My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"Young Master Baili?" The doctor beside him called out anxiously.

He had suffered an internal injury, but now his mood fluctuates too much, his tendons are retrograde, and his vitality surges. If this continues, he has to go crazy.

"Young Master Baili! Don't worry too much." He called Baili Qingxue anxiously, sweating on his forehead.

He was the imperial physician sent by the emperor to guard Young Master Baili. If something happened to Young Master Baili, he would end up hurting his roots.

Baili Qingxue did not hear him at all, but felt that all the voices seemed to be coming from another world, blurred.

In his mind, there was only one clear and loud voice that kept echoing, like a bell and drum ringing in his mind——

"Courtes, don't want to marry Baili Qingxue as his wife."

Countless memories flashed through my mind.

When he was blind, panic and at a loss, that gentle and careful voice...

On the martial arts stage...the girl who was beaten by the whip, weak and feeble, desperate and painful...

When she left the competition arena, she challenged him with her open and jealous eyes, and her decisive and resolute back when she turned around...

Without returning to the forest, her confident and unrestrained smile...

And when he spoke for Lin Wanyue, her cold and mocking expression...

Scene by scene, frame by frame, the bottom of his mind was constantly spinning back and forth, making his heart twitch, choking, unable to breathe, and having a splitting headache.

But he can't do anything... The only thing he can do now is to look at her with his eyes wide open, hoping for even the slightest possibility.

On the stage, after being surprised, Emperor Bei'an frowned roughly,

"My golden words are unchangeable.

Since the marriage has been given, how can it be taken back?

Yun said lightly, please change your request. "

Compared to Yun's lightly saying this new formation everyone, he still prefers the future god-ranked genius in his heart.

Baili Qingxue's gray and cold eyes seemed to have a cluster of sparks light up, as if a person lost in the desert saw the stars guiding the direction, rekindling hope.

He clenched his fist tightly, and just gave him one chance...one time!

He will definitely make up for the mistakes he committed!

The whole venue fell silent.

All eyes fell on Yun Qingyan.

Guang Han hugged the sword in his hand tightly, his face was cold and bitter, like a sword out of its sheath, the sharpness of which made people around him dare not look directly.

Yun Tian's gaze was warm and firm, as if telling Yun Qingyan to stick to her own ideas. In any case, even if he resisted the emperor's fate, he would support her to the end.

Yun said with a soft smile, she had anticipated this situation a long time ago.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone!" Yun Qingyan waved his hand, his small face was open, and the ink hair fluttered gently in the wind with the white skirt, like a floating cloud, uncapable, untouchable, and fleeting. ...

Guanghan faced the wind, his body was hunting and hunting, his fingers with well-knotted joints couldn't help sticking out, trying to grab something...

Five fingers suddenly disappeared, and Guang Han was stunned. What was he doing just now...?

His eyes deepened, and he held the cold sword in his arms tightly.

He has a sword and only a sword.

One sword is enough for his life, but don't think too much about the rest.

Above the theme, Emperor Bei'an stared slightly, he also wanted to know what Yun Qingyan wanted to do.

"Fetch pen, ink, paper and inkstone." The Emperor Bei'an said to the palace attendant.

Immediately, the servant of the palace brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone and sent it to Yun Qingyan.

Yun Qingyan unfolded a piece of rice paper, lifted the ink pen, swiped the brush, and the pen was gone!