Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 31: Competition conference

Two generations, her first kiss, which she had kept for more than 20 years, was taken away!

Suddenly, a strange and familiar fragment flashed in Mu Qianyue's mind. When she wanted to see it clearly, it flashed away and disappeared...

Mu Qianyue returned to her senses, reached out and pushed him away, staring at him earnestly, "Have we met before?"

Na Lanjing was stunned, a deep and complicated flashed in her lavender eyes, climbed down from her and lay down beside her, "We met before, but you ignored me at that time."

There was a hint of loneliness in her voice.

Huh? ignore him? He was talking about the original owner of this body.

Mu Qianyue stroked her forehead with a headache. She seemed to have forgotten something. By the way, this body seems to have only the memory of the past three years! But there is no memory before the age of twelve!

What's going on here? ! Why are there no impressions of things before the age of twelve? Could it be that something went wrong when she received the memory?

At this time, Nalan Jing's slight snoring was heard beside her, and Mu Qianyue twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly. Did she fall asleep so quickly?

Still a fool is happier!

Pick up the quilt next to him and gently cover him.

The man's long eyelashes like butterfly wings are lightly raised, his face is as delicate as the perfect masterpiece of God, and his cherry-like lips are pursed lightly.

"A man is so good-looking, what makes the women in the world feel bad?" Mu Qianyue murmured softly, closed her eyes, and unknowingly fell asleep. When she woke up, she found that there was no one around her. Nalan Jing's figure.

In the study, the man looked indifferently at the figure half-kneeling in front of him, and asked, "How is it?"

"The princess treated her human body with her humanity, and finally Mu Yurou committed suicide by jumping off a cliff." Xuan Ye knelt on the ground in the middle of the night, telling all the scenes she saw.

Nalanjing snorted coldly, "It's really cheap for her to die so easily."

Turn his head, his eyes fell on Xuan Ye coldly, "Go to the Nether Hell to receive the punishment!"

Xuan Ye shivered all over, the Nether Prison... A look of fear and helplessness flashed in his eyes, who let him accidentally let Mu Yurou die, and didn't let the master torture her to the fullest...

Cang Ming looked at him with sympathy on his face, secretly rejoicing in his heart that fortunately, his task today was to secretly protect the princess.

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The life of marrying into King Jing's mansion was very peaceful, and almost every day, he lived a repetitive life, alchemy, cultivation, and then giving Nalan Jing acupuncture to expel poison.

"As long as you give three more injections, the poison in your body will be almost eliminated." Mu Qianyue said.

"Miss, you are amazing." Nalan Jing hugged her excitedly, "Is it possible that my poison is over, so I can see you then? I really want to see your appearance, um, definitely As beautiful as an angel..."

Besides Cang Ming and Xuan Ye, they felt goosebumps on their bodies when they heard the words.

During this period of time, Cang Ming and Xuan Ye also walked into Mu Qianyue's sight from the dark.

"Stop flattering, I'm going to practice." Mu Qianyue pushed him away.

Seeing that his master touched a gray nose, Cang Ming couldn't help laughing secretly in his heart. It seemed that the master's way of chasing his wife was still far away.

"Master, come on, you can do it!"

Na Lanjing turned his head and looked at him with dark eyes, "Do you think this day is too boring, do you want to go to the nether prison to accompany him?"

"Uh... no, no, I'm not familiar with him." Cang Ming smirked, and quickly slipped out with oil on the soles of his feet.

As soon as Mu Qianyue returned to her room, she saw Dongmei handing over a letter, "Princess, your letter."

"My letter?" Wei Wei was stunned, who would write to him? Grandpa, big brother? The Marquis of Zhenguo was not far from King Jing's mansion, so they didn't need to write a letter to themselves, it was enough to send a shadow over to say it.

Who would that be?

Looks like she doesn't know anyone in Fengying Country, right?

Open the envelope and take out a jade pendant from the inside. It is soft and gentle in texture. It is made of high-quality suet jade and has a pattern of dragon and phoenix engraved on it.

Suddenly, a brilliant white light refracted from the jade pendant, and all the light gradually condensed into four words in the air, "I'm back."

I'm back?

Mu Qianyue looked puzzled, who came back? I searched the memory in my mind, but I couldn't remember who it was.

His uncle, you will come back when you come back, why do you keep it so mysterious?

After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Qianyue simply entered the space of the Tongtian Tower. There are still three days before the competition. During this period of time, her strength has improved a lot, and she has become a ninth-order true martial artist. Lingwu practitioners are only one step away.

"I thought you were fragrant and nephrite all day long, and even forgot to practice." Tian Shuo stared.

Mu Qianyue pursed her lips and smiled, "Oh, why do I smell sour...are you jealous?"

Tian Shuo blushed suddenly, and said anxiously: "No! How could I be jealous? I am afraid that you will be drunk in the gentle village and not cultivate well, and it will delay me. I don't want to have a weak and explosive person. Master!"

Looking at someone arrogant, Mu Qianyue couldn't help but burst into a smile, "Don't worry, your master is as beautiful as a flower, do I still need to get drunk in someone else's gentle village?"

Three days are just around the corner.

This competition was set up on the martial arts field in the center of the Palace of Phoenix Film City. A high platform was built around it, and it was crowded with people watching the fun.

There are people in different clothes sitting in the high stands, and there are people from the other three major countries, such as Nanjiang, Beiming, Xiyue, and some large sects on the mainland, which are very lively.

Because the competition is held every three years, there are many people participating in the competition, all of whom are under the age of 25.

"Huh? Isn't that Princess Jing? Why did she come to participate in the competition?"

"A **** is also coming to participate in the competition? Don't make fun of it!"

"The trash should stay in the mansion to embroider, write and write. She can't be involved in the competition."

"I guess she's here for abuse, haha..."

When everyone saw Mu Qianyue's arrival, they all showed sarcasm.

As if she hadn't heard of everyone's ridicule, Mu Qianyue walked to her seat with a calm expression. Suddenly, there was a gloomy gaze staring at him, and when he turned his head, he saw Na Lanyu staring at him grimly from the position in front of him.

Brows frowned slightly, it seems that Na Lanyu's temperament changed greatly after he was deposed, and he wanted to vent his anger.

However, she is not a soft persimmon that can be handled at will.

"My lady, drink water." A clear and familiar voice sounded.

Mu Qianyue raised her head and saw Nalanjing standing in front of her at some point in time, handing over the water glass with a diligent face, a clear and bright smile on her beautiful face, almost fluttering in the golden sunlight her eyes.