Chapter 247 Uneasy
In the backyard of the inn, weapons "ding-ding" sounded from time to time. Under the setting sun, the two men in strong clothes were agile and agile.

Sitting on the stone chair, Beigong Tengxiao raised his glass and took a sip of Longjing. There was already that doting smile on his handsome face, and Chu Jiaoli's agility was reflected in his eyes.

During the martial arts competition, Beigong Tengxiao made a request. He and Beigong Qianqiu were not at odds. When she saw her using Yushui Shengong, she would think of Beigong Qianqiu, so she was not allowed to use it.

Except for the water-retaining magical skills, the current moves were taught to her by that person.

Half an hour later, as the setting sun gradually fell, Chu Jiaoli's stomach let out a protest.

She frowned slightly, then ran to Beigong Tengxiao with a smile, grabbed his arm with both hands and shook it, and said sweetly, "Brother Tengxiao, I'm hungry."

Beigong Tengxiao smiled lightly, and could hear her deliberately suppressed panting when he got closer. He raised his eyes to look at her who was dripping with sweat, a trace of sweat-soaked temple hair stuck to his cheek.

He raised his hand to clean her up, but when Chu Jiaoli saw him approaching, she suddenly took a step back in vigilance, quickly took out a clean handkerchief from her bosom, wiped the sweat off her face, and smiled.

Beigong Tengxiao was slightly stunned, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

Chu Jiaoli smiled awkwardly, bit her lip, and said, "Dirty, don't touch it."

Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao was amused, raised his hand to grab her, hugged her into his arms, and expressed that he didn't mind her sweating at all, but she backed away in fright, turned around and ran back to the room, yelling at her back. Said: "I'm going to take a bath first!"

Beigong Tengxiao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Aren't you hungry? Eat first!"

"No, I'll eat after I take a bath!"

As if afraid of him chasing him, the panicked voice ran further and further away.

Beigong Tengxiao sighed helplessly, still sitting where she was, looking at the direction she was leaving with a doting smile in his eyes.

It's not that she can't be caught, but she is eager to show a good impression in front of herself, which is a good start.

This reminded him of her time in the Imperial College, when Xiang Yini became her maid, her red eyes from crying because she was afraid of missing her homework, he will never forget his cherishment.

She has her own pride, she does everything to the best, strives for perfection, and thus obtains a great sense of satisfaction, which makes her more and more confident.

She's becoming more and more like she used to be.

"Your Highness." Jing Yue's voice brought him back to reality.

Beigong Tengxiao suppressed his smile, regained his solemn expression, and said in a low voice, "See it?"

Jingyue frowned, her expression was a little complicated, and she said, "Your Highness, I'm not sure... If I made a mistake, I hope Your Highness will forgive me..."

Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao's heart skipped a beat, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Go ahead."

"When Yousheng Sect invaded the imperial capital last year, my subordinates fought against members of Yousheng Sect. That special palm technique...is very similar to your empress..."

With a "pop", the teacup in Beigong Tengxiao's hand fell to the ground, he frowned, his heartbeat suddenly became a little messy, and he became uneasy.

Yousheng Cult... Was Chu Jiaoli saved by people from Yousheng Cult?

"How does her skill compare with those of Yousheng Cult?" Beigong Tengxiao was a little apprehensive, and spoke a little softly.

"Compared to her, the ordinary believers are all punks, and the slightly older bosses are not as good as her. They should be at the top level of Yousheng Sect." Jing Yue replied truthfully.

Who has the ability to train her to the top level of the feared Yousheng Sect...

Is it...

He clenched his fists unconsciously, and murmured: "No...what reason does he have to do this..."

Seeing Beigong Tengxiao indulged in talking to himself, Jingyue hesitated to speak, and after he calmed down for a moment, he said again: "Your Highness, if the empress is really a member of the Yousheng Sect, I'm afraid she will approach His Highness and have other reasons." picture……"

"She won't harm me." Beigong Tengxiao said firmly.

"Your Highness, Mo Wuyou has always been on the lookout, and will do anything to hide the imperial capital. If you put a pillow beside His Highness and wait for the opportunity to do something, Your Highness...is impossible to guard against..."

"She won't harm Bengong." Beigong Tengxiao Shenyin repeated.

Jingyue has been with him for many years, so she can see the impatience and sullenness in his eyes, he is loyal and reminds her without hesitation, "But... what if she is threatened?"

Beigong Tengxiao was startled, and immediately thought of the medicine in the bottle. Seeing her panic and fear when he robbed her of the medicine that night, his heart throbbed violently.

After a long silence, he suddenly revealed a faint smile and said, "If she wants to kill Bengong, I am willing to die by her hands."

Jingyue was horrified suddenly. Beigong Tengxiao, who has always been calm, had never said such irresponsible words. It seemed that for her, everything was worth abandoning. As the prince, he killed him, his subordinates, and the entire prince. The entire government will be buried with him, not to mention the meaning of killing him, the royal family he has implicated, and even the entire Beigong family...

Jingyue frowned, and said eagerly: "Your Highness! Absolutely not!"

Beigong Tengxiao seemed to know his concerns, looked up at him, and said: "Without Bengong, there is Beigong Qianqiu. I will take care of everything before letting go."

Jingyue froze for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, if you die, what will your empress do?"

Beigong Tengxiao was stunned, yes, if he died, she would lose her value, and she would also not be able to live...

He pondered for a while, and then said: "Zhonggong Tang Luo, she wrote to me last time to tell me that she rescued her, will she...will protect her?"

"Your Highness, as far as I know, Princess Tang Luo is moody and unpredictable. If she really loves this younger sister, why would she be sent to the tiger's mouth?"

This tiger's mouth is naturally the Yousheng sect.

Hearing the sound of "treading" footsteps in the distance, Beigong Tengxiao raised his head, and the center of his brows was suddenly pressed against by two tender fingertips. What entered his nose was the fragrance of roses, mixed with the freshness of water vapor.

"Brother Tengxiao, why are you frowning again?" A burst of gentle inquiries made Beigong Tengxiao shudder.

He raised his hand to grab her hand, stroked it lightly on his face, and saw her puzzled and worried expression when he raised his eyes. He immediately changed into a doting smile, and pulled her into his arms. After bathing, she Put on a set of gentle light green chest-length skirt.

He leaned over and leaned against her neck and sniffed lightly, feeling much relieved.

He pinched her face and said, "Shall we just have dinner here?"

"Okay." Chu Jiaoli smiled sweetly, hugging his neck affectionately.

Beigong Tengxiao looked at her cheerful smile, she who had just bathed and dressed, seemed to have put on a good side of herself, unlike the alienation just now, she was in a much happier mood.

(End of this chapter)

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