Qiao Yiqing stared at Cang Hanlin with horror, and his hand was trembling excitedly.

Cang Hanlin had never seen Qiao Yiqing so uneasy.

In his impression, Qiao Yiqing was cold, arrogant, and unrestrained, but she never had the excitement in front of her.

What did she dream about, making her so crazy?

Qiao Yiqing burst into tears unconsciously.

This was the first time she cried in front of others except Xuan Mingche.

The face is deeply imprinted in my mind, but I can't remember it.

Who is that devil???

Thinking of it, the tear glands seemed to have failed and could not be controlled.

When Cang Hanlin saw Qiao Yiqing crying for no reason, he was panicked and hurriedly reached out to wipe her tears: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? What's going on? Are you going to be anxious to death?"

Cang Hanlin felt so distressed that his frown could crush a fly.

Qiao Yiqing looked at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes carefully looked along the outline of Cang Hanlin, and then sighed in a low voice: "He also called me that, and called me Qingqing very affectionately."

Cang Hanlin was confused when he heard this, and asked with an embarrassing expression: "Who calls you that? Who is he?"

"He is the one I love, but unfortunately he died-" Qiao Yiqing said, lowering her head, staring at her hands with a dull look.

Cang Hanlin was confused by her and asked anxiously: "Qingqing, isn't the person you love Xuan Mingche? He is not dead. He is still alive and—"

Cang Hanlin was excited and almost told the news that Xuan Mingche got married.

He even got married to that bitch and lived better than anyone else!

Cang Hanlin looked at Qiao Yiqing's miserable appearance, and then thought of what Xuan Mingche did, and was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Who is Xuan Mingche? Should I know him? But the person I love is the Demon King, the king of the Demon Realm, but he is dead - he is dead -" Qiao Yiqing did not react at all, looked at her hands in a low mood, and murmured repeatedly.

Seeing her staring at her hands in a daze, Cang Hanlin was a little confused: "Qingqing, why are you staring at your hands? Are you uncomfortable with your hands?"

Qiao Yiqing's eyes showed a little sadness, "He died all of this hand."

Seeing Qiao Yi awakened, he felt a little dazed and said something he couldn't understand. He immediately held her hand worriedly and comforted him: "Qingqing, stop thinking about it. I see that you have been in a coma for three days and three nights. For the sake of your body and the children in your belly, you should have a good rest. Do you know?"

When Qiao Yiqing heard this, she remembered that there was a child in her belly, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch her belly: "Is this child his?"

"Qingqing, I said that this child is mine. I will take care of you, mother and son in the future. If you question me again, I will be angry." Cang Hanlin lowered his eyebrows and said in anger.

Qiao Yiqing thought that just a dream would not mean anything, maybe it was just a dream.

Then, she came to her senses and finally smiled at Cang Hanlin: "Well, thank you."

When Cang Hanlin saw that she actually smiled at him and said thank you, she was immediately flattered and seemed a little helpless.

"Qingqing, don't thank me, these are all things I should do." Cang Hanlin looked at her awkwardly, avoiding her overly focused gaze.

Qiao Yiqing looked at the doctor kneeling on the ground in a blink of an eye, and was startled. The puzzled voice suddenly woke up Cang Hanlin who was embarrassed.

"What are they?"

"Uh, these are all doctors who treat you. Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take your pulse for Miss Qiao?" Cang Hanlin hurriedly ordered coldly.

Qiao Yiqing rejected others' approach and refused to say, "I'm fine. No need to watch it, you all go out."

Cang Hanlin immediately stopped resigning when he heard this, frowned and scolded, "It's because you always say you're cured. Look, you fainted again. Now these doctors who are eating fresh food don't know what disease you have. I'm very serious and you need to check carefully."

As he said that, Cang Hanlin did not allow Qiao Yiqing to object at all, and directly ordered the doctors: "Check me well, if there is someone, you will chop your head."

When the doctors heard this, they shook their bodies and rushed forward. In fact, a doctor reached out and tapped Qiao Yiqing's wrist.

He thought for a long time and couldn't help but frown with difficulty. This was obviously without any symptoms, so why did he faint?

Seeing that the doctor had no conclusion for a long time, the sweat on his forehead started to spread. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "My body is already well, why bother with this group of doctors anymore. You all go out-"

When the doctor heard this, he was as if he was given a general amnesty, he quickly bowed his body to Cang Hanlin and replied: "Criminal, Miss Qiao's pulse is stable and her body is not seriously damaged. She doesn't even need to take medicine and has been cured."

When Cang Hanlin heard the word "healing" and growled in anger: "Bastard, why did she recover when she just woke up?"

"Miss Qiao's body is not caused by illness. I think she should be heart disease and needs to relax her heart and relieve her inner depression."

Hearing this, Cang Hanlin suddenly realized that he must have felt uncomfortable thinking that Qiao Yiqing had been greatly stimulated these days.

Immediately, he waved his hand, signaled the doctor to retreat, and then suggested to Qiao Yiqing: "Qingqing, I will accompany you out for a walk."

"No need to bother you, I'll just walk alone."

Cang Hanlin frowned unhappily: "Wouldn't it be good for me to accompany you?"

At this moment, a palace maid came in outside and respectfully saluted Cang Hanlin: "Criminal, my wife asks you to come here."

Cang Hanlin turned his face when he heard this and said in confusion: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, please come over as soon as possible."

When Qiao Yiqing saw him, she didn't want to delay his business: "Go, the doctor just said that I was fine, so you don't need to worry. I'll go out for a walk by myself later."

Seeing that Qiao Yiqing was really fine, Cang Hanlin nodded and walked away with the palace maid.

Qiao Yiqing was lying on the bed, and the thrilling scenes echoed in her mind, so real and so profound.

But all this is a dream.

Everything she saw in her dreams was a mystery.

She felt that this dream was incomplete. The woman who looked exactly like her and the devil were hugging each other in a sea of ​​flowers. That scene must have been the reunion of the two after the catastrophe, but she woke up when the two separated.

The dream is broken, but the love is not broken.

What kind of past is it? What kind of story is it?

Qiao Yiqing sighed in entanglement. At this moment, the blood gourd that fell on her neck moved.

She was so shocked that she reached out to take off the pendant. The blood gourd suddenly became bigger, and then a comfortable sound suddenly rose.

"Ah hahaha- Doudou finally advanced!!!"

I saw a ball of pink popping out of the blood gourd, and after flying around in the air, it fell steadily on Qiao Yiqing's body.

At this time, Doudou, who had been pink and tender, suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Yiqing.
Chapter completed!