She is Starlight Falling Fingertips

Chapter 1015 My brother won't like you

"Isn't it just playing chess! I'll play with you!" Jiu'er patted his chest and said,
Qing Qiong cast doubtful eyes on her, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "That's fine."

"Hmph!" Naturally, he didn't miss Qing Qiong's suspicious eyes, Jiu'er snorted arrogantly, and said harshly, "Don't look down on people, see if I beat you to pieces later!"

"Princess Nine, I don't know where the Demon Lord, that is, your brother, is now?" Qing Qiong asked suddenly as soon as Jing Lichen left.

Jiu'er frowned slightly, thinking of something, Shui Lingling's eyes were staring like copper bells, "You don't like my brother, do you?"

"No, no, no, I will never agree! My brother won't like you!"

Jiu'er shook her little head violently.

"..." Qing Qiong twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, with black lines all over his head.

"Let me tell you, my brother doesn't like your type, so don't waste your efforts."

Jiu'er was talking to himself on the sidelines.

The corners of Qing Qiong's mouth twitched even harder, he opened his mouth and said helplessly: "Princess Jiu, who told you that I like him?"

What wrong hints had he given her?

I think should not be?
"You don't like my brother, why ask me about my brother?" Jiu'er looked at him suspiciously.

"He just likes him in the hall? Hehe, are you kidding me?"

"Otherwise?"

Facing Shang Jiu'er's clear black and white eyes, Qing Qiong pretended to cough a few times, "Let's not mention this matter for now, I just want to tell him something."

"You want to confess your love to my brother?" Jiu'er's eyes almost popped out.

"..."

Qing Qiong felt that she could not communicate with Jiu'er at all.

He admitted that he didn't mean anything to her brother between the lines, how could she tell? !
Looking at Qing Qiong's gloomy look, Jiu'er raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and a sly gleam flashed in his eyes.

Hmph, I finally let out a sigh of relief.

Qing Qiong was startled, and recovered his expression.

Wei Wei raised her hand, picked up a white piece, and decisively started another topic: "Ninth Princess, don't you wonder where your mother is?"

"What did you say?" Jiu'er frowned slightly, staring straight at him, "Do you know the whereabouts of my mother?"

Otherwise, she couldn't figure out why he suddenly asked this question.

"That's it."

"What does it mean? If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. Why don't you have any confidence in what you say!"

Jiu'er exploded, and she wondered if he was lying to her.

His speech is vague, and the ghost knows which of his sentences are true and which are false.

"If you want to know the whereabouts of your mother, your father may know something." Qing Qiong was unmoved, and smiled lightly.

Jiu'er frowned tightly, not interested in playing chess.

He looked down at his heart and reached out to stroke it.

Since the battle with Mo Chetian, Dad's soul body has been unstable, and now he is nourishing his soul in the Sky Spirit Orb.

"No, my father's condition is not very good now, so I can't ask him. Besides, if my father wanted to tell my mother about it, he should have told me a long time ago. "

But up to now, father has never mentioned mother.

"That's because your father thought she was dead and didn't want you to be sad."

Qing Qiong's words were like a depth bomb, blowing Jiu'er out of his wits.

"My mother is dead?!"

"No, no, my brother said that mother is living well, but it's not convenient to see me now. Mother will show up when the time is right."

"Didn't your elder brother also say that your father is living a very good life, and as a result, your father's soul and body are almost scattered."

Hearing this, Jiu'er fell silent immediately.

After a while, she stared at Qing Qiong closely, "Do you know where my mother is now?"

"Tell me quickly, or I'll knock out your front teeth!"

"It's really your style to do it when you disagree." Qing Qiong held a chess piece and tapped it lightly on the chessboard.

A clear and crisp sound spread into Jiu'er's ears like drumbeats, and she became more and more irritable.

"Are you talking or not?"

"Don't worry." Qing Qiong smiled faintly, forming a sharp contrast with the anxious Jiu'er.

"I can only tell you that your mother is indeed dead."

"I don't believe it!" Jiu'er's heart throbbed suddenly, and he glared at Qing Qiong, "Say my mother is gone, show me the evidence!"

She has never seen her mother, and she doesn't know what her mother looks like. How could she be dead!

He must be lying to her!

Must be!
"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe it. What I'm telling is the truth. Besides, your husband knows it too." Qing Qiong smiled indifferently, half-closed her eyes.

What will you do next?

Angry?

It is such an important thing to know that the person you love has hidden things from yourself.

Must be very angry.

Jiu'er was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she realized that she suddenly stood up, "I'll ask him!"

"Wait!" Qing Qiong grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't say I said it." Otherwise, that guy would torture him to death.

Jiu'er glared at him, shook off his arm and ran away.

"Husband! Husband!" She ran straight into the kitchen.

Jing Lichen was cooking. When he saw her coming in, he raised his head and responded casually, "What's wrong?"

"Do you know where my mother is now?"

She didn't beat around the bush, and asked straightforwardly.

Jing Lichen paused his hand, raised his head, his deep eyes locked on her tightly, "Did he tell you?"

Jiu'er nodded, seeing that Qing Qiong had been sold without hesitation.

Qing Qiong, who followed closely behind, saw that she deserved it so straightforwardly and without sloppiness, her teeth ached!

He knew he shouldn't tell her about her mother!

"What do you want to know about you, I will tell you later."

Jing Lichen half-closed his cold eyes, squinted at Qing Qiong standing at the door, and smiled softly at Jiu'er.

Qing Qiong: "..." This differential treatment should not be too obvious!

"Yeah, then I'll wait for you in the room." Jiu'er nodded.

I was a little apprehensive, a little nervous.

Is her mother still alive?

She really wanted to know, really wanted to know the whereabouts of her mother.

Even if she really died, what about her physical body?
where is it?
After cooking, Jing Lichen brought the food into the room and put it on the table.

Jiu'er was thinking about her mother's affairs, so she didn't eat much.

After eating, I couldn't wait to ask Jing Lichen.

"Honey, what happened to my mother? Is she..."

Jing Lichen comforted her, and gently waved his snow-white sleeves in the air.

An ice coffin exuding a strong cold air suddenly appeared in the house.

Inside lay a beautiful woman quietly, with a beautiful face and skin like snow.

He pushed the ice coffin away, and the woman appeared in front of Jiu'er with a peaceful expression.

Jiu'er's heart was beating wildly, and crystal tears welled up in her clear and lively eyes.

"Mother." She walked to the ice coffin anxiously and nervously, her voice choked up, and tears welled up again.

Suddenly, a white light flashed on her chest!
Ran Su's soul gradually condensed into shape in front of the ice coffin.

Seeing his wife lying quietly in the ice coffin, watery light gradually filled his eyes.

"Cold smoke."

　PS: Today's update is late, sorry babies, I will try to make it up tomorrow, good night~
　　I've been under so much pressure lately, I feel like I'm going to collapse.

　　
　
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