Chapter 43

Since that day, Qian Lai never talked to Ming Jun again, even avoiding the temptation to win.

As long as she thinks of what Ming Jun said, she can't help grinding her teeth, but it's hard to restrain... her heart is pounding.

Accompanied by blushing.

Why do you have to be so ashamed to get rid of resentment?
After this detail was discovered by Ying Huo, he was still a little puzzled for a while, thinking that Qian Lai was late and shy, so he let her hide.

"Thousands."

The number of times Yinghuo went to Sangzi Palace recently increased sharply. The people in the palace were both happy and afraid. The good thing is that Yinghuo's attention was never on them.

This time, he cornered the little girl who was trying to slip away, and the figure approached, with extremely deep obsidian eyes.

"What are you hiding from? Huh?"

Qian Lai had nowhere to retreat, and stretched her neck to argue: "Where did I hide? Isn't it because you came to make room for you?"

"..."

Yinghuo gritted his teeth: "What's the use of freeing up space without you?"

The sudden love words flashed Qian Lai's waist, his eyes dodged: "use love as you like."

Recently, her thoughts are really strange, and she often unconsciously jumps to some eighteen forbidden directions, but there is nothing she can do about it.

Fortunately, Yinghuo was a little rational, raised her chin, and snorted shortly: "Isn't Qianqian still shy?"

"Fart you!" Qian Lai immediately replied.

Ying Huo squinted his eyes, rubbed her delicate lips with his fingertips, and said inexplicably, "You're not good..."

Seeing his expression as if he wanted to eat himself in, Qian Lai pinched the piece of paper, if the other party dared to be presumptuous, let the paper man come out to scare him to death!
But obviously she was thinking too much.

Most of the time, Yinghuo still wants to be an individual.

"Qianqian has been in the palace for a long time, why don't we find time to go back and have a look."

He said "we", not "you".

Qian Lai didn't have any feelings for the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, but at least he had this identity, so he said indifferently, "Anything is fine."

So, the imperial concubine returned home.

Although the day of returning home was a bit late, the sense of ceremony was still there anyway.

After receiving the decree, all the people in Zhen Guogong's mansion waited at the gate early in the morning, as if they lived in a forest in their hearts, and wild animals ran wild.

I'm afraid that Yinghuo's trip today will take away a few lives.

When the iconic and luxurious carriage in the palace slowly drove towards Duke Zhen's mansion and stopped at the gate, Duke Zhen and others all knelt down.

"Greetings Your Majesty, Greetings Your Concubine——"

They knelt on the ground and waited tremblingly for a long time, but they didn't get any response.

?

At this moment, in the carriage.

"Qianqian, we're here." Yinghuo patted Qianlai's shoulder lightly, trying to wake her up.

Even after so long, Qian Lai still maintains the habit of being able to fall asleep anytime and anywhere, and has never been troubled by insomnia.

But Yinghuo's voice didn't bring any change to her.

Even leaning on his shoulders, Qian Lai's breathing became more even and longer in the carriage that was not bumping.

"Qianqian?" Yinghuo shouted again helplessly.

Seeing that the little girl didn't move, Yingzhuo was amused, and half-truthfully threatened: "If you don't wake up again, I will wake you up in my own way."

"Zzzzzzz..."

"..."

Ying Huo lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the delicate and beautiful face of the little girl. When she was asleep, her eyelashes were slightly drawn, thick and curly like a doll.

His gaze moved down slowly, staying on Qian Lai's rosy lips.

When there was no one around, the morbid gloom in his eyes could no longer be concealed, but he still restrained himself, curbing that unspeakable greed.

...

When Qian Lai vaguely opened her eyes, her lips were numb, and there was something soft that wanted to probe inside.

"!!!"

She woke up instantly.

 I fell off the list today, ah, ah, I'm dead
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(End of this chapter)

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