Hou's daughter, she is cold and sassy

Chapter 243

His movements were still gentle and restrained, but the anger in his eyes gushed out uncontrollably.

Yun Qingxiu sat on the bed, her sharp eyes were engraved with a layer of coldness.Along the way, she wanted to understand something. "You follow me."

"Yes. Why, do you blame me?" He just stared at her, his eyes were so hot that Yun Qingxiu was at a loss.

He said: "I didn't hide it from you, why do I still do this?"

Listening to the tone, it is to blame.

Rong Zhaohua sat beside her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist: "But I'm worried about you. After all these years, people's hearts will change, and I'm afraid he will hurt you.

do you know?I haven't been able to find out your whereabouts yesterday, not even a clue.Madam, he is not as simple as you think.And I don't want you to be wrong, understand?

The incident a few days ago was like a nightmare, and I was really scared. "

Yun Qingxiu sighed softly: "I understand."

He was all out of good intentions, so how could she not appreciate it?
It's just that the first sentence he said by Lingbo Lake contained doubts both explicitly and secretly, which made her a little wronged: "It's just that you shouldn't doubt our friendship. We are best friends, and we protect each other..."

He interrupted her, and his tone was still dissatisfied: "Yes, you are innocent. But the way he looked at you and the words he said didn't seem like he only regarded you as a friend."

Xuanyuan Jiuling's eyes obviously contained a touch of fiery love, even more paranoid and surly than his.

"A-Ling is indeed kind to me, but that's because we've known each other since childhood."

He roughly blocked what she was about to say.He didn't want to hear it anymore.

Every time I think of the intimacy between the two, they have been the best playmates since childhood, and even guarded each other.There was an unspeakable jealousy suddenly welling up in my heart.

He admitted that he was jealous of Xuanyuan Jiuling and her past, that he was not the one who guarded her innocent smile.

Sensing his intrusion, Yun Qingxiu's brain went blank at first, and then struggled after reacting.

But it was all in vain, he held the back of her neck so tightly that she couldn't get rid of it at all.

Afterwards, she could feel the gentleness leave her lips, go all the way down, and stay on the side of her neck, causing her body to tremble. "Aren't you finished, let me go back quickly."

But he didn't move, and his warm breath fell on her swan neck with a slightly hot temperature: "But madam, I'm not happy, you coax me."

"You!" Yun Qingxiu was about to turn into anger from embarrassment, "Don't push yourself too hard, let me go!"

But she didn't expect that as soon as she finished speaking, she was surrounded even tighter: "You can call that 'A Ling' so easily, if you can also call me like that, I will let you go."

Yun Qingxiu was startled, but asked, "What do you want me to call you?"

The corners of Rong Zhaohua's lips curled up, and he smiled charmingly, with a heart-stopping sweetness: "Good boy, call me 'Husband'."

Yun Qingxiu's face froze immediately, and she refused straight away: "Impossible. It's out of style to call you that before you're married."

But he said abruptly: "You are too old."

This unexpected words made Yun Qingxiu choke.

Rong Zhaohua continued: "Don't be angry, I will go to give the dowry in a while, and the wedding will be held in two days, will it be done?"

He moved his hands restlessly while "teaching and persuading".

The strange feeling suddenly came from the body, as if taking some special medicine, but the inexplicable fear was accompanied by an addictive blushing and heartbeat.

Unknowingly, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, and she spoke intermittently: "You are presumptuous."

"Ma'am, I want to hear it." His sexy and deep voice is the most provocative.

Yun Qingxiu just felt that this gentle torture was even worse than cleaning the barb a few days ago.The innocence that she had never tried made her almost lose her mind, and a voice overflowed from the corner of her mouth: "Husband."

And in this state, her soft voice was undoubtedly the deadliest poison, pouring another pot of oil on the raging fire.

In the end, except for the last step, all the dos and don'ts have been done.

Liufang Pavilion.

Yun Qingxiu sat on the bed, tightly wrapped around her body with a generous cloak, only her head was exposed, with a somewhat frustrated expression.

Jinghong felt surprised, so he stepped forward and said: "Miss, the firewood is burning brightly in the room, and it's too thick to wrap up so it's boring."

Yun Qingxiu still looked a little sullen, recalling the situation just now, her little face couldn't help but flushed red again.

She didn't hear what Jinghong said, and suddenly felt someone approaching, and her emotions became a little intense for a while.

"Don't come here!" In a panic, the cloak wrapped around his body suddenly slipped off.

Even though she pulled back the cloak in an instant with quick eyes and hands, Jinghong had already noticed the dots of vermilion on the snow-white neck.

Jinghong almost jumped up in shock, and mobilized all the restraint in his body to suppress the exclamation, but he still couldn't take back the twitching of the corner of his mouth.

"Small, miss. I suddenly remembered that Jing Yuwei has not checked today's mission, I, I will go back to Shili Xiuchunfang."

Jinghong made up a random reason, and ran out of the house like flying.

Her back was pressed against the door frame, her hands grasping the hollow.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her strange expression, Jing Ying couldn't help asking.

As soon as these words came out, Jinghong seemed to be wound up: "You don't know, Miss..."

Located in the palace halfway up the mountain, it still has a dark red style, not much different from the overall layout of the Blood Slaughter Palace.It's just that the scale and luxury of the Blood Slaughter Palace are less than one-third of that.

"You look for me."

A woman in a bright orange dress was wearing a black cloak, and the wide brim of the hat covered half of her face, only revealing a coquettish red lips.

Xuanyuan Jiuling lowered his eyes, and glanced to one place: "Auntie, I don't want to slaughter the entire Zhongyihou's residence."

Yes, he wants to stop.How could his Ah Qing die, how could he lose his family?

"Continue to talk." The woman's voice could not hear sorrow or happiness, but was filled with a touch of danger.

He took a deep breath, and finally raised his eyes and said, "Aunt, the old loyal Marquis is dead, and Ling Huafan has become a handful of bones. Why bother to slaughter all the people now."

"Snapped!"

The woman's hand flicked neatly onto Xuanyuan Jiuling's handsome face that looked like a monster.

A glaring red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, echoing the color of his red clothes.

Xuanyuan Jiuling maintained the posture where his head was turned to one side after being beaten, but he clenched his fists more tightly, and did not wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

It's just that half of the face is so hot that it hurts, burning the heart and roasting the soul.

The woman's furious scolding immediately resounded through the hall: "Xuanyuan Jiuling, you can't do it against you! You are the legitimate heir of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and you don't even have the slightest fear of those former officials. Why do you retreat!"

Xuanyuan Jiuling clenched his teeth, and there was a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth. "But the current members of the Loyalty Marquis's Mansion have not had their blood on their hands, so they don't deserve to die."

(End of this chapter)