I am fickle

"Then what do you think about Meiruo?" Qing Mian looked at her tenderly, with a smile in his eyes.

Meiruo rubbed against his arms, glanced at Yun Lianyi triumphantly, and said, "From Meiruo's point of view, Sister Lianyi is arrogant and domineering, not to mention my low status, but she doesn't even think about your husband." Here. Since she doesn't care about this, why not..."

"It's better to let me go and let you be the wife." Yun Lianyi's eyes fell on Qingmian like a sharp sword, and while she was questioning Meiruo, she was also questioning Qingmian.

"Then... so what, I'm better than you in terms of being considerate and being gentle. Which man likes to face a face made of ice?" Mei Ruo has the confidence to speak because of the green face beside her.

Yun Lianyi smiled, as if hearing a big joke, and then said with a cold face: "So you like my leftovers so much, but are you sure you can take the ones I don't want?"

"Rianyi, Meiruo is young, don't take it to heart."

Yun Lianyi didn't speak, but the Seven Emotions Whip in his hand fell hard on Qingmian's body, Qingmian hugged Meiruo tightly, for fear that he would be hurt a little.

"You're so worried about her, why don't you fight back?"

"Rianyi, go back and rest when you're happy, and I'll take Meiruo to apply the medicine." He didn't even bother to look at her, his heart was full of Meiruo at the moment.

Yun Lianyi touched the slender Qiqing whip, and the bright blood stained her hand. She smiled wryly: "She is young, so you admire her beauty."

"Ripple, for you, I'm really tired."

"No matter how beautiful a flower is withered, it is withered. If the relationship is gone, it is gone. Qingmian, you lied to me, you lied to me." The Qiqing whip slipped from her palm, and she tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes.

She is Yun Lianyi, the female general of the Immortal Palace, she must not shed tears because of a man.She absolutely cannot abandon her pride and self-esteem, Yun Lianyi held her head high, like a proud peacock.

Seeing this, Meiruo was overjoyed again, she had already said that she is a poor wretch without her husband.Mei Ruo walked forward triumphantly, pushed her hard, and said arrogantly: "Yun Lianyi, if I were you, I might as well die."

"Yun Lianyi, even your children are pathetic. Husband doesn't like you, and you insist on sticking to him. It's really shameful."

Yun Lianyi's tears rolled down and she muttered to herself: "Qing Mian, I should have known that sooner or later you would let me down."

Qing Mian frowned, raised his eyebrows, and said displeasedly: "You talk too much."

Mei Ruo didn't think about so much at all, and continued: "Husband, you are too kind to her, this kind of woman..."

Qing Mian's hand gripping her wrist increased strength, slapped her hard, and said coldly: "I don't like women who talk too much."

Mei Ruo was also confused, "Doesn't Husband dislike her?"

Qingmian shivered a few times, pinched Ruoruo's slender neck with his slender fingers, and said: "Whenever you can take care of my affairs, it's up to me whether you like it or not."

Mei Ruo struggled desperately, and said with great effort: "Husband, forgive me, it's Mei Ruo who lied, Mei Ruo...wrong..."

"I don't need a woman who talks too much." Qing Mian held the long sword in his right hand, and stroked gracefully from her neck, his eyebrows widened.

"Rianyi, you should go back too, I'm a little tired."

"Qingmian, will one day you think I'm annoying, and you will do the same?"

Qingmian paused and nodded.