The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

The picture completely dissipated at this moment, and the surroundings returned to the original darkness, with only a few remaining fireflies floating in the air.

Su Qingli's tall figure slowly took shape there, and finally fell back to the ground.

Her expression was very calm, as if she was not hurt by the scene just now.

But the sadness in the deepest part of her pupils betrayed what she really thought in her heart.

Jun Muqian was silent for a while, then chuckled lightly: "Your Majesty the Queen is so amazing that she escaped from the past and reappeared."

She could probably guess that the reason why the coffin lamp could show what Su Qingli had experienced before must be because the Queen Sheng Yuan had re-entered the matter.

And the picture she saw was projected to her by the coffin lamp.

If Su Qingli has been trapped in the past, then this scene will keep changing.

But now the picture is terminated, which means that Su Qingli herself has come out of the coffin lamp.

That being said, they should also...

"Boom—" the ground trembled.

Jun Muqian's eyes blurred, and when he looked again, it was already the underground secret room full of Sheng Yuan's family heirlooms.

And the lamp named "Coffin" was still placed on her palm, but the flame inside had already been extinguished at this moment.

Su Qingli just stood opposite her without saying a word, her brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and after a long time, she smiled noncommittally: "Since we all know that the past has reappeared, why do we still want to immerse ourselves in it? "

"That makes sense." Jun Muqian glanced at the coffin lamp, his eyes narrowed, "But since Her Majesty can get rid of the reappearance of the coffin lamp, it means that her mental strength must not be weak."

Even if there is no wick, and no will-o'-the-wisp, the coffin lamp is still an innate spiritual treasure. If you really want to trap a person, how can it be so easy for him to escape?

"Oh——" Hearing this sentence, Su Qingli thought for a while, "Actually, I have nothing to show for it, but if I say that this mental power is the second in the three dynasties, no one dares to say that it is the first." .”

Her tone was very calm, but with an undeniable domineering air.

"It's no wonder." Jun Muqian nodded slightly, "This matter also happened because of me. In exchange, I can do something for Her Majesty the Queen."

If she hadn't recognized it in advance, this lamp was actually a coffin lamp from Lingjiu Mountain, a congenital treasure, and Su Qingli would not have been re-involved in the past.

Even though Su Qingli said it so lightly, Jun Muqian still knew that this Queen Shengyuan was definitely not as comfortable as she seemed on the surface.

In the coffin lamp, she only watched the picture for a short moment.

But the time that flew by inside was three years.

It takes three years to love someone, the kind of depth is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

She subconsciously spied on a piece of Su Qingli's past, which already involved personal privacy.

"It's nothing." Su Qingli lowered her eyes faintly, "It's not something shameful."

After a pause, she continued: "But since you really want to exchange sincerely, then it's not easy for me to dismiss your thoughts."

Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, it's okay to say."

The coffin lamp has already been obtained, and she still doesn't need such a little time.

"Then listen to me tell you the things you haven't seen." Su Qingli glanced at her quickly, then raised her head slightly, "Sometimes this person keeps things in his heart for too long, and it will break."

How many years have passed, and she has never told anyone about her days at Feng's house.

Including her dead empress, she didn't mention a word.

It's not that I dare not, but that I don't want to mention it.

For her, the Feng family had joys and joys, but later, she found that these joys were nothing but a dream in the world of mortals.

Today, the coffin lamp made these things appear again, but it also reminded her a lot.

"Let's talk about it." Jun Muqian did not refuse, "If you say it, it will make your Majesty better."

"Fortunately, it's been done long ago." Su Qingli smiled faintly, "Because I am the king of Shengyuan first, and Su Qingli second."

She knew that she was the crown prince and would eventually inherit the throne of Shengyuan.

In Jiangshan Sheji, people's livelihood and well-being will always come first, and this will not change.

"Now I believe it, you are really a good queen." Jun Muqian's peach blossom eyes raised, "It is Sheng Yuan's blessing to have you."

Su Qingli was silent this time.

After a long, long silence, she spoke softly: "I used to deny that I had a father, because he made the empress sad for a long time."

"But I later learned that it was not what he wanted, but was forced by others."

Jun Muqian stared at her and listened carefully.

"My father was the most outstanding son of the Feng family at that time, and his name was..." Su Qingli paused, as if he had some difficulty to say the name, "Feng Yimo."

Few of the Shengyuan royal family knew that the other half of Su Qingli's blood was from the Feng family, one of the seven major families in the Wanling Continent, even the old King Chen who was very close to the previous generation of Queen Shengyuan and was almost inseparable.

At that time, the imperial power of the Shengyuan Dynasty was shaken, and Kyoto was in turmoil. It can be described as the darkest period in the history of Shengyuan.

There are traitors within and enemies without.

Everyone knows that Queen Shengyuan has only one husband and only gave birth to one princess.

Therefore, as long as this princess is removed, everything about Queen Shengyuan can be cut off.

Su Qingli immediately became the target of public criticism. Amidst the ups and downs, a teenage girl could not survive in the treacherous capital at that time.

In desperation, Queen Shengyuan had no choice but to ask the Feng family for help, and sent Su Qingli to Wanling.

Then he returned resolutely to deal with those traitors of the older generation, and only waited for everything to subside before bringing Su Qingli back.

However, Queen Shengyuan did not expect that this farewell, when they met again, was almost the difference between life and death.

Su Qingli said that as a princess, she has naturally seen many outstanding men since she was a child, but there is no second person who can have the face and bearing of Feng Guixue.

She fell in love with him without any reservations, which can really be called turbulent and blind.

She threw herself into it, but was still defeated to the end.

This defeat is probably the only one in Su Qingli's life.

With a gentle gesture, Feng Xiwei forced Su Qingli to compete in the so-called six arts.

But Feng Guixue used more gentle movements to break off all the tendons in her hands.

That's how the wound on the wrist came about.

Su Qingli is a proud person, if she loves, she loves, this is her own business.

If you can't force it, then don't force it.

But someone was persecuting her step by step, forcing her into the abyss step by step.

Feng Xiwei seemed to know what happened, she didn't laugh, she just said that since there was something wrong with her hand, she could only compete with other talents.

Feng Xiwei came and left gracefully, and every move she made was the elegant demeanor of Miss Feng's family.

To Jun Muqian, this sentence was extremely ridiculous.

What is Six Arts?

The six arts are divided into rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics. They compare etiquette, music, carriage driving skills, calligraphy, and the restrained movement laws of yin and yang and the five elements.

The hands are all broken, how much can be compared?

You can't have fun, you can't shoot, you can't drive, you can't write.

These six arts have already lost four rounds before the competition started.

It is almost impossible to turn defeat into victory.

Feng Xiwei, as the daughter-in-law of the Feng family, is naturally proficient in all six arts.

But after all, she is still a person of all spirits, and she pays the most attention to spiritual cultivation. How can she compare with Su Qingli, the next Queen of the Holy Yuan who was raised as the heir of the royal family since she was a child?

Feng Xiwei has no ability to compare with Su Qingli in the art of etiquette, so she said that she must compare "counting" first.

This competition does not require hands.

Even though she was forced to play, in the teaching Su Qingli received, there was absolutely no such word as admitting defeat.

She was born to be a king, so she naturally wanted to win beauty.

However……

"In the middle of the competition, I saw that Feng Xiwei's face turned pale." Su Qingli laughed, with a slightly mocking tone, "That beautiful and beautiful face is as white as paper , really makes people feel pity and love."

Jun Muqian's eyes changed slightly, and he already guessed something: "But you still lost, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Su Qingli nodded, and she slightly hooked her lips, seeming very happy: "Yes, I lost, guess what?"

Jun Muqian was silent.

Su Qingli said lightly: "Because I was speechless halfway through the competition."

She had only eaten one meal the day before.

That meal was cooked by Feng Guixue herself.

He came to her to apologize, his expression was as gentle and soft as ever, and it was completely impossible to see that he broke her hand.

This man seems to really come to warm up the time.

But when the spring breeze passed, everything was gone.

He said: "It's okay, Li'er, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Su Qingli didn't want to hear such words, in order to ignore Feng Guixue, she just ate.

Later, when Feng Xiwei's complexion became paler and she was about to faint at any moment, her voice became silent.

Still across the crowd, Su Qingli saw that snowy coat and those green eyes, with clear water flowing slowly inside.

Seemingly gentle, but terribly indifferent.

"When I couldn't speak, I already understood." Su Qingli's voice was very light, as if she was just telling a very ordinary thing, "He understands me deeply, and knows that I can't eat him. of rice."

"So, he said those words, in an indirect way, and made me eat them willingly."

After speaking, she smiled slightly: "Of course, don't say that I couldn't speak at that time, even if I said it, who would believe it?"

Hearing these words, Jun Muqian's eyes turned cold, and the peach blossom eyes that were always smiling seemed to be frozen, with a slight chill lingering.

Although she has never been in contact with Feng Guixue, she can tell from the pictures just now and Su Qingli's words that Feng Guixue is an existence that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Feng's family went up and down, no one went back and hated such a man.

But it was such a man who treated a girl who loved him so deeply.

How can he have the right to do this?

It's okay not to love, but to hurt in the name of love is really unacceptable.

"Then what about the rest of the 'rituals'?" Jun Muqian sneered again and again, "I won't kill you directly, will I?"

"People from the Feng family don't dare to kill me." Hearing this, Su Qingli shook her head, "Although they are not afraid of my mother, there is indeed something in my mother's hands that makes them afraid."

"However, it is no different from killing."

Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Su Qingli put her hands behind her back: "Because something happened to Feng Xiwei."

Just the day before the "Li" competition, Feng Xiwei's yard caught fire.

Since it happened in the middle of the night, the people of the Feng family didn't react immediately.

When the fire was extinguished and Feng Xiwei was rescued, she already had multiple burns on her body and passed out.

Jun Muqian thought for a while, and his eyes turned cold: "Feng Xiwei said that you set the fire?"

"That's not true." Su Qingli shook her head, "However, she cried for a long time, saying that the burns on her body would never heal."

"If the girl's body is left with scars, it will be ugly. She doesn't want to do that."

Jun Mu lightly said: "She really dares to say such a thing."

It is true that if it is placed in the Huaxu Continent, those doctors may really be unable to remove the burns.

But that is a panacea!

As one of the seven major families, the Feng family possesses countless treasures of genius and land, and taking out any of them can bring Feng Xiwei back to normal, even better than before.

"Yes, it's very false, but it's enough for someone to believe it." Su Qingli sighed softly, "Unfortunately, this fire did reach me."

The person who believes is Feng Guixue.

Feng Xiwei told him that she needed someone to cut her skin in order to heal her burns.

But the doctor also said that the skin-cutting person must be the direct blood of the Feng family, if it is someone else, he will be rejected and the injury will not heal.

Naturally, this candidate fell on Su Qingli's head.

Although Feng Yimo is dead, there is only Su Qingli as an heir, so no matter how she is not recognized, she is still the direct descendant of the Feng family.

It's just that her direct lineage's status is not as high as that of the collateral lineage.

Hearing these words, Jun Muqian raised his head suddenly, slightly in disbelief, and blurted out: "Those scars on your body..."

"That's right." Su Qingli nodded, "It was he who cut off my skin with his own hands to save Feng Xiwei."

It's not that she didn't think about resisting, but she really walked on thin ice in Feng's house, and when Feng Guixue stood on her opposite side, she had no choice.

In a trance, Su Qingli recalled that moment again.

The snow-clothed man wept and comforted her in a low voice: "Li'er, bear with it, it won't hurt."

"It's okay to be ugly, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Those gentle words were like a sword stabbing hard into the heart.

Does it really not hurt?

Su Qingli thought that maybe she was too delicate, because she was in so much pain that she was about to die.

"At that time, I had the idea of ​​committing suicide for the first time." Su Qingli said in a low voice, "Young master, do you know how terrible the word powerless is?"

"It can shatter everything in you, break your confidence, eat away at your hopes, and leave you...without the courage to do it again."

She still didn't die in the end, because she kept in mind that Sheng Yuan was still waiting for her to go back.

She can't let the empress see her like this, and she can't let the people of Shengyuan see their prince in such a mess.

And since that incident, Feng Guixue began to take care of her day and night, almost never leaving her.

It seems that everything has returned to the way it was before, there is no wind and rain, and there are only the two of them in the west yard.

"Li'er, bear with it a little longer, and you'll be fine soon."

"Don't you want to visit the Magpie Bridge Wonderland? After you recover, I can take you there."

Su Qingli didn't nod or shake her head, she lay on the bed and began to adjust her breath.

Her mental power is inherently huge, as long as she doesn't want to be discovered, there is nothing she can do about her genius returning to the snow like the wind.

Finally, after finding one night, Su Qingli escaped from Feng's house.

But because of the serious injuries on his body, he was unable to speak.

What's more, Feng's house is too far away from the Heavenly Steps, she passed out before even walking halfway.

"It's probably because I still have a bit of luck that I still have the Holy Yuan, so I went to see Lord Yan if it wasn't true." Su Qingli smiled, "I was saved by a person, he not only healed my wounds, He also connected my Tesuji so that I could speak again."

"Then I returned to Shengyuan. The empress was surprised why I came back. She wanted to reprimand me, but since Shengyuan was about to restore peace, she just let me rest."

"Afterwards, you should know."

Jun Muqian was silent.

She didn't expect that there would be such a twists and turns in the story.

"Then—" Jun Muqian looked up, "Do you still love him?"

If there is no love, then there will not be that phantom.

"Love is naturally love." Su Qingli did not deny it, "But..."

She smiled slightly: "I don't like him anymore."

If you lose the love you like, you have no soul.

Jun Muqian paused slightly: "You just said that someone saved you, is it the old Chen Wang?"

Hearing this sentence, Su Qingli raised her eyebrows, as if a little surprised.

Things are not that simple~~

Do you all hope that the light beauty will return to normal?

Suddenly, I remembered that the first blessing I got this year was dedication...