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“Xiao Qingqing, are you really going to let Chen Qiongshi go like this?” The little fairy stuck its head out and looked at Mu Zhiqing suspiciously. This does not fit Xiao Qingqing’s character… \n
That guy is obviously not a good thing, if she really had that consciousness, it was impossible to target her repeatedly before. \n
Only then did Mu Zhiqing recover from her thoughts, and said: “If I kill her at the academy tonight, wouldn’t it implicate me? However, she will not survive for two days, and I will not be there when the poison is activated. No one can put the blame on me.” \n
The spring breeze blows and regenerates without removing the roots. \n
Excessive sympathy would only put herself in a dangerous situation, she was not so kind hearted. \n
Hearing this, the little fairy understood, and a satisfied smile appeared on its face, “I’ll just say, how can you be so kind!” \n
Mu Zhiqing: “…” Can you not speak? \n
… \n
Ling Mansion. \n
When Mu Zhiqing came back, the night was already dark. Except for the guards who were still patrolling, Gu Zening and others had disappeared. \n
She hasn’t come back today, and she doesn’t know if Ling Yunting and Second Young Master Ling have come back yet. \n
After all, they said at the time that he was going to retreat for two days, so they shouldn’t come back today. \n
She walked slowly toward her yard, but found that when she passed the yard, she saw a tall and dazzling figure. \n
He sat quietly at the stone table, his black clothes seemed to blend in with the night, but the handsome face under the clear moonlight was like a breeze, unparalleled handsome. \n
A faint fragrance of wine spread in the air, blending with the peach blossoms in the sky, and the hint of wine was particularly mellow… \n
“Dizun?” \n
Mu Zhiqing looked at the dignified celestial posture, with a little bit of surprise in her eyes.\n
“You’re back.” \n
Ling Yunting smiled faintly, his eyes flowed like water, flowing through the valleys of mountains and rivers, staring at her quietly, without urging or avoiding. \n
“Wife, do you want to drink with me?” \n
Ling Yunting raised the flask in his hand, and the clear fragrance spread, like the smile on his lips, exuding fatal charm. \n
Mu Zhiqing’s mood tonight was originally very complicated. Ever since she realized her mood, she has always hoped to understand the truth as soon as possible. \n
But after Chen Qiongshi’s words tonight, she only felt that all this became more and more unpredictable. \n
The trace of luck in my heart didn’t know whether it should be allowed to continue to spread or was completely suppressed, I just felt helpless. \n
However, when she saw the man’s moonlight gaze, the haze in her heart seemed to be blown away suddenly, and her clarity was restored. \n
“This wine… is peach blossom drunk?” \n
Mu Zhiqing walked slowly to Ling Yunting’s side and sat down, looking at the white hip flask in front of him, with two peach blossoms on it. \n
She still has a deep memory of what happened after she was drunk. Although some of the details can’t be remembered, she really wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it. At this moment, she can’t help but feel a little afraid… \n
But this wine It is indeed mellow and delicious. It can be called the best. It is the best drink of the wine she has drunk in these years, but the stamina is a little bit bigger… \n
Looking at the hesitation and entanglement flashing between the woman’s eyebrows, Ling Yunting smiled. The intention also gradually deepened, and it seemed that the last time had really made her watch out. \n
“Don’t worry, Madam, I have always been a gentleman. As long as you don’t chase me to beg for drinks, I won’t get you drunk.” \n
Mu Zhiqing frowned, why did she always feel that something was wrong?\n
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