Tang Jiaren looked at Yu Qianqiong's thin back and felt a very strange feeling in her heart, which was like a farewell without hesitation, as well as the desolation of falling autumn leaves and the indescribable tragic tyranny.

Tang Jiaren's heart flashed and she was about to catch up with her immediately.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Cangqiong made a mistake and stood in front of Tang Jiaren, stopped the person, and said, "You want the Piheng Seal, he will take the Piheng Seal and complement each other."

Tang Jiaren frowned slightly and said, "I touched the tuft of white hair all over, but I didn't find any marks. He could touch it just by touching it?" He walked around Zhan Cangqiu and continued to chase out.

Zhan Cangkong stopped Tang Jiaren again and asked, "What are you worried about? Those who accomplish great things are not careful. If you don't want to save Duanmu Yan, you can chase him. Anyway, if Duanmu Yan dies, it will be more beneficial to me."

Tang Jiaren shouted: "Get up!"

Zhan Cangqiong smiled sarcastically and said, "What's the hurry? The second prince is already a strong man on the outside and the middle. Even if he is anxious, he can only rely on his heroes. He will go there and get the Piheng Seal back. Wouldn't that be happy?"

Tang Jiaren suddenly became furious and slapped Zhan Cangqiong on the face, making a loud noise.

Zhan Cangqiong was not careful and was beaten up by her. A line of blood slowly flowed down the corners of his lips, bright red and dazzling.

It can be seen that Tang Jiaren used a lot of effort.

The eyes were facing each other, and the fire was burning, and I wished that the other party would be burned to ashes.

Tang Jiaren did not retreat at all, and tried to bypass Zhan Cangqiong and continue to chase Yu Qianqiong. Zhan Cangqiong but refused to give in and blocked the door.

Tang Jiaren said coldly: "Do away!"

Zhan Cangqiong licked the corner of his mouth and said, "You are the first woman to slap my face."

Tang Jiaren raised her chin and said proudly: "I dare to kill you, what's the point of slapping you?"

Zhan Cangqiong stared at Tang Jiaren, gave a thumbs up, tapped his chest, and said, "Do you think that if I have stones here, it won't hurt?"

Tang Jiaren reached out to push the battle against Cangqiong and said angrily: "I care whether you feel pain or not! Dodge me!"

Zhan Cangqiong hugged Tang Jiaren and kissed him hard.

Tang Jiaren opened her mouth and bit her, without any hesitation.

There were muffled groans coming from the room, which made people think a lot.

Outside the house, Huang Ruyi curled her lips and said sourly: "The Lord of Flower Hall is really lucky to be treated like this by the Lord of the Palace."

Fang Heizi's face turned a little darker again.

With the sound of the porcelain shattering, Tang Jiaren walked out of the room, passed through the black and yellow, and ran out with great strides.

Huang Ruyi looked at Tang Jiaren's back and immediately turned around and ran into the room.

But Zhan Cangkong was holding the legs of the table and sitting up from the ground. He shook his head, and the broken wine jars fell one after another, looking quite spectacular.

Huang Ruyi was stunned.

Zhan Cangqiong got up from the ground without changing his face, swept away most of his wet clothes, and sat on the chair with a majestic momentum. His face changed. He stood up high and pulled out a piece of broken tiles from his back hips.

There were bloodshots hanging on the tip of the tiles.

Zhan Cangqiong threw away the tiles and said in a calm voice: "Check it out."

Huang Ruyi asked: "Clean up the floor or clean up your wound?"

Zhan Cangqiong replied: "I don't hurt."

Huang Ruyi said: "Prince, you are bleeding."

Zhan Cangkong touched the blood that had fallen from the top of his head to his forehead, and said calmly: "Don't worry, it's just a little blood." Before he finished speaking, a large piece of blood flowed down, looking quite scary.

Huang Ruyi exclaimed: "So much blood!"

Zhan Cangqiong wiped his blood and said, "No obstacle...     " He fainted and the man fell backwards.

Huang Ruyi's eyes lit up and she immediately rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, Fang Heizi appeared and hugged the unconscious Zhan Cangqiong.

Huang Ruyi said: "Leave the palace master to me."

Fang Heizi said: "Get the gold-in medicine and clean cloth to bring it out. If you dare to have other messy ideas, be careful that the Palace Master will cut something you will get when he wakes up."

Huang Ruyi stomped her feet, turned to find the clean cloth belt, and muttered, "What else can I cut? I'm squatting and peeing now."

Fang Heizi's hand shook and almost threw Zhan Cangkong to the ground.

On the other side, Tang Jiaren chased her out and headed straight to the second prince's yard. However, in the pavilion beside the lotus pond, Yu Qianqiong was talking to a woman. The location of the two seemed to be open and there was nothing wrong with it, but Tang Jiaren found that the pavilion was located by the weeping willows. If you hadn't looked carefully, it would be difficult to see the two of them.

Tang Jiaren stopped, subconsciously hid behind the tree, and secretly peeked at the two of them, wondering who Yu Qianqiong was talking to. The willow branches hung low, blocking the woman's face, so she could only prick up her ears and listen carefully. Fortunately, her ears and vision are different now.

Yu Qianqiong stretched out his hand and handed it to the woman something.

The woman didn't answer.

Yu Qianqiong said: "Hold it."

The woman said, "I don't need it."

Yu Qianqiong said persistently: "Hold it."

The woman said coldly: "Do you know that every time I swallow this thing, it feels like a thorn in my throat?"

Yu Qianqiong stretched out his hand and refused to take it back.

The woman said, "You know, what I want."

Yu Qianqiong said: "No."

The woman knocked off the thing from Yu Qianqiong's hand and gritted her teeth and whispered: "Don't force me!"

Yu Qianqiong squatted down, picked up the round thing, handed it to the woman again, and said, "You should learn to please the prince."

The woman raised her hand and slapped Yu Qianqiong hard on the face, making a slap.

Tang Jiaren subconsciously wanted to go forward, but she held it back.

Yu Qianqiong said calmly: "Give up something like this can save your life."

The woman spitted and cursed, "What did you do for the sake of favor?! Do you think you are a man? You are servile and flattering, and just to survive... It's shameless! Take away your filthy medicine, I would rather die than take your favor!"

Yu Qianqiong suddenly smiled, low, soft, cool...

He said: "Every time I give you medicine, I have to say it this way. Year after year, day after day, I am tired, but you are enjoying it. Is it interesting?"

The woman froze and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yu Qianqiong took back the pill and said, "It's not interesting. I am a sinner. I sell myself for honor. I am timid and cowardly. I flatter you... In your eyes, I am always so unbearable. I am not as pure and innocent as you, and you are not afraid of power."

The woman said angrily: "You!"

Yu Qianqiong raised his hand and threw the thing he held in his hand directly into the lotus pond, and sank it into the water with a thud.

The woman was stunned, and immediately looked over and said, "Are you crazy?!"

Yu Qianqiong said, "Since you hate it so much, it's better to throw it away." After saying that, he walked out of the pavilion.
Chapter completed!