhui walked around, they fell on their shoulders from time to time, brushed across their cheeks, and the faint fragrance filled her nose, making Yu Qingli almost intoxicated.

Even though Murong Yan came back, it was still a bit difficult to carry the two children, one big and one small. After fulfilling Murong Yue's wish, he did not go down directly, but found a good branch and put the two children on it.

"It's so fun, so fun!" Murong Yue stretched out her chubby little hands to catch the falling petals.

Petals were falling in all directions, and a scene flashed before Yu Qingli's eyes. At that time, it was also among such falling petals that she and he walked hand in hand, promising to stay together until old age!

She even clearly remembered the sunshine bathing Murong Feng's gentle features and the extremely solemn expression. At that moment, she truly believed that they could grow old together.

Now thinking about it, it’s so ridiculous! So infuriating! So annoying! So hateful!!

Yu Qingli suddenly clenched the information in her hand, as cruelly as if she was strangling Murong Feng's neck.

Feeling the hostility emanating from Yu Qingli beside him, Murong Yan turned his head and frowned. What's wrong with this woman?

"Your Highness, if everything is fine, I'll go back." Yu Qingli suddenly spoke, her voice extremely cold.

Murong Yanhui was a little surprised. This shouldn't be the case! How could a woman refuse such a beautiful and romantic moment? Even with such an angry and hateful expression?

The chubby boy beside her grabbed Yu Qingli's hand and pleaded in a soft voice, "Mom, please play for a while longer..."

Yu Qingli glanced at Murong Yue indifferently and took the little hand away from hers, "You and the prince continue!"

Murong Yanhui was stunned. She was thinking about how she could leave here without his consent. If she wanted to leave, he would have to take her down, right?

Just as I was thinking about this, I saw that slender figure begin to slide down from the tall tree like a monkey, not caring at all about her delicate skin being rubbed red. It seemed that she couldn't wait to get out of here! But, this tree-climbing skill... where did she learn it from?

Interesting! Really interesting!

Murong Yanhui certainly didn't know that this was the memory brought by Yu Qingli from her previous life. In her previous life, she and Murong Feng had been through life and death together. In order to avoid being hunted by the enemy, they stayed in the dense jungle on the border of the enemy country for a full half month. Most of the time, they stayed in the trees and dared not come down. It was at that time that she learned the skill of climbing trees.

Looking at Yu Qingli sliding down from the tree lightly and neatly, and turning around and leaving without hesitation, Murong Yanhui on the big tree couldn't help but look at her eyes deepening. It seems that this woman has hidden a lot of secrets!

The chubby little figure beside him leaned forward and said with a hint of grievance: "Daddy, it seems that beautiful mother doesn't like Yue'er..."

"Same here!" Murong Yan hugged Murong Yue back, "She doesn't like daddy either, right? But... it's only temporary."

Murong Yue's eyes lit up, and then she nodded heavily, "Yue'er must let this sister stay and be her mother!"

Murong Yanhui's eyebrows curved, "No, she should beg me to let Yue'er be her mother!"

The words were spoken with extreme arrogance. Murong Yanhui's eyes were fixed on the figure elongated by the sunlight, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. "Yu Qingli, one day..."

At this moment, Qingjiu, who was outside the pavilion, was still struggling with the large kite on his back. Could anyone come and help take this broken thing off?

Yu Qingli returned to the room, took off her outer robe, and didn't even have time to put on her clothes. She took the information and looked through it first. Her eyebrows were furrowed even more. The information was very detailed and almost revealed Murong Feng's past. However, after a closer look, it was not useful at all.

Because she already knew all this, Yu Qingli clenched her fists in annoyance. Was Murong Yan lying to her?