Her eyes suddenly shone and she watched the show with great interest.

Qingmeng smiled, "No one knows better than me what happened back then. When everyone arrived, did you ever see her hand move?"

Everyone present at the time shook their heads: "No, we only saw the princess pulling up Meng Wan."

“So the princess has slandered Mengwan?”….

Qingmeng said slowly: "I already have witnesses in my hands, Fanfan, and your personal maid Ning Ning. Come and bring witnesses!"

When the witness and the seal that Luo Yao gave to Ning Ning were brought out, Luo Yao's face turned pale. She said in disbelief: "No, it's impossible! It's fake! It's all fake!"

There were tears on her face: "Sister, I know you don't like me, but if you don't like me, just don't show up in front of you. Mengwan is a mortal, how could I push her?"

Qingmeng sneered: "Sister, the evidence is conclusive, do you still want to quibble?"

"But Mengwan is just a mere mortal!" Luo Yao almost screamed.

"Yeah, he's just a mortal, why does God Qingmeng care so much?"

"Yes, the princess has a distinguished status and is just a mortal. It's not a big deal."

……

Qingmeng just shook her head and said nothing. Luo Yao thought she had nothing to say and was a little proud: "Sister, why are you so concerned about this matter?"

Qingmeng: "Because, Mengwan is me."

With such a light word, things exploded below.

"What? Mengwan is the God of Qingmeng? No way?"

"It is said that God Qingmeng disappeared for about two hundred years, and Meng Wan happened to appear at that time..."

Hearing this, Qingmeng smiled and spoke slowly: "Back then, my father asked me to quell the riots in the demon world. When I came back, I was dragged by Li Meng and forced to lose my mana, memory, and appearance. I became a mortal, Mengwan, and experienced emotions. Tribulation.”

"Luo Yao, your temperament has changed drastically in recent years. You are arrogant and selfish. You have been domineering in the heaven for many years. I don't know what you have gone through and why you have become like this."

"But you really went too far. I have to punish you to show that this rule is not just for show!"

"Come here, Princess Luoyao and others have committed crimes. They slandered the princess, whipped and tortured the eldest princess. She is now banned from the Luo Ying Palace and is waiting for Hou Tianjun to deal with her!"

"Yes!"

The guards rushed out, grabbed Luo Yao, and pressed her towards Luo Ying Palace.

Qingmeng took a deep breath and said slowly: "What happened today is the truth two hundred years ago. All the immortals laughed at it."

Everyone hurriedly said: "No smile, no smile. The princess has been wronged. Luo Yaoduan looks so weak. I have misunderstood the princess. Please forgive me!"

"It's okay, all the immortals, please go back. It's hard work for everyone to tell you the truth this time."

Everyone quickly agreed and left one by one.

Qingmeng sat on the chair and looked up at the ceiling: "Huh, it's over, I'm exhausted!"

"Bilian, are you finished washing?"

Yang Zhan shouted at the entrance of the cave.

"Come down!"

Bilian's voice came from below.

Yang Zhan then picked up a set of clothes, a hairpin and a pair of boots and walked out.

Water vapor filled the basement, but Yang Zhan still saw Bilian in the barrel at a glance.

At this time, after more than two years, Yang Zhan finally saw Bilian's facial features.

At that moment, Yang Zhan was stunned.

That firm snow-white skin, a straight bridge of nose, and a pair of clear eyes without any impurities.

To describe her as a beauty seems to be blasphemy against her.

Fairy, I guess that’s all!

In particular, Bilian's appearance at this time was completely different from Yang Zhan's previous guess, forming a fierce visual conflict.

suddenly!

The sound of rushing water mixed with the sound of iron chains.

Bilian stood up from the barrel.

At that moment, Yang Zhan's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, which showed that Zhen Bilian stepped out of the bucket and stretched out her slender hands that were clean and crystal clear.

"clothing."

Bi Lian didn't seem to feel anything was wrong, nor was she shy in any way.

Yang Zhan's soul seemed to be out of body, and there was no movement for a long time.

Bi Lian saw that Yang Zhan was motionless.

He walked up directly and stood in front of Yang Zhan, looking at Yang Zhan's dull look.

Bilian was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

However, Bilian picked up her clothes and put them on in front of Yang Zhan.

The pants were put on quickly, but it was difficult to put on clothes because of the eight chains behind her back.

Bilian had no choice but to put her clothes on inside out and then turned around.

"Help me do it!"

If Yang Zhan's soul was pulled out of his body in the front, then Yang Zhan's soul was instantly pulled back in the back and trembled violently.

Look at the eight iron chains that go deep into Bilian's back.

Yang Zhan couldn't help but take a breath, how could he do this?

On the back as white as jade, eight iron chains were arranged in a row on Bilian's spine. They penetrated deeply and buckled into eight blood holes in Bilian's spine. They are still oozing blood to this day.

The crystal white skin and the eight blood holes and eight iron chains formed a terrifying visual conflict.

Even Yang Zhan had seen too many cruel battlefields, but at this time, he couldn't help but feel trembling.

Yang Zhan pulled on the belt, gently, even worried that touching the chain would cause her pain.

For some reason, Yang Zhan's hands were trembling.

At this time, Bi Lian asked: "Why is your breathing unsteady and your heart beating a lot faster?"

The corner of Yang Zhan's mouth twitched. This woman... is so disrespectful. Does she not regard herself as a woman, or does she not regard him as a man?

Or maybe she doesn't know the difference between men and women at all.

Bilian turned her head, but there was no pain at all on her fairy-like face.

Instead, she looked at Yang Zhan curiously and looked him up and down.

Suddenly, he pointed at Yang Zhan's body with doubt: "Why has it changed so much?"

Yang Zhan bowed his waist suddenly and laughed dryly: "I'm a little angry."

"Getting angry? Is it going to be like this?"

Bilian nodded and said nothing.

Then Yang Zhan gave her the hairpin, but Bilian held it in his hand for a long time without any movement.

"This is a way to tie up your hair. It's not good to have your hair disheveled."

Bilian shook her head: "I don't know how to do it."

Yang Zhan slapped his forehead: "Forget it, I'll help you do it, but I can't do it well."

Immediately, Bilian sat on the stone, Yang Zhan was behind her, reaching out to lift her hair.

Yang Zhan felt a very strange feeling when he touched Bilian's skin.

Finally, Bilian's hair was tied up and fixed with a hairpin.

Revealing that delicate, snow-white neck.

If it weren't for those eight iron chains, Bilian's back would be so beautiful.

Yang Zhan couldn't help but ask: "Does it hurt when the iron chain is embedded in your body?"

"If you get used to it, it won't hurt anymore."

Listening to Bilian's calm tone, Yang Zhan felt even more sad for Bilian.

Unfortunately, he couldn't take it out. If he had to take it by force, the spine would be broken, and there were eight of them, with different spinal positions.

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