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

Murong Yanhui was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on his face again. So, he had done this great favor by accident?

"So when will she wake up?"

Baili Changjue put away his jade fan and said, "Not more than two hours!"

"Thank you! Qingjiu, show the guest out!"

Baili Chang protested in dissatisfaction, "Is that all? I rushed here and didn't even have lunch! Now I've just saved the prince's beauty, and you won't even give me a meal?"

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, she stroked her chin, and said to Qing Jiu very seriously: "Tell the kitchen to prepare the meal, four dishes and a soup, don't neglect this king's... benefactor!"

Baili Changjue felt a dangerous aura coming towards him upon hearing this. Forget it, it would be better for him not to disturb the reunion of the prince and the beauty here. He immediately waved his hand and instructed Qingjiu who was already walking towards the kitchen, "No, no, I'm just talking."

Ye Lixue was still confused. "Why not have a free meal? Four dishes and a soup, I think it's great!"

The jade fan knocked on Ye Lixue's shoulder, and Baili Changjue gave him a look, "Eat, eat, eat, you're not a foodie!"

Ye Lixue quickly understood what was going on. Forget it, let’s do it next time. I won’t bother these two today.

Immediately, the two of them left one after the other as fast as a rocket, which made Qingjiu, who stopped halfway, feel a little depressed. Was he going to the kitchen or not?

This master has a low IQ, and his two friends don't seem to be much better...

Just when Qingjiu was hesitating, Murongyue's chubby little head suddenly came in front of him, "Uncle Jiu, you guys keep talking, Yue'er is hungry, she wants to eat some fried meatballs."

Qingjiu was speechless. He was thinking that he didn't need to go to the kitchen. Besides, this young master with a good appetite seemed to have just had lunch not long ago, right?

"Uncle Jiu, what are you still standing there for? Go and get the kitchen ready!"

He acted like a young master. Qingjiu sighed and thought, "Okay, I have to make this trip anyway."

He had just taken two steps when the corner of his clothes was grabbed by Murong Yue. He frowned and asked, "Anything else you want to do?"

"Yue'er thought about it and decided to go to the kitchen and wait. The meatballs are the best when they are fresh out of the pot!"

Looking at the chubby face of his little master, Qingjiu secretly complained, "Eat, eat, you're almost eating yourself into a little meatball!"

Although he was dissatisfied, he still stretched out his big hand and threw Murong Yue onto his shoulder. The action was done in one go. Obviously, this was not the first time. After all, he is our young master.

The only ones left in Linglong Pavilion were Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli, who was lying on the couch.

The sky cleared up after the rain, and even the fragrance of flowers carried by the wind was particularly fresh. Murong Yan put away the dandy and evil charm on his face, and there was deep affection in his dark eyes.

Yesterday, in the pouring rain, after the passionate kiss between their lips, he suddenly saw his own heart clearly. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he was probably really in love with this woman, the woman named Yu Qingli.

As light as a flying swan, as bright as glass!

This woman was just like her name, dazzling yet elusive. Every time he thought he had had enough fun and could let go, she would arouse the desires in his heart again and again.

He slowly walked to the soft couch, bent down, and covered her red lips with his cool lips. They were still extremely cold, but he remembered how hot and tempting these red lips were yesterday.

The big hand grasped the pair of soft white lips tightly, and Murong Yanhui murmured to himself, "Wake up quickly, I'm really not used to seeing you like this!"

Even those cold eyes were better than the lifelessness at this moment. It felt like he would lose this woman at any moment.

He can't and doesn't want to!

Yu Qingli felt like she had a dream! A very long dream that made her never want to wake up.

In the dream, she was still the queen of a high and mighty country, with a loving husband by her side and a well-behaved and clever daughter at her knees. She watched her daughter grow up day by day, watched her put on the phoenix crown and bridal robe, and get married in a grand ceremony, and her husband loved only her for the rest of his life!

Perhaps this dream was too beautiful, or perhaps this was her deepest desire, and she immersed herself in it for a long time and did not want to wake up.

Just fall asleep like this, that's all!

"Yu Qingli! You have committed treason, formed a clique for personal gain, and controlled the court while occupying the harem. You deserve to be thrown into the Heavenly Prison for all your crimes. However, in consideration of your contributions in quelling wars in your early years and your assistance in conquering the world, I will banish you to the Cold Palace from today onwards, and you will never be allowed out!"

Why did that usually gentle and warm smile suddenly turn so cold? Why was that infant still in swaddling clothes sentenced to death?

Yu Qingli felt her whole body was freezing cold. The warmth she had felt before instantly turned into the chill of winter. The husband who was supposed to be protecting her was suddenly replaced by a demon.

"Yu Qingli, all this is your own fault!" It was Murong Feng's voice. It lacked the usual spring warmth, but instead had the polar coldness and ruthlessness.

"Miss, although I want to save you, I am helpless." Was it Mei Hong? Why did these seemingly sympathetic words contain a hint of mockery and complacency?

"Yu Qingli, you really disappoint me!" It was Yu Zhengsha. Even though he had been implicated and imprisoned, there was still an unconcealable righteousness between his brows, and a bit of arrogance hidden in his sharp eyes.

"Li'er, avenge me!"

The mother's face, which had been burned and could not be seen clearly, was clearly filled with hatred. And the daughter, who was still in her infant clothes, had a pair of eyes that looked very similar to Murong Feng, but was filled with endless hatred.

Yu Qingli only felt a buzzing in her head, and all the scenes kept repeating and lingering, making her suffocate.

"Lili..."

In this chaos, a voice broke through the air, carrying a bit of strength, concern, and domineering!

But it unexpectedly calmed her heart, and the scenes of fighting in her mind gradually faded away, and her consciousness returned.

Her beautiful eyes slowly opened, and then slowly closed again after seeing the flickering red candle. Is she dead?

"woke up?!"

It was that voice again, deep and seductive, not gentle, but not cold either, just peaceful.

Yu Qingli opened her eyes again and met a pair of extremely serious eyes. The light flowing in those eyes surprised her a little. If she was not mistaken, it seemed that it was joy.

Murong Yan comes back? !

Why is this man, who has helped her several times but whom she avoids, here?!

"You came to hell too!"

After a moment of daze, a bright smile blossomed on his handsome face. A hot breath rushed towards him, and there was a teasing look in his eyes, "Why can't this be heaven?"

Yu Qingli looked around. The flickering candlelight made the exquisite pavilion look even more exquisite and beautiful. The cool breeze coming through the hollow gaps made Yu Qingli clearly feel that she was still alive in this world.

She couldn't help but say to herself, "So, I'm still alive!"

There was a hint of self-mockery in her tone, yet also a certain determination. Yes, she couldn't die yet! How could she face her deceased mother and daughter without avenging her great hatred?

Slowly sitting up from the couch, Yu Qingli said with certainty, "You saved me?!"

"That's right. So, this time, you owe me another favor?"

A smile appeared on his handsome face. It seemed that he was in a good mood and must be very happy that she owed him.

"So this time, how does the prince want Qingli to return it?"

His obsidian eyes stared intently at Yu Qingli's, his thin lips, still scarred by wounds, moved up and down, uttering a few words, "How about you mortgage it yourself?"

"what?"

Oh, maybe I just woke up from a coma and was not conscious, so I didn’t hear what he said clearly.

Murong Yanhui explained to herself and repeated, "I can't repay your life-saving grace, so I can only repay you with my body!"

A hint of chill flew over, but Murong Yanhui remained calm. He didn't mind at all. His big hand naturally held Yu Qingli's hand tightly. Although it was still a little cold, it was much better than before. The coldness in his eyes was naturally revealed.

"I reject!"

Yu Qingli admitted that whether in her past life or this life, the only person she wanted to marry was Murong Feng!

Murong Yan returned with a dangerous look, but after staring at Yu Qingli for a long while, she regained her composure. "You take a rest first. We'll discuss this matter later!"

"I……"

Yu Qingli wanted to say something, but she saw Murong Yanhui's serious eyes flashing in the night, "Say one more word, and I'll kiss you!"

Yu Qingli suddenly fell silent.

She didn't want to provoke this man for no reason, but she had to say that she would never marry Murong Yanhui, no matter whether his feelings for her were true or false.

"Mother, you finally woke up. Yue'er was so worried about you!"

The soft voice was like that soft little body, rushing into Yu Qingli's arms like a sharp arrow, causing her body, which had already sat up, to be pressed back onto the soft couch.

I haven't seen this little guy for a few days, and he seems to have gained some weight!

Qingjiu who followed in later had a helpless look on his face. This young master's ability to cling to beauties was exactly the same as his master's!

Murong Yanhui glanced over with a puzzled look. Didn't this kid change his words to call Yu Qingli "Beautiful Sister"? Why was he so enthusiastic again?

Murong Yue smiled and stuffed the greasy fried meatballs in her hand into Yu Qingli's mouth, "Mother, you eat it!"

Just now outside, he had heard everything he should have heard. Although he did not understand the meaning of promising himself to his mother, he vaguely felt that his mother would not be able to escape. Whatever his father set his eyes on, he would never fail to get!

Yu Qingli opened her mouth and did not refuse the child's kindness. She was really hungry anyway, and there was no need for her to go against her stomach.

Seeing Yu Qingli's actions, Murong Yan turned around and ordered, "Qingjiu, go prepare supper!"

Qingjiu, who had just escaped from the pungent smell of cooking fumes in the kitchen, paused. Is this someone playing a trick on him?

"Go quickly!"

Well, well, after all, he's just an errand boy. Look, his legs are getting thinner from running around!