Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

No, they weren't fighting.

It was Mu Qing who beat Ye Hongyu unilaterally.

Shen Wenxi was a little numb, and even the words he wanted to ask Mu Qing were stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

On the side, Yi Muyang and others looked like they were watching a show, but he shouted:

"Prince, come on!"

"Your Highness, you are the best!"

"Your Majesty, beat this cruel and cruel Prince Sheng to death!"

They had no intention of taking action at all, and they looked at it with excitement.

what's the situation?

Did they fall into another realm of reincarnation?

Shen Wenxi looked towards Yi Muyang and others, and Liu Hua waved to her, gesturing for her to come over and watch the fun.

Except for Fuguang, who looked at Mu Qing with worry and a normal expression, the others wished they didn't have melon seeds in their hands.

Two figures, one red and one white, flashed across the sky in an instant. The sounds of gold and jade clashing intertwined in the sky, and the sword light made people overwhelmed.

Ye Hongyu was indeed beaten unilaterally by Mu Qing!

"Host, you are so resentful."

299 was stunned.

The little snake on the wrist glanced leisurely, then closed its eyes and continued to lie down.

That's not true.

After finally feeding Shu Yue to Ye Hongyu's mouth, this kid wants to get married to Shu Yao after conquering Sheng Kingdom.

Ye Hongyu's brain circuit can't be used at all!

It is similar to the plot of the old sadistic novel. He held a grudge for three months because he was initially close to using him to deal with Mulanqing, and he also wanted to marry her because he heard people around him saying that the destined girl was Shu Yao.

Exploding the plot of ancient sadistic novels.

Using him means loving him, otherwise why wouldn't Shu Yue use others?

With his status as the Prince of Qinghe, there are so many people who hate Mulanqing, but he is the only one who has the final say?

The male protagonist, the Demon Lord, who lives in an ancient fantasy novel, must learn to conquer himself.

The hilt of the Qing Qing sword hit Ye Hongyu hard on the shoulder.

Ye Hongyu spit out a mouthful of blood, but felt even more annoyed.

This Mulan Qing obviously had the strength to kill him, but just like humiliating him, the blade of his killing move was transformed into a hilt.

Looking at Mulanqing's face, he always felt that something was out of place.

But when he was slapped on the head, he gritted his teeth bitterly, and the flame of anger in his heart burned more and more fiercely!

299 reminds me of admiration in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Host, his anger meter is almost full!"

Mu Qing took out a Muyun belt from the ring, slowly wrapped it around her cuffs, and sneered.

"How dare you get angry when you don't even eat the food that comes to your mouth?"

The little snake's tail on his wrist swept, and Qi Jiyuan fanned the flames.

"That's right, and I've gained so much merit!"

After trying so hard to send those corrupt officials from Shengguo who eat human blood steamed buns to the front of the battle, it bothers the old mother that the child is still so rebellious.

Even if the two sides can no longer communicate with each other during the battle and cannot receive news from Yi Muyang and the others, does Shu Yue still need to teach them what to do next after Shu Yue has sent them?

Now give her this damn thing!

At this moment, Ye Hongyu, who was opposite Kung Fu, was full of anger, and the cultivation restrictions on his body were also breaking through. As his cultivation level increased, this side of the reincarnation realm would also collapse.

Shu Yue ran over from the direction of Dahong Military Camp, her red eyes filled with tears.

The stones under her feet cut into the soles of her feet, but she didn't seem to notice it and ran towards the battlefield ahead that could shake the world.

"His Royal Highness!"

Her voice came from the vast yellow sand. Ye Hongyu turned around, but the corner of his eyes passed by the corner of Mu Qing's clothes, and then he punched himself hard on the side of the face. He was knocked to the ground, and a huge circle of smoke and dust rose up under his body.

"Your Highness!"

The hissing sound was getting closer and closer. Ye Hongyu turned his head, and the faint and familiar shadow blurred in his eyes.

-At the gate of the fighting city in the north, a foreign girl flew down from her horse. She was covered with a silver bell, and he reached out to hug her, catching the silver bell at the tip of his heart.

-On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was mired in a lake of blue eyes and wrote on the lampshade, "In the prosperous times, there can be no war."

-In the yellow sand, he picked up the sachet she had sewn for him. The stitches were crooked. Thinking of her red fingertips full of needle holes, his heart seemed to have been pricked many times.

Everything was reduced to a few lines of words on a thin piece of paper.

"You practice the immortal way, and I am destined to be the king."

Memories buzzed in his mind, and he staggered up from the ground, opening his arms towards the person running towards his heart.

The wind whistled around her, but the Samsara Mirror was shattering bit by bit. The moment she was about to embrace her, the person in front of her turned into sand and scattered.

He slowly lowered his hand lonelyly.

Another large number of memories flooded into my mind.

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The remote courtyard of the East Palace.

This is the courtyard where General Zuo Qianniuwei rests in the East Palace while on duty. The location is very remote. Few people come here, and he himself is rarely here.

The voice of the man in the room was low, and no emotion could be heard.

"I will help you become Mulanqing's woman."

The girl in front of him looked at him with tears in her eyes. The candlelight swayed in her bright eyes, smeared with tears.

"Your Majesty, I can help you go back. Can you return to Qinghe and then come to rescue me?"

"save?"

His heart was so torn that he thought it was ridiculous to think of giving his beloved to the prince in person, and cold words came out of his mouth.

"Isn't this your mission? You can do whatever the second prince asks you to do. Why should I be involved in doing things for him?"

When Shu Yue heard this, she reluctantly licked her lips and said, "It's fine if you really think so."

The thin figure turned around, a silent tear dripping from her eyelashes, burning her raised hand.

"Your Majesty, thank you."

"Thank me, just one sentence?"

Ye Hongyu's cold gaze came from behind.

Shu Yue wanted to go out, but she paused. She pursed her lips, and then slowly took off her coat.

The soft white skin of her skin in the candlelight burned his eyes, but it deeply hurt Ye Hongyu.

To be able to do this for the second prince.

The tip of his tongue touched the tightly closed teeth.

When the soft body pressed against his, he also felt revengeful. He clearly felt pity for the soft body in his heart, but he threw her onto the bed without hesitation. He showed no mercy in everything that followed. Rough, no gentleness at all.

The second prince's woman is about to become the crown prince's woman.

What pity is there?

But in order to climb into the prince's bed, he got on his couch first.

Her desperately suppressed sobs became proof in his heart that she was unwilling. His fingers rubbed her wet cheeks hard, and instantly her face turned red.

"Don't cry."

Why should you take the initiative to sacrifice yourself if you are unwilling?

Thinking of this, he felt resentful in his heart, and his hands became harder and harder, pinching out bruises on her waist.

Her wet eyes finally closed in despair, unwilling to look at him again.

Shu Yue was in so much pain that it made her unconscious. When she heard his breathing gradually calmed down, she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up the next day, she was left alone in the room facing the absurdity before her.

There was a piece of paper pressed by a tea cup on the table. It was written in his own handwriting. It said that he would be on duty in three days and would let her enter the prince's bedroom.