Mengfei's smile is very charming

Chapter 389 Little things, more and more eloquent

It is very possible that Yu Qianche was not poisoned, but a sequela.

As long as this 'forgetfulness' is investigated, perhaps, in the future, he will no longer have to bear the pain caused by the demon every month.

But Yu Qianche didn't want to do that.

He could see the faint disappointment in Yue Qinghuan's eyes.

The little guy must be paranoid again, suspecting that he had someone he liked before.

Yu Qianche would rather bear the pain of going mad by herself than to let Yue Qinghuan be troubled by something that happened out of nothing.

Regardless of whether he has had Wangqing, or whether he has forgotten a certain memory - Yu Qianche is sure that the only person who can make him fall in love is Yue Qinghuan.

However, Yue Qinghuan didn't think so. She just wanted Yu Qianche to be well, so she persuaded: "I've seen what he looked like when he was possessed by a demon. It was so hard. Let Hua Mengji let her check it out first. Just in case."

Yue Qinghuan's worried look made Yu Qianche's heart feel warm, and the murderous aura in his body finally dissipated completely, and he slowly put down the tip of his sword.

"Okay, Huanhuan can do what she says."

With the cold sword in its sheath, Yu Qianche raised his hand to caress that snow-like cheek pamperingly.

Yue Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, and leaned against Yu Qianche, half leaning on his arm, "That's right."

"Thank you, Princess, for saving the life of this saint."

Hua Mengji's expression was peaceful, she didn't expect Yue Qinghuan to intercede for her, she was satisfied just thinking that Yue Qinghuan would not resent her.

However, this is also the charm of Yue Qinghuan.

Like a flower in the sun, those clear and clean pupils will always only reflect beautiful things.

Probably, only a powerful man like Yu Qianche can protect this elf-like and immaculate girl.

Yue Qinghuan thought for a while, then turned to Hua Mengji and said, "You told me earlier that the true symbol of power is freedom, but in fact, I think that you were imprisoned by your own thinking, and instead lost more opportunities. "

Hua Mengji was slightly moved, "How do you say that?"

Yue Qing laughed and said: "Of course, powerful people seem to live a better life than ordinary people. If they sit on the dragon chair, they will give orders, and no one will dare to disobey."

"But from another point of view, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The responsibilities of those in high positions are far greater than those of ordinary people. How can they be called freedom if they are responsible for the safety and happiness of thousands of people?"

"..." Hua Mengji's eyes sparkled with waves.

Yue Qinghuan said: "The so-called living according to your heart, freedom only depends on the way of life you choose. Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers blooming year after year, can't it be called comfortable and comfortable?"

Hua Mengji was silent, and immediately showed a relieved smile, "What the princess said is that, perhaps, this saint has chosen the wrong direction from the very beginning... It is her own fault that she has ended up like this now."

"You know... oops."

Yue Qinghuan wanted to continue talking, so Yu Qianche picked her up and hugged her in her arms, "Little thing, you're getting more and more eloquent."

"Let go of me, you bad pig!"

After finally pretending to be coercive, Yu Qianche insisted on interrupting her!

Yu Qianche embraced Yue Qinghuan who was dancing and dancing, and loved her so much, she curled her lips and said with a smile: "Does Huanhuan really want to be half drunk and half awake with me, day after day."

He also deliberately said the word "日" a little more strongly.

Yue Qinghuan blushed, raised her fist and punched Yu Qianche's shoulder, and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)