The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 203 It's Going To Be Uproarious Again (3)
Xiao Jian clutched the wound, her fingertips turned white, making her blood-colored and enchanting, and bead-sized beads of sweat rolled down from her forehead, scalding her skin.

Half a step away, she wiped her blood-stained hands on her clothes, clapped her hands, and glared fiercely at Xiao Jian who was lying limp on the ground: "Taking advantage of my mother, I want to die."

"eleven."

There is only one person who called 91 in the whole world, and he came looking for her.

Xiao Jian slowly raised her eyes, the woman's eyes were drunk, she seemed to be in a trance, she turned around, her eyes became brighter, more blurred and beautiful, and a big smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Sir, you are here, she is being bullied."

Like angry, like angry, this woman is rarely like this, she threw herself into the man's arms, her steps staggering.

At that time, she did not sober up, and she did stab the hairpin of Longfeng Mingxiang into Xiao Jian's rib.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Qin brushed her dazed face.

Only then did her eyes gradually become clear, her hands were still hooked around Xiao Shan's neck, and her lips were pressed very close: "I remembered, what did I do last night." She took off the hairpin from her hair, "I tied Xiao Shan's neck. Jane a hairpin."

Spread out the palm of your hand, under the hairpin of the dragon and phoenix Mingxiang, if you look closely, there is a faint red color.

Presumably, the hairpin was not tied lightly.Also, is it easy to take advantage of her Rong Qiannian?

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and stroked the hairpin in her palm, his blue pupils stared deeply at her, his eyes were full of her shadow, slightly swaying and floating, seemed uneasy: "Xiao Jian, he has thoughts about you."

With such a clear heart, how could she fail to see what Xiao Jian had in mind.

Rong Qiannian hugged Xiao Shan's neck tightly, and smiled happily: "I just like you."

Someone narcissistically fills his brain: Among the three thousand peach blossoms in the world, which one is better than his own man?Are you kidding me?

His eyes were still in a mess, Xiao Chen hugged her: "Eleven, you are my woman, other men, you should stay away from them, okay?" He leaned over and pressed against her ear, with a muffled voice, "I do not like."

For her, he was always unsure, afraid of any slightest mistake.It would be good if it can be rubbed into the bone marrow, at least you don't have to worry about gains and losses.It turned out that what the man said was right, he was so demonic and hopeless.

Just go crazy, why not go to a bone-destroying sinking for her.

The one in his arms raised his head, resting his chin on his shoulder, laughing so that the exhibition trembled: "Oh, there is such a sour smell."

He looked up at her, leaned over and kissed her lips, a kiss that was so lingering and intoxicating.

He pressed against her lips, once and for all: "Are you okay?" It seemed to be coaxing, and his voice was bewitching.

Being so affectionate, Rong Qiannian never resisted, just remembering to nod when she was dizzy.

Only then did Xiao Chen loosen his frowning eyebrows, shaking the woman in his arms from side to side.Such a childish behavior, he would only do that when he was happy.

Rong Qiannian was dizzy, laying in Xiao Shan's arms, as lazy as a cat: "Master, in the future, if there are beautiful men or something, the more the better." The voice was still slightly hoarse.

"Ah."

He answered her, and then kissed her lips.

In November, the sun was quiet and gentle, softening the shadows of hugging each other in Jiaolan Temple.

On November [-]th, Yuluo Yaoguang's princess came to Fengqing for the first time, and the whole city greeted her. In front of the palace gate, the alley was empty.

On the same day, General Guzheng was granted the title of First Class Duke and sent to southern Xinjiang as an envoy.

A city gate separates two landscapes, outside the city, depression.

Thousands of soldiers, all in military uniform, sat high on their horses. The man's handsome face was slightly desolate, looking at the city gate, in the early winter wind, concentrating for a long time.

The city gate suddenly opened wide, and Guzheng smiled lightly: "You are here."

The visitor was dressed in red, female and male, with long hair tied up high.

This person, both male and female, is very evil.

She leaned against the city gate and crossed her arms: "Waiting for me?"

Guzheng got off the horse and approached: "Well, I have something to say."

She waved her hand, not paying much attention to it: "I don't have any regrets, I have no choice but to be distraught, and I can save it. I can also save my nose and tears and beg for forgiveness. You know, this is the most annoying thing for my mother."

So willful, so insolent, so clear about love and hate that there is no room for confusion.

This is Rong Qiannian.

Guzheng smiled wryly, and just asked: "When did you know? Emperor Hui issued an imperial decree to leave the capital early, it should have been before that."

Rong Qiannian nodded: "When I just drank that glass of wine." After a pause, her tone was so normal that it seemed homely, "You are the only one who can give me chronic poison and borrow Minghua's hand."

Guzheng just laughed, not surprised.

"Want to know the reason?" Guzheng asked.

Rong Qiannian asked back, "Will you say it?" She put her arms around her shoulders and chuckled teasingly.

She shook her head: "No."

Well, it's something she hides in her heart that no one knows about, and you especially don't want her to know about it.

"Xiao Fengge."

Without warning, Rong Qiannian casually pronounced a name.

Guzheng was astonished, his eyes flustered.It was at a loss after being exposed.

Rong Qiannian smiled brightly, with deep shadows in her eyes, but she couldn't see any joy or anger: "It looks like I guessed it right."

Gu Zheng smiled wryly, thinking that she had hidden it deep enough, but she knew that she had never escaped this person's eyes, she was really a shrewd woman.

She asked, "How do you know?"

Rong Qiannian spread her hands: "Didn't I tell you? I guessed."

Guess?Guzheng just laughed.

This guy's sophistry is unpredictable.

"Tell me."

She stretched herself, her red clothes were slovenly, she put her feet up, and leaned against the city wall: "You are not a peddler, I have known you for three years, and I still have my eyesight, that old hag in Xueyu wants you to obey her words Just grab your weak spot." She smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved like blades, "Your weak spot is Xiao Fengge."

This woman is really good at guessing, and all her thoughts are exactly the same.

Therefore, it would be clumsy to conceal it from Shangrong. Guzheng did not deny it, and she was not allowed to explain it. She just begged a little: "Is it possible." Her tone was stiff and choked, "Don't let him know."

She was afraid, afraid that that man would abandon her like a shadow, he would, for the sake of the woman in his heart, he would definitely push her to the most unbearable cliff.

"Don't let him know." She repeated, eager eyes, extremely flustered.

How fucking hypocritical!
If it was before that glass of wine, Rong Qiannian would have said that. She is usually not stingy when she scolds her own people, but this person is no longer in Rong Qiannian's village.

Calmly, with a detached tone, she said: "That's why I made him faint, and you probably won't see each other again." She waved her hands indifferently, "Don't thank me, I'm not here for you." She mocked, Ironically, "My Feng Ge'er should be sad to know that he has raised a white-eyed wolf."

(End of this chapter)