Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 89 Huatang's hate "clothes," Nalan Qingyi hugged the woman in his arms in surprise, never thinking that she would take the initiative to hug him one day.

"From now on, I will never say that you are useless anymore." Jing Yirong raised his head from Nalan Qingyi's arms, met Nalan Qingyi's surprised and moved eyes, and said softly, "Nalan Qingyi, you Everything that I gave for me today, I will definitely get it back for you one day, you believe in me."

"I believe." Nalan Qingyi followed Jing Yirong's words as if possessed.

Jing Yirong showed the most sincere smile, although it was just as indifferent as a flower, but it made Nalan Qingyi's heart jump.

"From now on, whoever dares to say that you are useless, I will kill him." Jing Yirong said sincerely, "Nalan Qingyi, you can ask me any questions in the future, and you can ask me if you have any requests. I have never been a gentle person, and I have never listened to anyone's opinions, but if you mention it, I am willing to listen to it."

Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong in shock, did she open her heart to him?Even though it was only a small half door, he was surprised and shocked.This was not one of his plans, but it made him happy, and at the same time, he actually wished for a moment that he was Nalan Qingyi, the person she was willing to treat sincerely.

"Scared?" Jing Yirong laughed.

Nalan Qingyi shook his head, hugged Jing Yirong tightly, "I am so grateful to God."

Jing Yirong hugged Nalan Qingyi back, and put his slightly cold hands on Nalan Qingyi's warm waist.

Jing Yirong is a killer, a killer who won't be tempted.Now she can't know if this is considered tempting, but this man who she used to say is useless has indeed held the key to open the door of her heart.

Nalan Qingyi felt that Jing Yirong was slowly melting, since she is Nalan Qingyi now, she should take care of her identity and don't have to think about anything else.Accepting the joy in his heart, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Jing Yirong now cares about him.Thinking of this, mischievousness suddenly flashed in my mind, I stopped laughing and let out a long sigh.

Jing Yirong looked up, "What's wrong?"

"I lost my father again." Nalan Qingyi's voice was full of sadness, "I have been looking forward to having a father since I was a child, and then I was taken to the palace by my father. Talk to him about my heart, but I can also feel his love for me. Now that I am lost again, my mother will definitely be angry when she knows that I have given up on my father. "

"I will get back what you lost." Jing Yirong held Nalan Qingyi's face seriously, "Nalan Zhenhai is not worthy of you, you were right to choose me."

"I won't regret choosing you." Nalan Qingyi thought that Jing Yirong had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "What I regret is not the country, but the family relationship."

Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong affectionately again, "You will always stay by my side, won't you?"

"Yes," Jing Yirong answered without hesitation.

Nalan Qingyi was stunned, then lowered his head, "I, I can..."

"What?" Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi's hesitation suspiciously.

Nalan Qingyi took Jing Yirong's hand and put it near his mouth, carefully observed the changes in Jing Yirong, and found that there was no discomfort on Jing Yirong's face, so he quickly put a kiss on the back of Jing Yirong's hand, "Can I kiss you like this in the future? Maybe only in this way can I know that you are willing to stay by my side."

Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong longingly, like a pet looking at its master pitifully, just wanting to be loved.

Jing Yirong nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Great! I'm so happy!" Nalan Qingyi excitedly picked up Jing Yirong and spun around.Jing Yirong was held by Nalan Qingyi, it was as if someone had put a layer of honey on her mouth, between her eyebrows and her heart, making her feel sweet.

Perhaps before that, Nalan Qingyi's words and words made her accept him slowly.Now he resolutely gave up his imperial status for himself, and completely made Jing Yirong accept Nalan Qingyi, his somewhat weak gentleness, his kindness of a good man, and his wholehearted love, not only accepting Yes, Jing Yirong is still learning how to give.

That night, Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi told Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin all that Nalan Qingyi had given.

"No matter what, you are my prince brother." Nalan Zhenqi looked at Nalan Qingyi solemnly, "Even if you are not the prince now, you are still my elder brother."

"Me too!" Nalan Zhijin said immediately.

Jing Yirong looked at the two of them, "We will leave the palace in two days, but I will come back again, the time is uncertain."

"Master, take me with you." Nalan Zhijin said hastily, "I want to follow Master."

"Zhijin, before I leave the palace, I will release Huatang. If I don't kill her, you can go back to her in the future." Jing Yirong had already made plans.

Nalan Zhijin lowered his head, he was really happy that the master was willing to release his mother, but when he thought that he would no longer be by the master's side in the future, he became very sad again.

Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong, "The tenth younger brother has a mother, but I don't. I want to leave the palace with my master."

"You have Nalan Zhenhai," Jing Yirong turned to Nalan Zhenqi, "don't forget your identity, you are the Seventh Prince. Nalan Zhenhai will not let you leave the palace easily."

"If my father allows me, master, will I be willing to take me with me?" Nalan Zhenqi asked without giving up. "Anyway, going out of the palace is also a kind of exercise for myself. I think my father will definitely agree."

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi quietly, and said after a long time, "As long as you don't cause trouble for me, I don't mind bringing an extra person."

Only then did Nalan Zhenqi smile, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely not cause you any trouble. I will ask my father for an imperial edict to allow me to leave the palace."

"Since you're all following her, I'll join too." Qiao Shuang'er said without hesitation: "This Nether Kingdom Palace is not fun either. Brother Liumo will definitely make me do things I don't like to do when I go back. Why not?" Follow you, Jing Yirong, to wander around the rivers and lakes, and see if you can also stir up rumors in the rivers and lakes."

Jing Yirong glanced at all the people, "It's up to you whether you want to follow or stay, I only have one sentence, don't cause trouble for me, and you all tidy up my things tonight, we will leave here tomorrow. "

"Yes." Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhenqi answered in unison.

Jing Yirong stood up, looked at Nalan Zhijin, "Follow me to the dungeon after eating, and bring me back to Huatang."

"En." Nalan Zhijin nodded sullenly. Master doesn't like mother, and mother hates master, otherwise he can get mother to agree to leave the palace with master.

When Huatang was brought out of the dungeon, everyone was shocked by the scars all over her body, including her already ugly appearance.Huatang stared directly at Jing Yirong with fierce eyes, and never left for a moment.

Jing Yirong didn't care about Huatang's eyes, she asked the witch doctor to bandage Huatang's wound, and let Nalan Zhijin take care of her by Huatang's side.

When Nalan Zhijin was wearing Huatang's whole body and there was no intact skin, tears fell unconsciously. For a whole year, he only saw his mother twice.

Huatang stretched out his hand to wipe away tears for Nalan Zhijin, "Don't cry, isn't mother coming out now? Mother will be fine."

"I'm sorry, mother." Nalan Zhijin threw herself into Huatang's arms, afraid of hurting Huatang again.

"It's okay, mother is fine." Huatang looked at his festered body, his tone was full of hatred, "Zhijin, mother has come out, and when mother recovers from her injuries, you must take care of her." For mother's revenge, you have to kill that bitch Jing Yirong."

"Mother, I..." Nalan Zhijin's eyes flickered.

"Why don't you talk?" Huatang grabbed Nalan Zhijin's arm excitedly, shaking his body, "Why didn't you tell mother that you will kill her? Why?"

"I..." Nalan Zhijin's tears fell more urgently, mother scratched herself in pain, "Master, master, she saved me, she saved me with her blood."

"She will save you only because of her fake kindness, because she is torturing your mother, and she wants to make you reluctant to kill her!" Huatang pushed Nalan Zhijin away angrily, screaming, "You are reluctant to kill her!" Did she? Nalan Zhijin, you don't even remember your mother's pain, do you? If it wasn't for that bitch, how could we have been apart for so long."

"Mother..." Nalan Zhijin could only call Huatang helplessly, how could he kill the master, the master put so much energy in order to save himself, even though he hated the master for shutting up the mother, but the master treats himself really good.

Nalan Zhijin rushed forward and hugged Huatang, "Mother, the master will leave the palace starting tomorrow, and maybe we will never see her again. Take care of your wounds, and I will always be by your side. Shall we live a good life together? Just like before."

"No," Huatang pushed Nalan Zhijin's side away, "Zhijin, don't you know what I've been through this year? I saved my life just to watch you kill that bitch with my own eyes. ,Do you understand!"

"Master is not a slut!" Nalan Zhijin finally resisted and said.

Huatang froze for a moment, then hissed in the next moment, and pushed Nalan Zhijin away again with a ferocious expression. The powerful Nalan Zhijin backed up all the way, and his body hit the corner of the table fiercely. The healed wound started to ache again.

Jing Yirong just stepped into the room, heard Nalan Zhijin's resistance just now, saw Nalan Zhijin caressing his chest in pain and the tangled face on his face, his eyebrows were unconsciously frowned, and walked towards Nalan Zhijin Jin, squatted down and opened his shirt. After seeing that there was no blood on the bandage, he twisted the button again, turned to look at Huatang on the bed, "He still has injuries, you'd better not touch him."

"He is my son, and has nothing to do with you." Huatang said fiercely, "Don't say I hurt him, even if I beat him and scolded him, he is still my son, the son I gave birth to in October, He can only bear it!"

Nalan Zhijin carefully leaned against the flower hall. He didn't expect his mother to treat him like this now, and stepped forward to hold her hand, "Mother, I was wrong. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"Get out!" Huatang shook off Nalan Zhijin again.

Seeing that Nalan Zhijin's injured body was about to fall, Jing Yirong stretched out his hands to stabilize Nalan Zhijin's body, and stared at Huatang fiercely, "I'll kill you!"