The Conceited Crown Princess

Summer.

Sunny, cloudless sky, blue can always give people a pleasant feeling.

Leng Shangxian turns over in the warm quilt and stretches comfortably. After thinking about these people around him, most of them find their own home. Every day they are immersed in happiness, they can't help but raise their lips.

The breeze Ling Yu pulls over the chilly slender waist, gather to her side, low and deep say: "Niang son, sleep well, what thing is so happy, say to let for husband also follow happy."

Cold lay on the side, looking at the opposite wind Lingyu mouth ruffian smile, also followed to stir up one side of the lip: "I think of these people are living well, I feel very happy, very happy."

"Well, those rotten peach blossoms of the lady can be reduced at last. The guy in linzixi has green bamboo, so he will be restrained and relieved for his husband. But the guy in longyucang is still single. Maybe he will never die of theft."

Feng Lingyu said, with a gloomy face, long Yucang in the distance suddenly sneezed, and always felt as if something bad was going to happen.

Leng Shangxian sighed, and his eyebrows were stained with melancholy: "yes, long Yucang, the fire, the fire has not been seen for a long time, and there is Qianming. Although the temple is good, it is still..."

Before he finished, Leng stopped. He felt very distressed for Qianming in his heart. He was hated by himself from the beginning, Although he was evil at that time, he never hurt himself.

But now, hearing that the master of the temple has silver hair and thin body, it's hard to imagine that the master of the temple is such a thin man.

How can we not be distressed.

Looking at Leng Shangxian's expression, with a bit of heartache and regret, Feng Lingyu's face suddenly turned black and bullied him: "lady, you are thinking about Qianming again."

Feeling the weight on the body suddenly increased, the corner of his mouth was cold, and he took a look at Feng Lingyu's face, which was like sauce eggplant, and shook his head helplessly.

"Living with a vinegar jar every day, I don't know if it will cause any damage to my body." Cold on the string curled his mouth, looked at the wind Lingyu teasingly.

From the beginning of knowing him, he became more and more jealous. He just thought about Qianming's life and cared about it. As a result, the vinegar began to spread again.

The wind Ling Yu suddenly evil evil spirit a smile, handsome Yan distance cold on string closer some, hands also restless disorderly move: "can cause damage, the lady a try to know."

After listening to it, I'll be pulled by this guy to practice again.

Feng Lingyu has been planning to have a daughter. She can feel what it's like to have a nice little cotton padded jacket. It's hard to get a good sleep.

noon.

The sun is always fierce in summer. The strong light and temperature distort the air. At noon, the sun is the most poisonous. There is no one on the street.

Leng Shangxian, dressed in a fiery red dress, suddenly appears in the hot sun. Instead of being hot and dry, she is cool.

Just got Feng Lingyu's permission, Leng Shangxian rushed to the temple. After thinking about Feng Lingyu's jealousy, Leng Shangxian suddenly felt that her legs were a little weak. She had to go and return early to calculate the time.

The holy mountain has now become the headquarters of the temple.

Liang Qingqing, holding a temple code, stood in the courtyard of the temple and read it carefully. Although she didn't get Qianming's heart, and she didn't become the person who worked hand in hand with Qianming all her life, she was very satisfied.

As long as he can be around Qianming every day, see Qianming every day, and see Qianming living well, Liang Qingqing will be satisfied. This is just his simplest extravagance.

"Qianming." Leng Shangxian walks in front of Liang Qingqing, and suddenly makes a sound, which scares Liang Qingqing. After a while, he looks at Leng Shangxian and reacts: "in, in, in the back mountain."

Liang Qingqing stammered, took the cold string music out of breath, followed the direction Liang Qingqing pointed, and went to find Qianming.

Liang Qingqing looks at Leng Shangxian's arrogant, but not high-profile figure. He is ashamed and droops his head. Qianming likes such a woman, but he is not qualified to compare with such a woman.

She has the arrogant capital, the strength of publicity, and the ability to turn things upside down. What she can do is to do her own duty, honestly guard Qianming's side, and see him every day.

The mountain behind the temple, the top of ten thousand mountains, is shrouded in clouds and fog. The cold wind shrinks. Qianming is covered with white clothes and silver hair, and looks at the distance with his hands behind him. In the distance, it is still the Phoenix Tower."Qianming, long time no see."

Long time no see.

The last time I heard this sentence, it seems that it was a few years ago.

Qianming gently hooked his lips, then turned around, greedy to keep looking at lengshangxian, but in his eyes, there was only calm, no missing, no love, which was deeply hidden.

"Long time no see, first string."

Qianming controls himself and makes himself say such calm words as calmly as possible, but his eyes always want to look at lengshangxian feverishly.

His love is very heavy, but he knows that he can only stand by and look at the cold one. He is not Feng Lingyu, and he is not willing to abandon everything just to follow her.

I have too many things that I can't abandon, so I'm not destined to get everything I think of.

"How did you suddenly turn into silver hair?" Leng Shangxian's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. He has no feelings for Qianming, but he has the general feelings of childhood brothers and sisters.

Facing the concern of Leng Shangxian, Qian Ming just smiles. Naturally, Qian Ming will not say that it is to make Leng Shangxian better in the future, make Leng Shangxian happy and make Leng Shangxian worry free.

Looking back, looking at the cliff, looking at the whole continent in the distance, he said calmly: "for the sake of common people, white hair all night, this reason is credible?"

Leng Shangxian is also a wise man. Naturally, he knows that if he asks, Qianming won't tell the truth, so he has to pick an eyebrow. He doesn't believe it or deny it.

"Liang Qingqing follows you. Do you really have no feelings for him?" Leng Shangxian thinks of Liang Qingqing, who is full of smile outside, and he can't help but lament.

They are all women. Naturally, a woman is willing to give up everything for a man. She is willing to stay with the man without seeking any fame and fortune. How much courage, faith and persistence do she need.

Even, there is endless pain, darkness, and sadness. This man does not love her, she naturally has the grievance, the pain has no place to tell.

Qian Ming sighed: "no love, no hate, I just want to benefit the common people, let the temple really carry forward, as I make up for my mistakes as a son."

"Negative her one person, only for not negative common people." Leng Shangxian stands not far behind Qianming and says plainly.

"No love, no burden." Qian Ming's lips are lightly picked. He is also very distressed and pitied for Liang Qingqing. But pitying is not love. If it really deceives Liang Qingqing's feelings, it is negative.

Leng Shangxian was speechless for a moment, but she understood Qianming's idea in her heart. Liang Qingqing was doing what she wanted to do, and Qianming didn't stop Liang Qingqing. For Liang Qingqing, Qianming was the greatest benefactor and happiness.

When he left the temple, Leng Shangxian only felt that his soul wanted to be sublimated again. The once evil Temple began to become holy, which made Leng Shangxian want to stay here for a while.

But I understand that there is a vinegar jar at home. I can only think about it.

Knowing the current situation of Qianming, Leng Shangxian is more at ease. He no longer doesn't know all the situations of Qianming as he did at the beginning, and he is worried all day long.

"The queen."

Leng Shangxian is still in meditation. Suddenly, he is awakened by a voice. Looking back, he sees that the Rocha is coming towards him.

Her face with a few twist look, looking at the cold string, approached, and then slowly said: "thank you, cold string."

She had done a lot of excessive things to Leng Shangxian and killed her once. If Leng Shangxian was not the queen of the devil, she might have died.

So I really, really became a sinner through the ages.

Think about it, Rocha still feels guilty.

"No need to thank. You saved my son. I should thank you instead." Leng Shangxian looks at the Rocha with a smile. For the Rocha, he feels the fit of soul.

I always feel that I and Rocha are the same people. They are cold-blooded. They are never friendly to strangers. But for those who really help themselves, care about themselves, and they also care about themselves, they take the protection of their lives.

Rocha scratched his head and walked side by side with Leng Shangxian. They didn't speak, but they didn't feel embarrassed.

Through the outer Tianyuan continent, into the city of Xianlian continent, began to become prosperous.

Feng Lingyu, dressed in black, stood at the top of the city gate. He was dressed in a black robe. He was so arrogant and domineering that people couldn't help noticing his existence.He stood with no expression on his face. When he came into contact with Leng Shangxian's figure, he became gentle. He jumped down the wall and met his wife.

Luocha smiles happily, distancing herself from the couple. Looking back, she returns to her Luocha gate from other paths. She has been struggling for a long time, and now she finally apologizes with Leng Shangxian. Knowing that the demon queen she has been worshiping doesn't blame herself and hates herself, the big stone in her heart finally falls down, and her heart is incomparably relaxed.