In the past few days, she was very depressed, so she came out every day to relax.

As a result, she actually encountered Jun Aohan again!

"Why would this king die?"

Jun Aohan was confused.

In fact, he didn't have a bad feeling for Wan Yanling, of course, he had no good feelings.

In his eyes, for other women than Ye Qingli.

There are only two words-Ignore!

As long as Wan Yanling does not bother him.

His attitude is still not bad.

However, his plain tone caused Wan Yanling's misunderstanding instead.

She said in surprise: "Did you ... figure it out?"

That's right!

It must be so!

The more she thought, the more she thought her guess was right!

Although the matter of the nuptial marriage, many people in Fengyi City knew about it.

But, people, when there is no brain fever.

How to say, that is also a prince.

How could it really be for a dead person not to marry for life?

When the meaning arrives, it will come.

After Yan Yanling's thoughts, Jun Aohan now must have figured it out!

I have decided to let go of the past and start a new life!

Are you happy not to see his expression?

Ye Qingli sat in Jun Aohan's arms. The two rode a horse. She was covered by Jun Aohan's wide robe.

Therefore, Wan Yanling did not notice her.

At this time, she said excitedly: "Now that you have figured it out, can you marry me now?"

"what?"

Jun Aohan thought he had heard it wrong.

He glanced at Yan Yongling.

"Do you know this girl?"

"What are you talking about? This girl?"

Wan Yanling screamed.

She was so angry that she became so angry!

This man doesn't remember himself at all?

Whether he likes or hates himself, whether he speaks softly to himself, or screams at him.

Wan Yanling will not mind too much.

But he actually asked-do we know?

Did he never remember himself from beginning to end?

Don't remember a woman who once showed him love in public?

Jun Aohan really does not remember.

Except for Ye Qingli, no matter what kind of woman, in his mind, he will not be too impressed.

Especially when Wan Yanling showed his love to him.

It was the tense moment when he was preparing for the wedding.

He had long forgotten this woman.

"Who ..."

Ye Qingli asked lazily.

She leaned on Jun Aohan's arms and was about to fall asleep.

As a result, he was awakened by Wan Yanling's scream.

"I don't know, maybe a lunatic."

Jun Aohan turned his horse and wanted to leave.

Wan Yanyong shouted loudly and said, "Ghost King! Have you forgotten, I am Princess Dongze! Now that your wife is dead, then I will marry you! I have already spoken to your emperor, after that, you My wife ’s position is mine! "

She pointed her whip at Jun Aohan.

"In the future, you will be my husband! Forget your dead woman!"

Ye Qingli opened her eyes confusedly.

She heard intermittently.

"Isn't this woman mentally ill?"

She stripped Jun Aohan's big cloak, and looked out.

Wan Yanling saw that in Jun Aohan's arms, there was still a person lying.

Her face was white, and she couldn't believe it.

"Who are you? Actually so close to him?"

She raised her hand, directly at Ye Qingli's face, and pulled it up with a whip!