"He is very thin and wears a black robe. He can't tell his face, and his voice is a little hoarse." The young master of the Zhang family desperately recalled, "Sister Jiang, do you know who he is?"
"Ziyou, this is the princess, don't be arrogant!" Doctor Zhang Tai was afraid that his son would do something extreme because of the light talk, so he hurriedly stopped him.
Jiang Qingqing didn't care, but her heart was cold.
Black cloak, unrecognizable appearance, is it him
What has he done this year
Or, what does he want to do
When leaving Zhang Mansion, a cold wind hit Jiang Qingqing's head, and a warm hand on her back touched her, "Since he let Young Master Zhang come back alive, if he wants to come, Qing Yan is in his hands, for the time being. Safety."
Jiang Qingqing also thought of it.
Although it was midsummer, she felt the cold and biting cold, but this time was different. This time, he stood by her side.
Jiang Qingqing turned around and hugged Murong Chi, filling her heart little by little.
"Silly girl, I said, I'm here." Murong Chi lowered her head to kiss her, Jiang Qingqing didn't dodge it, and after a while, she realized that the carriage had been waiting for the two of them, and her face turned red afterward. Hong, dragging his sleeves into the carriage.
The carriage was driving, Jiang Qingqing leaned softly on the carriage to avoid it, but saw Murong Chi closing her eyes and resting, looking tired, her heart was slightly bumped, "Are you tired?"
"I thought you wouldn't feel bad for me anymore." Murong Chi opened his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, but put his pillow on her shoulders.
Just now he also said that he was going to support her for a day, so she was tired so quickly.
But these days, he really did not have a good rest.
Jiang Qingqing felt a little distressed, reached out and pressed his forehead and rubbed it gently. After a while, he heard him breathe evenly and fell asleep.
After a trip to Zhang's house, Jiang Qingqing's worries were a little less.
Simply, that scumbag of hers will use Qing Yan to force herself to appear, or maybe he has other goals, and Qing Yan will not be life-threatening for the time being.
What she was worried about was whether she would be afraid.
After the second aunt left, in order to avenge her and protect her, she put her in the Zhang residence. She originally wanted to let her live in peace and quiet, but unexpectedly, she was finally brought in.
After all, it was her business, and she had to bear it.
She thought about it for a while, but didn't realize that the carriage was stable.
Jiang Qingqing hesitated whether to wake up the person leaning on his side, but he felt a light on his shoulders, and he woke up by himself. Compared with the tiredness just now, his eyes now had a bit of a glint in his eyes, and it was only for a while. , His vitality seems to have all recovered.
However, his clear eyes stared straight at her.
Jiang Qingqing was a little embarrassed by him, touched her face, and said unnaturally: "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something dirty on my face?"
Murong Chi nodded solemnly, "Come here."
Jiang Qingqing leaned over according to her words, and a faint fragrance floated in the air, but for a moment, she was kissed.
Cool, but with heat, burning her.
It's not that the two have never been so close, but this kiss made her throb, as if her heart was being gently teased.
Jiang Qingqing's face turned red instantly. She didn't want him to see that after so long, she was even moved by his little actions.
"Mu..."
Murong Chi stepped back slightly, his forehead pressed against hers, the breaths of the two were intertwined, the fair skin was like jade under the moonlight, glowing, his Adam's apple moved, suppressing something, and said shallowly: "Qingqing, I believe Me, everything will be fine."
Jiang Qingqing nodded, she believed it.
Murong smiled lately, "Would you like to go to my bedroom tonight?"
The playfulness in his tone was too heavy, Jiang Qingqing almost wanted to escape, but the other party saw what he was thinking, Murong Chi wrapped her waist with one hand, the other hand supported the carriage to avoid, and surrounded her in his circle.
She is finished.
Jiang Qingqing felt that there was a circle around her, densely packed with his name written on it.
She has seen him cold, domineering, rogue, and even the man with frost all over his body, looking at the world with cold eyes, but she has never seen him like this.
Evil charm, but also brought some bad, some rogue, some arrogant, and even blatant sway.
She is not a three-year-old child, and it is impossible not to understand the deeper meaning of his words.
But... She hesitated a bit.
However, Murong Chi's eyes were locked on her, so that she could not have too many emotional ups and downs. After a long time, she said, "You... I... It's not good."
Who knows, Murong suddenly withdrew all actions and looked at her solemnly, "Qingqing, where do you want to go? I mean, I will give you the main hall."
What
There are tens of thousands of horses in Jiang Qingqing's heart.
Not what she thought
When she touched his narrow smile, she instantly became clear.
She gritted her teeth and smiled instead of being angry. She looked at him, her eyes were like fireworks that were in full bloom. Suddenly, she bullied her close, and froze under Murong Chi's stunned gaze.
Forget it, let it go.
Every time she was teased, it was a shame.
Jiang Qingqing gritted her teeth, leaned over, and walked towards his neck.
An electric current came from the Adam's apple, and Murong Chi's whole body changed for a while, and the light in his eyes changed, but the perpetrator got off the carriage long ago.
Who did she learn these methods from
Murong Chi gritted his teeth, he really wanted to…
After tossing back and forth for a long time, Jiang Qingqing had long forgotten about the carriage.
For so many days, he has been carefully beside him, and he has to intervene in dealing with these matters. She woke up in the middle of the night, got up and looked at the window, only to see that the light in the study was still on.
It seems that because she has been away for a year, these few days, Forsythia is by her side when she can serve her, and she refuses to leave even half a step. Now she has woken up when she heard the sound, "Miss?"
"It's alright, go to sleep."
Forsythia looked at her young lady's eyes, how could she not understand, "Miss, you didn't come back before, the servants looked at the prince's study, and the lights were on every day, especially in the days when the prince just came back from northern Xinjiang, servants, servants have never I have seen such a prince."
Depressed, his eyes have lost all brilliance. As long as he appears, it seems to be like a cold winter, and that look can almost freeze people to death.
Jiang Qingqing listened quietly, her heart aching suddenly.
"You rest, if you don't want to sleep, then go see Yu Qian, and I'll go to the kitchen."
Forsythia immediately followed.
The two masters and servants packed up a table of soup and came out. Ginseng soup, chicken soup, everything was available.
When Yu Qian and Fei Yu saw the two of them, they were stunned for a moment. They wanted to say something, but Forsythia made a quick comparison.
Jiang Qingqing didn't care about the small movements between the two, the study door was open, and she could easily enter.
On the contrary, Fei Yu, looking at the greasy and crooked two people, went straight into a bowl of soup, dog food, and most of the night, it was too much.