After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

After going to Wushan together through clouds and rain, Li Miaoyi leaned on Song Yanxing's arms and breathed heavily.

Song Yanxing gently hugged Li Miaoyi.

He took a deep breath, then slowly approached Li Miaoyi and pressed his lips gently on her forehead.

Li Miaoyi felt Song Yanxing's breath waving in her ears, and a warm current arose in her heart.

At this moment, Song Yanxing's movements were filled with unparalleled cherishment. At this moment, Li Miaoyi seemed to suddenly feel Song Yanxing's love.

The relationship between the two is no longer what it once was.

Li Miaoyi understood the bad nature of men so well that she didn't think that a chaste and fierce woman could win Song Yanxing's favor.

When necessary, it is necessary to give something.

After a long time, Li Miaoyi said, "My grandfather is back."

"I know." Song Yanxing's voice had no fluctuations.

Li Miaoyi rubbed her head on Song Yanxing's shoulder and didn't speak for a long time.

Song Yanxing said, "I will order someone to protect the teacher's safety."

After hearing this, Li Miaoyi frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "You mean, my grandfather is in danger in Shangjing City?"

Song Yanxing was silent for a long time without speaking.

Li Miaoyi was furious, patted Song Yanxing's shoulder, and said angrily, "Tell me, what danger is my grandfather in?"

President Song Yan sighed and said, "Teacher used to be an honest official, so he blocked the financial path of many officials. Later, he gave up because the teacher retired and returned to his hometown and left for Beijing. But now the teacher is back."

The expression on Li Miaoyi's face suddenly changed, as if covered with a layer of frost, and her expression was complicated and difficult to understand.

All this was because of her. If it hadn't been for her, Jiang Yunsong would never have come back like this.

Song Yanxing saw Li Miaoyi's serious expression and hugged Li Miaoyi tightly. She fell deeply into Song Yanxing's arms, wrapping Li Miaoyi with a sense of security.

Slowly, Song Yanxing said, "Don't worry, as long as I am here, I will protect the teacher and I will never let anyone hurt the teacher."

"it is good."

Song Yanxing's hand wrapped around Li Miaoyi's waist, and he held it back slightly, feeling his warmth. Li Miaoyi suddenly didn't want this moment to end.

She just wanted to hug her quietly like this forever.His breathing was soft and warm, making Li Miaoyi feel that the whole world had become quiet.

After a long time, Song Yanxing looked at the sunlight coming in and said, "It's time for me to leave. It'll be too late later."

Li Miaoyi slowly let go of Song Yanxing, and Song Yanxing stood up and put on his clothes.

She gently tapped Li Miaoyi's lips and said slowly, "You have a good rest and I will come see you in a few days."

After a pause, Song Yanxing said, "You don't have to drink Bizi Soup. It's not good for your health. I will be responsible to the end."

"It saves you money."

It wasn't until Song Yanxing's figure disappeared from Li Miaoyi's sight that she realized that she could no longer feel her waist.

Li Miaoyi helped her sit up, lowered her head and looked at herself. Fortunately, Song Yanxing was quite measured and did not leave any inappropriate marks on her body.

Li Miaoyi called in a hoarse voice, "Meng Chun—" Meng Chun walked in, her head lowered, her face pale, and her tone was trembling, "Miss."

Li Miaoyi frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Meng Chun didn't speak for a long time. Just when Li Miaoyi thought she wouldn't say anything, Meng Chun suddenly knelt down on the ground and said with a 'bang--', "Miss, I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Li Miaoyi stood up and said, "Hiss--" A tearing pain swept through Li Miaoyi's body.

Meng Chun was startled, stood up quickly, and stepped forward to help Li Miaoyi up.

Looking up again, Meng Chun's eyes were filled with tears, and his fingertips were trembling on Li Miaoyi's body.

Li Miaoyi laughed and asked, "What happened to you today?" After saying that, Li Miaoyi took out the handkerchief that had just been thrown on the couch with the clothes and handed it to Meng Chun, "Don't cry."

"I feel sorry for the young lady." Meng Chun wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "The young lady is now committed to His Highness the Crown Prince. I feel sorry for the young lady."

There was a hint of helplessness on Li Miaoyi's face, and her expression gradually relaxed as she watched Meng Chun, as if there was indescribable tenderness, "My silly Meng Chun, I am not committing myself, it is your young lady's voluntary choice."

Meng Chun raised her head suddenly and looked at Li Miaoyi in confusion. Although she knew that her young lady was a maverick, a woman's chastity was always a matter as big as the sky.

Li Miaoyi patted Meng Chun's head. She knew that Meng Chun couldn't understand what she was doing at this time, and even most people couldn't understand it.

Li Miaoyi was not in the mood to say anything to Meng Chun. She just said slowly, "Your young lady loves His Highness the Crown Prince willingly."

With tears in his eyes, Meng Chun defended Li Miaoyi and said, "I thought that His Highness the Crown Prince was a good person, but I never thought that he would treat the young lady like this. Instead of marrying the young lady, he would let her be a concubine."

After a pause, Meng Chun pouted and said, "If you are accidentally discovered by others in the future, Your Highness will be fine. Then how should you handle yourself, young lady?"

Li Miaoyi laughed and coaxed softly, "Then it's up to our little Meng Chun to not let others find out."

Meng Chun still looked tearful, but he was obviously much better.

Seeing that her mood had stabilized, Li Miaoyi slowly said, "Go to the drug store to grab some Bizi Soup, and remember to avoid some people. Your young lady's innocence is now entirely in your hands."

"Yes." Meng Chun held back his tears, forced himself to calm down, slowly turned around and walked out.

Seeing Meng Chun walking away, Li Miaoyi turned around and returned to the bedside. At this time, the scent of Song Yanxing's body was still lingering around the bedside, like the little hooks that hooked Li Miaoyi's heart, which was not ordinary at all.

When he opened the quilt, there was a huge piece of fallen red on the bed.

Li Miaoyi sighed and lifted up the sheets on the bed.

I found the fire fold, put the list into the basin, and lit a fire.

The firelight reflected Li Miaoyi's face and burned her eyes.

Her figure seemed to be beating with some melody, wrapped in round light and shadow like fire dancing.

After a long time, the sheets turned into a pile of ashes. Li Miaoyi turned around, picked up the basin, and walked to the potted plants by the window.

Slowly mix the ashes into the soil in the pot little by little.

Li Miaoyi's movements were very careful. When she raised her head again, there was no trace of the presence of ashes in the soil.

It was as if nothing had happened. (End of chapter)