As the light surged, Su Qingwan saw the Zong Leling of the Mermaid clan disappear with her own eyes.

After a long time, Wen Yujun, who was in seclusion, only learned about the death of the marquis Emperor under the crying and tears of Hongye. He came to the west coast and stood for a long time.

He didn't cry, but even the hovering seagull knew that Wen Yujun was sad.

"Your favorite weeping crabapple is blooming."

"Even if you say goodbye, you always have to say it to me in person."

No one responded.

The clever little mermaid he saw was really gone.

"Wen Yujun has never given up looking for Zong Leling. Is it because he can sense that the birthday gift he gave to the mermaid emperor has taken effect?" Su Qingwan's mind was strung a line.

Yin Jiu took her back to the present world: "Not bad."

"Master Jiu, I still feel that the mermaid emperor has no affection for Wen Yujun. Even if Wen Yujun loves and cherishes the mermaid emperor, he is like a sister." Su Qingwan looked at the dark sky outside, and she asked Yin Jiu for confirmation, "Did I feel something wrong?"

Yin Jiu said: "You are right, everyone is wrong. When you see a handsome man and a beautiful man and a beautiful man, you want to match the other person with a pair. This is probably a problem passed down by the monsters."

"Wen Yujun finally found it, but unfortunately the Zong Leling sealed itself." Su Qingwan said sadly, it was like the answer was right in front of her, but there was a leaf obstructing her eyes.

Yin Jiu was not worried at all: "The fate will naturally be untied."

What is fate?

He Qingqing was also thinking about this issue many days later.

It was probably because she met a big monster, and then she would never forget it at first sight, and she would fall in love over time.

The bad thing is that she doesn't know if the other person has that meaning.

"Qingqing, it's your turn to go on stage, hurry up."

He Qingqing, who was trapped in his own thoughts in the courtyard, lowered her head and sighed: "It's coming."

Perhaps because he was too absent-minded, He Qingqing did not avoid the person who arranged the table after he came on stage. He was hit and his knee hit the steps, and the blood quickly oozed out.

He Qingqing took a breath of air conditioning.

Fortunately, Jiang Longyi came to inspect today, and her eyes lit up. She immediately stopped others from looking for a doctor, and asked the two old ladies to carry He Qingqing to the next yard.

He Qingqing asked her with a wooden face: "So, why do I have to wait for the doctor here?"

"You are a monster, are you sure you want humans to treat you?" Jiang Longyi, who was bribing Hongye with a small dessert, raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "Aren't you afraid that the more you treat the injury, the more you get?"

Wen Yujun was attracted by the conversation between the three of them from the second floor. He looked at He Qingqing's bitter little face, and a paper crane condensed with his fingertips: "Go and invite Mei Baiyue."

Mei Baiyue hurried over with the doctor's box, but was stunned in front of the door.

"I entered Wen Yujun's mansion. Wen Yujun did not move, right?"

Hongye came out of the compartment with a tray of tea cups: "Hey, Mr. Mei, you're not wrong."

"So where is your young master?" Mei Baiyue looked around.

After Hongye brought the teacup to He Qingqing, he pointed out the door: "Behind you!"

Wen Yujun nodded at Mei Baiyue: "I'll send you this trip."

He Qingqing greeted: "Mr. Mei, your patients are here."

Mei Baiyue whispered lightly, as if she had just seen He Qingqing: "Isn't this our Qingqing girl? What mistake did you make and was caught by Wen Yujun?"

He Qingqing took a deep breath for a while and asked calmly: "Mr. Mei, hasn't the demon told you that you are particularly prone to being beaten when you speak like this?"

Wen Yujun seemed to have something important, so she left at first sight when she saw Mei Baiyue.

Hongye also jumped and left with Wen Yujun.

Mei Baiyue helped He Qingqing clean the wound, apply medicine to bandage it, then blinked her long and narrow eyes and said with a smile: "The four big men guarding Jiuzhou Imperial City all have common problems in protecting their children. You are in the West City and are just around the corner under Wen Yujun's jurisdiction, and it just so happens that they are still under his nose. He has a good temperament, so naturally he will not be indifferent to your injuries."

He Qingqing said: "Why, Wen Yujun has helped you too?"

Mei Baiyue nodded: "Of course. Do you think I am a big monster who can be on call?"

"You are not." He Qingqing thought about Mei Baiyue's reputation in the demon world.

That was really terrible.

Mei Baiyue: “…”

The voice of this little thrush is really pleasing. Even if she starts to argue with just a few words, it will make the demon not angry. But her temperament is indeed good.

"I just snatched a piece of pastry for you. I remember this hatred for too long." Mei Baiyue shook her head and raised her eyebrows and said, "Believe it or not, I'll tell you what you are afraid of taking medicine?"

"If you dare to do it, I will go to Wen Yujun and say you are bullying me."

He Qingqing is not afraid of power at all, she has support!

Mei Baiyue felt a little regretful that she had just woken up this little thrush, but he would not retreat. He patted He Qingqing's shoulder lovingly and said with a smile: "Actually, your injury will be healed in seven or eight days, but I suddenly realized that there are other problems in your body and you need to take medicine to adjust it internally. So before you go to complain to Wen Yujun, should you reconsider your immature thoughts?"

He Qingqing: "..."

Is it so easy to compromise with such a backbone monster?

So after three numbers, He Qingqing compromised.

Jiang Longyi put He Qingqing on Wen Yujun's side with the name of convenient follow-up visit. Hongye couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to break her head. Why was it inconvenient to be separated by a wall? Human thoughts are so strange, so strange.

What's even more strange is that Wen Yujun actually acquiesced.

In the evening, He Qingqing ran to the hot spring pool to take a shower. On the way back to the house, she saw a small flowerbed of wolves and begonia. In the winter, wolves and begonia were actually in bloom.

He Qingqing slipped into the small flowerbed and squatted down to study.

Just as Wen Yujun was going out and passing by the small flower garden, Wen Yujun saw a little fairy squatting inside the flowers and smiling at the flowers.

He Qingqing looked up and saw Wen Yujun, and then looked at the footprints she left in the small flowerbed. She pulled her hair awkwardly, trying to admit her mistake.

Wen Yujun looked at her feet stained with soil and did not give her any time to speak. She sighed slightly in her heart and said two words lightly: "Come out."

He Qingqing immediately ran out obediently and whispered: "Wen Yujun, I..."

This fills the land and ensures that no footprint is left!

Wen Yujun raised his hand and used demonic power to lift He Qingqing up, then smoothed out a series of footprints in the small flowerbed. He led the demon power to send He Qingqing back to the bedroom. When he turned around, he looked very happy when he saw He Qingqing, his expression calmed down slightly.

But when he saw He Qingqing's bare feet, Wen Yujun couldn't help but suppress his face and scolded him: "Don't run around barefoot, as it will hurt yourself."

"Ah?" He Qingqing was stunned.

Is he angry about this?

Wen Yujun, haven’t you seen me destroying your small flowerbed?

He Qingqing fell asleep in bed with complicated thoughts.

The next day, when He Qingqing woke up, she got a black pine jade dew bottle decorated with waxed crabapple from the hands of the red leaves with smelly faces.

"Hmph!" Hongye waved the thing to He Qingqing's table and left angrily.

Although it is a foregone conclusion that my own young master falls in love.

But I'm still very angry!

He Qingqing stared at the begonia for a long time, so she simply sat down and held her chin and pondered.

Wen Yujun told her not to ruin the weeping crabapple in the small flowerbed in the future?

Thoughts were fruitless, but they waited for the breakfast delivered by Hongye again.

He Qingqing swears in her voice that the taste is definitely made by Wen Yujun himself.

How could there be such a gentle monster?

After having breakfast happily, He Qingqing, who was disabled and strong, jumped to the next door with one foot, but Wen Yujun suddenly appeared, so a demon jumped into three demons.

Hongye helped He Qingqing to the backstage.

Wen Yujun sat down in front.

He Qingqing reflected while putting on makeup, was Wen Yujun afraid that she would smash the situation?

But Wen Yujun is not a monster who cares a lot about the business of the Liyuan.

"Miss Qingqing, who is that outside?"

"That's right, I'm very ill. Is Qingqing an acquaintance?"

"Ah, Mr. Liang Fei, I'm sorry, I might have to fall in love with you."

He Qingqing looked at the dancers outside and looked at the head and said, "That's the master behind your heart. I guess he is here to inspect the family business."

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

"Grandpa?"

"The master behind the scenes?"

"Where is the old man with white and sinister hair that he promised to be?"

"Although I have said it many times, this time I still want to say, I can do this man! Oh my God, I want to give him ten thousand cubs!"
To be continued...