Duanmu Xia caught up with Tang Jiaren and said coldly: "Come with me."

Tang Jiaren didn't want to leave this place at all, she seemed to wait for Yu Qianqiong to come out. Although she knew that a tuft of white hair was a waste, she felt it was unbearable when she thought that he would touch Yu Qianqiong. Yu Qianqiong said that she was sent to the tiger's mouth to save her and she couldn't pat her butt to watch the fun. She was going to count a hundred numbers. If Yu Qianqiong couldn't come out by herself, she would "cause trouble" and rescue him. Well, at any cost!

What is annoying is that Duanmuxia came out halfway and asked him to follow him. Where to go? What to talk about? In the middle of the night, the lonely man and the widow are not familiar with each other. Is it good to keep a distance?

Tang Jiaren followed Duanmuxia in her heart and walked forward slowly.

Duanmu Xia turned around and glared at Tang Jiaren, and she immediately took two steps. Duanmu Xia walked forward and she began to move slowly again. Duanmu Xia felt that the second prince was right, and that face saved her life.

Duanmuxia suddenly stopped and Tang Jiaren immediately stood still.

Duanmuxia turned around, walked back a few steps, came to Tang Jiaren, raised her hand, and poked her forehead hard.

Tang Jiaren said oh, covered her forehead, and looked at Duanmuxia with grievance.

Duanmuxia shook her index finger and said angrily: "You are my person, haha?! You are my person, why don't you listen to me? I asked you to come to the study to find me, but you just ran to the garden."

Tang Jiaren muttered: "I want to go to the study room, but I don't know where the study room is. I want to find someone to inquire, but I don't see anyone. I finally saw someone, but I was sent to deliver delicious food. I finally delivered perfect food, but what happened again..."

Duanmu Xia poked Tang Jiaren's forehead again and said with hatred: "Just do it!"

Tang Jiaren rubbed her forehead and said, "Just poke me. I'm so stupid. Let's see where else can you send me?!"

Duanmu Xiaxu pointed Tang Jiaren twice, angrily withdrew his hand, shook his sleeves, turned around, and continued to walk forward. After walking a few steps, he turned back and pulled Tang Jiaren's wrist, and continued to stride forward.

Tang Jiaren followed reluctantly and said, "Where are you going?"

Duanmu Xia said: "Sleep!"

Tang Jiaren asked: "How to sleep? Who should I sleep with?"

Duanmu Xia was shocked by Tang Jiaren's words. He stopped, looked at Tang Jiaren, and frowned, "You..." He wanted to say, you are not perfect, but if you think about it, you will be sure that she is not perfect. Which man doesn't want to take such a beautiful woman for himself? She is a maid in Baichuan Pavilion, how could those two pavilions let her go?

Tang Jiaren continued to ask, "Don't you have to sleep with the fat and obscene girl who is fat and bullied?"

Duanmu Xia Dunmu felt a little confused. Damn, he actually saw a hint of pity in Yunbi's eyes!

That's right, this sympathy made him feel strong and wanted to smash something to vent. It was this sympathy that made him realize that he was actually a slave like Yunbi. He was a slave of power, willing to be low and small, willing to be false, willing to coax a future with tenderness and sweetness. Yunbi was his sergeant, and must also be submissive. So, is she also pretending to him? Is she coaxing a future with tenderness and sweetness?

This perception made Duanmuxia very irritable.

He simply shook Tang Jiaren's hand away and said rudely: "Get back!"

Tang Jiaren was delighted and replied: "No."

Duanmuxia warned: "The palace is no better than other places, and it will be fatal to walk around and watch."

Tang Jiaren nodded obediently.

Duanmu Xia was immediately worried when she saw her so well-behaved. In his perception, Fan Yunbi was well-behaved and would definitely cause trouble. He simply called out A Pan who had sent Qiu Jiangyan back and said, "Send her back."

Apan walked out of the darkness and replied: "No."

Duanmu Xia walked towards Qiu Jiangyan's yard without looking back, and Apan and Tang Jiaren walked towards Sanniang's yard without saying a word.

When he arrived at the door, Apan suddenly spoke, "You look so beautiful. The skin looks good, the flesh is tender, and the blood must smell very good."

If an ordinary woman heard this, she would be so scared that she dared not say anything. Not only was Tang Jiaren not afraid of Apan, she also thought about how to kill him. So she said, "I am of course very good, but I am not qualified to touch a lowly idiot like you." She left a contemptuous and sarcastic look, closed the door, and blocked Apan's gloomy gaze.

Apan smiled strangely and turned away.

When Tang Jiaren heard this laughter, she felt a little scared from the bottom of her heart. She felt that she could beat him down with two roast chickens, but she didn't know where his confidence in laughing so much came from?

Tang Jiaren had no time to think about it, and immediately opened the door after Apan left and sneaked into the darkness.

In the hall of the Second Prince, the Second Prince was like a poisonous snake, staring at Yu Qianqiong motionlessly.

Yu Qianqiong wore half a mask on his face, and one of his lips was red as if he was about to drip blood. His limbs were slender, his waist was slender, and he was completely limp on the ground. He was so defenseless, and he was so tempting compared to his usual caution.

The second prince stood up, walked towards Yu Qianqiong, bent down, and picked up the person. His movements were so gentle, as if he was holding a fragile thing. Who could imagine who was fisting and kicking the treasure just now, and who wanted to kick and smash it? For some people, the so-called love is just their own accessories.

When Yu Qianqiong was picked up, her eyelids trembled, and she looked a little uneasy, but she didn't wake up.

The second prince carried the man into a bathhouse made of Hetian jade and gently placed it on the collapse.

As the water vapor lingered, the second prince pulled away Yu Qianqiong's high-burned hair crown, causing the black hair to scatter and floated on the bathing water, wet the tip of his hair.

The second prince's breathing was three points heavier, and he stretched out his hand to Yu Qianqiong again and took off half of the silver mask from his face.

Yu Qianqiong's scratched half of his face suddenly appeared, and under his particularly soft appearance, he looked a little hideous.

However, the second prince did not think it was ugly.

He felt that Yu Qianqiong, who was covered in bruises, had a unique beauty. He was like a broken treasure knife, with rust and scarlet blood stains, but the pride in his bones had a look of the world, which made people love them all, and wanted to peel off the colorful and concealment and see his seductive body.

The Second Prince was like a thief who was spying on treasures, carefully stretched out his hand to peel Yu Qianqiong's clothes. As soon as his fingers touched Yu Qianqiong's collar, Yu Qianqiong instantly bounced up as if he was stung, and spit it on the Second Prince.
Chapter completed!