MMB 147 Acting, or crazy?
147 Acting, or crazy?
I stared at him blankly, without saying a word.
The hands under the table were restlessly clutching the clothes, full of sweat.
I clearly remembered that the child was on my left, and I did hear the sound before I shot.
Moreover, I, a person who can't even condense my spiritual power now, how could I be insane.
It seems that it was my confusion that made Qin Luo's anger calm down a bit, and the gaze that was looking at me finally no longer had the meaning of scrutiny.
It's just that the coercion in the hall still hasn't been removed, and it's so heavy that people can't breathe.
"Qin Luo, I don't have one. That's my own child too, how could I"
I opened my mouth to explain, but the more I spoke, the less confident I became. After all, the child's wounds were obvious.
Qin Luo frowned, and suddenly pulled my wrist, the originally unattractive face changed from cloudy to cloudy, and the coercion in the hall became a bit heavier.
It made me very depressed, and my forehead was covered with fine sweat.
"Anzhi, what's wrong with you?"
I don't know if it was my illusion, but I actually saw bitterness and helplessness on his face.
I wanted to withdraw my hand without a trace, but he grabbed it tightly.
"I didn't have anything to do. I was just looking at that thing, and then I suddenly saw the news about the Lenggong, and then I heard a strange voice, so..."
Before I finished explaining, Qin Luo had already raised his hand and pulled the things on the bed. After only a few glances, there was a mocking smile on his face, and he looked at me very glaringly.
He's the one with the convulsions, right?I secretly complained mentally and looked at him quietly.
After a long time, he finally put away that smile, raised his hand and threw the moving brick to me.
A cold voice that is not even comparable to that machine rang in my ears: "Anzhi, even if you make up a story, make up a good one."
make up a story?When did I make up a story.
With such a strong mental power and so many memory fragments, I don't need to use that brain at all, okay?
It's just that he suddenly threw the thing back at me. Did he want me to find some evidence?
I squinted at him, and the man still had that half-smile expression.
I shook my hands and swiped up the screen, trying to find evidence, but I couldn't find that strange news no matter how hard I searched. Even when I searched for Concubine Lian, only unregistered information was displayed, and I couldn't find it. Inquire.
It's not like just now, there is such a strong reaction, let alone the weird female voice.
"But...it wasn't like this just now."
I said in a daze, even though I told myself in my heart to be strong and to find out the black hand behind the scenes, tears still fell down without any hope.
It slowly landed on the flashing green screen, rippling dots one after another, and then evaporated in an instant.
Is this strong waterproof function?I reached out to touch those dots, but Qin Luo pulled my hand into the air again.
Following the strong pulling force, she threw herself into his arms.
"Anzhi, are you blaming me for not having time to accompany you recently, that's why you did this?" He held his head so that I had to meet his gaze.
After awakening those skills, I am no longer afraid of this so-called strong suggestion.
It's just that I can't see myself in his black and translucent eyes, not only that, but also I can't find a trace of tenderness between lovers.
The tone of questioning, as if we are not a husband and wife recognized by heaven, but a couple who have signed some kind of domineering contract in the novel. I was in the passive position, silently bearing the fierce scrutiny.
"I'm not that boring. You are busy with business. Why do I think you should accompany me?"
I was so hurt by him, but I couldn't resist, so I had to explain.
However, my words, instead of easing the tense atmosphere between us, seemed to intensify his anger.
The hand, which was already very strong, became a little tighter, almost making me breathless.
"Anzhi, why do you deceive yourself and others? If not, why would you hurt the child?"
"I didn't! I really heard the voice, and I remembered that the child was not behind me!" Because of the discomfort, my voice became a little louder in vain, as if a powder keg had been ignited, Qin Luo's face suddenly revealed Angry look!
"Anzhi, why are you still lying now! I know that I did something wrong with Shan'er, you can scold me or beat me, I have no objection, but how can you attack such a young child! "
"What are you talking about! I don't understand."
I really want to pry Qin Luo's mind open to see, the person who cares most about the child seems to be me all the time, right?
When I was about to give birth, he was the one who said to refine the child to absorb spiritual power, right?
Why now, it turned out to be a heinous villain, who just wanted to rely on the child to attract attention.
"Don't understand? I don't understand why you woke up yesterday and almost dropped the child after just looking at it?"
"Don't understand? Then why are there traces of golden lotus fire on the child's feet!"
He yelled at me aggressively, cornering me step by step.
Originally, this sudden change had already made me tired, and I was very bored with everything here.
Being excited by him at this moment, I just feel like I am soaking in magma at the moment. Every blood spot is like the tumbling volcanic magma, bursting out sparks of spiritual power from time to time, which is very tormenting.
"Can you stop talking? I really didn't mean it!"
I turned my head away in agitation and said coldly.
I don't know if people in high positions have more or less official authority and official accent.
Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly let go of my hand. The powerful spiritual power frightened me, and I took several steps back. Because the hall was too empty, I walked back all the way, but I couldn't find anything. fulcrum.
In the end, the spiritual power gradually weakened, but I just fell to the ground.
The cold touch poured into my body like a tide, colliding with the raging fire in my body.
Ice and fire are intertwined in my body, and sweat flows down my cheeks like it costs nothing.
Qin Luo was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would have such great strength when he made a move. He didn't come to help me at the first time, but stood not far away, staring blankly at his own hand, and kept shaking his head.
"Anzhi, what are you doing again? The spiritual power in your body that I checked just now is so strong, why does it look so fragile now?"
I stared at the ground, ignoring him for a while, secretly thinking of medicine to bring the two strands of spiritual power together.
However, my unsatisfactory dantian was originally a bottomless pit that could be absorbed. Now it is a direct strike, and it can't even absorb it. Instead, it is still repelling two strands of spiritual power.
Originally, she had just given birth, and she had only been lying down for a few days, but her body hadn't recovered.
However, this floor is not the warm jade I imagined, but the high-quality underworld white marble, full of yin, which is especially suitable for ghost cultivation.
I remember when I was wandering around last time, Nanny Qin once said that this palace was specially built by Lord Pluto for his future wife, and all the materials were the best.
It's just that he never seemed to think that his wife would be an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that I was superfluous.
It seems that everything here is so incompatible with me. My existence not only did not bring joy to Ran, but made Qin Luo feel very embarrassed and worried about the child.
I twitched the corners of my mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and looked around, trying to find something that could make me stand up.
However, after watching for a long time, my position is extremely awkward, and there is nothing around me.
In the distance, Nanny Qin and a group of maids stood outside with their heads down, not daring to breathe.
It's really worse.
The irritable spiritual power in my body became more and more violent, and I even wanted to raise my hand and give myself a slap, just to knock myself unconscious.
However, when the book is used, I hate less. My mind is blank at this moment, and I can't find that acupuncture point at all.
After groping on the body for a long time, not only did it not relieve the pain at all, but the gauze wrapped around the stomach also began to loosen, and as soon as the hand applied it, it felt wet.
However, what they wore for me was the kind of robe of unknown material, so I couldn't see what was going on inside.
"Qin Luo, can you help me up first?"
In the end, I succumbed to the pain and looked at the standing man with a bitter face.
Qin Luo looked at me condescendingly, with an inexplicably bright glint in his eyes.
"what happened to you?"
After a long time, he finally choked out such a sentence.
"Can't you see it?" I looked at him speechlessly, even if I couldn't see the blood, at least I could see the sweat on my forehead clearly, right?
Can I still force myself to sweat?
Qin Luo frowned, as if hesitating, after a while he squatted down and reached out to touch my forehead.
My heart was completely broken, but there was nothing I could do.
The heart that was already irritable suddenly heard the female voice that rang out just now.
"What? It doesn't feel good to be suspected by others, right? I came here all those years ago. Since you want to be his woman, you will have to suffer all these hardships!"
"Who?" I called out subconsciously, looking around vigilantly.
This time without the golden pupil, I have already seen a figure behind Qin Luo.
It was a woman in palace attire, a light blue palace gown, with white twine embroidered on the skirt.
The long black hair like a waterfall is casually hung behind her. It is obviously an irregular way to wear it, but it is so appropriate when worn on her body. And that powerful aura.
It's very similar to the kind of queen in a costume drama. She doesn't need to speak much, and her aura alone has already surpassed many others.
Curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a fair face, a pair of green eyes, with a hint of seductiveness, seems to be a bit inconsistent with the solemn aura, but it adds a beauty.
"Concubine Lian!"
I cried out in a daze, just looking at those eyes, completely not noticing that Qin Luo next to me had a hideous face.
"Anzhi, what are you talking about!"
The angry voice rang in my ears, and the hand pinching my shoulder became harder and harder.
It's just that at this moment, I just want to prove my innocence, and I throw away a soul-locking spell.
There is also a little bit of golden light, it seems that the violent spiritual power in my body has also found an outlet.
just
"Gu Anzhi, I think you are really crazy!"
Qin Luo's irritable voice resounded throughout the hall, and there was a crowd of people kneeling outside.
I was about to explain something when suddenly my neck hurt and I lost consciousness instantly.
When he woke up again, his body was covered with all kinds of gauze.
I just wanted to move, but found that I was covered by a huge red thing that looked like a turtle shell, and I couldn't move at all.
Outside the barrier, Mother Qin was looking at me with that constipated expression.