Chapter 267 He Has a Sword, and only a Sword.

"Master Baili?" the imperial doctor beside him called anxiously.

He was already suffering from internal injuries, but now his mood fluctuates too much, his muscles and veins are retrograde, and his energy is bursting.

"Master Baili! You mustn't worry too much." He anxiously called Baili Qingxue, his forehead was sweating anxiously.

He is the imperial doctor sent by the emperor to protect Young Master Baili. If something happens to Young Master Baili and he is fundamentally injured, his royal doctor will end.

Baili Qingxue did not hear him at all, but felt that all the voices seemed to be coming from another world, vague and indistinct.

In his mind, there was only a clear and loud voice that kept echoing, like a bell and drum ringing in his mind——

"My servant, I don't want to marry Baili Qingxue as a wife."

Countless memories flashed in my mind.

When he was blind, frightened and at a loss, that gentle and attentive voice...

On the competition stage... the girl who was beaten by the whip, the weak and powerless, desperate and painful call...

When she left the competition arena, the open and reckless eyes when she challenged him, the resolute and resolute back when she turned around...

In the forest of no return, her confident and unrestrained smile...

And when he spoke for Lin Wanyue, her indifferent and sarcastic expression...

Scene after scene, frame by frame, kept spinning back and forth in his mind, causing his heart to twitch, choked so hard that he couldn't breathe, and had a splitting headache.

But he can't do anything... The only thing he can do now is to try to look at her with wide eyes, looking forward to even the slightest possibility.

On the stage, Emperor Bei An frowned harshly after being surprised.

"My golden words cannot be changed.

Since the marriage has been granted, how can it be taken back?

Yun Qingyan, please change your request. "

Compared with Yun Qingyan, a new formation, he still prefers the future genius of the god-level in his heart.

A cluster of sparks seemed to light up in Baili Qingxue's ashes-like eyes, as if a lost person in the desert saw the stars guiding the direction, rekindling hope.

He clenched his fist tightly, just give him one chance... just once!

He will definitely make up for the mistakes he made!

The entire venue fell silent.

All eyes fell on Yun Qingyan.

Guanghan clenched the sword in his hand, his face was cold and stern, like a sword unsheathed, and the sharpness made the people around him dare not look directly.

Yun Tian's eyes were warm and firm, as if telling Yun Qingyan to stick to her own ideas, no matter what, even if she resisted the emperor's order, he would support her to the end.

Yun Qingyan curled her lips into a smile, she had long expected this situation.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone!" Yun Qingyan waved his hand, his small face was open, and his ink hair fluttered in the wind along with the white dress, like a floating cloud, which cannot be caught, cannot be touched, and is fleeting. ...

Guanghan was facing the wind, his body was screeching, and his knuckled fingers couldn't help sticking out, trying to grab something...

The five fingers were suddenly empty, and Guang Han was stunned for a while, what was he doing just now...?

His eyes darkened, and he held the cold sword in his arms tightly.

He has a sword, and only a sword.

In his life, a sword is enough, and the rest, don't think too much.

On the throne, Bei An Huang stared slightly, he also wanted to know what Yun Qingyan wanted to do.

"Bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Bei An Huang said to the palace attendant who was accompanying him.

Immediately, a palace attendant brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and sent it to Yun Qingyan.

Yun Qingyan spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up the ink pen, swiped with a large pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake!

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