Traveling to the present: the white-collar life of the queen

Chapter 272 One day in the sky, one year on the ground

The matchmaker giggled and said:

"Grandpa Yue, have you forgotten? One day in the sky, one year on the ground!"

Yue Lao patted his head and said, "Yes, Qing girl, what have you done this year? Did you find your husband?"

Qingqing saw the opportunity, grabbed Yuelao's beard, stared and said:

"I'm still looking for my husband! My life is gone!"

Yuelao turned pale with fright, fearing that Qingqing would use force, he had kept this beautiful beard for thousands of years, but it was his lifeline.

"You, if you have something to say, let it go!" Yuelao said in shock.

On the other hand, Hong Niang gloated and urged Qing Qing to say:
"Qingqing pull it hard, I support you! Let's see if he dares to use that beard to sell his old man! Hehe!"

Qingqing snorted coldly and said:

"Where did I offend you? Even if the previous life cursed you, you shouldn't be so stingy, right? How much I have suffered these days!"

Yuelao's beard was grabbed by someone, there was no escape, he looked at Qingqing with a bitter face, begging for mercy:

"If you have something to say slowly, I just took a nap and played a game of chess. It wouldn't cause a catastrophe, right? By the way, I didn't call you. How did you come here?"

Qingqing stared at him bitterly, and said angrily:

"I couldn't stand the torture and committed suicide!"

"What? You committed suicide?! That's not right, your lifespan is not over, let me calculate, um, you have at least 50 years to live." Yue Lao pinched his fingers and said.

"50 years? I can't stand it for even a minute! I really regret not being able to steal some medicine from He Jingjing, so that you can taste the feeling of life being worse than death!" Thinking of this, Qingqing was extremely annoyed, and the strength in her hands became heavier. Somewhat, Yuelao grinned in pain, Hong Niang clapped her hands and laughed:
"Damn, deserved it! Qingqing, if you pull out his beard, his life would be worse than death!",

"Don't, don't, if you have something to say, talk it out, I promise I won't tease you again, okay? I'll listen to whatever you say, right? Auntie!" Yuelao begged for mercy.

Qingqing refused to let go of Yuelao's beard this time, for fear that she would go back suddenly without hearing anything like last time.

"If I don't speak clearly today, I won't let go! What's the matter with that He Jingjing? Is it against me? Almost killed me! I want you to help me get rid of her!" Qingqing is not afraid of this old man Well, she said in a commanding tone.

(End of this chapter)