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A few steps away, the woman suddenly stopped and looked at Shangguan Jinghong in a daze.
Then, she saw that many people on the prince's side changed their expressions, including the prince.
"Qiao Fei?"
She didn't know who said this, but her heart was suddenly shocked. It turned out that Concubine Qiao looked like this.
She was wearing a blue dress, her hair was simply combed and pinned with only three or four jade hairpins. Her brows were frowning and her face was even a little unhealthy pale. Only her eyes were clear and crystal.
There is also a scar on the cheek.
The scar from castration was bigger than her own. She was not very pretty to begin with, and this scar made her look a little ugly.
Maybe it's because of this that people look at us curiously, and even laugh and mock us.
At that moment, the people who were beating him stopped.
Cui Mingshuang couldn't help but look at Shangguan Jinghong, but saw that his bright eyes quickly faded. He stroked his chest and said coldly: "Go back home."
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Did he think of her as a fake elite in the palace
After three days of hard work, Qiaochu never thought that the next time he saw me would be like this. Even though Lao Tie said that my current condition was very bad.
But she really didn't expect that he looked like a dry pickaxe and could be bullied by anyone.
She glanced at Cui Mingshuang. Although she tried hard to hold back tears, they still rolled down her eyes. She stared at him and smiled softly, "No, I won't go back, because I can't learn to grow flowers and grass by myself."
Shangguan Jinghong was coughing and hunched over, but when he heard this, he suddenly looked up, and his gray eyes seemed to be torn apart in an instant, revealing a bright light.
Cui Mingshuang didn't know why she suddenly felt a surge of grief in her heart. She seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing at all.
She could only stare blankly as Shangguan Jinghong quickly stretched out her sleeve to wipe the bloody eyes, and then stared at Qiao Chu motionlessly like a hunter staring at his prey, as if he didn't know her.
There was no need for the prince to look at her with a stern look. Chunfeng saw that Qiaochu's face had already darkened, so he ordered people to grab Qiaochu. Qiaochu wanted to go to Shangguan Jinghong to help him, but two Xixia men grabbed her shoulders fiercely. She was startled and wanted to call for the beauty, but she saw a blue sleeve waving from the side, and the two men were thrown into the crowd a few feet away.
Someone in the crowd immediately screamed in fear.
The force was extremely powerful, even more brutal than what the guards had done to the servants in Prince Rui's mansion. As soon as the two men landed on the ground, blood and foam splattered all over the people nearby. The two men squirmed on the ground for a few times, and it was obvious that they were not going to survive.
This shocked everyone, even Cui Mingshuang looked at the man beside Qiaochu in disbelief. He clearly didn't have the strength to fight back, how could he -
Shangguan Jinghong exerted great strength, which only added to his injuries. He coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, and his body became unstable and began to sway slightly. He spread his legs slightly apart, propped up his tall body, stared at her, and when he looked at Qiaochu again, his eyes had become extremely cold. He opened his lips and said coldly, "Get out."
The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone seemed to be strangled by something, with their eyes fixed on the two people in the middle.
Qiaochu's nose felt sore, and she took a step forward, getting closer to Shangguan Jinghong, so close that her nose tip almost touched his clothes. She said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly, "Okay, I'm leaving. But, if I leave this time, I will never come back. Forever and ever. You... take care of yourself."
It was a long journey, and Lao Tie was concerned about her health. Although he asked the secret guards to drive the carriage very slowly, she did not dare to stop for a moment. She did not check into an inn at night, but just told her friends to continue on their journey. She slept in the carriage, which was bumpy and she vomited all the way.
Now, seeing him injured and weak, her heart ached and her stomach began to ache. She covered her abdomen with her hands, gritted her teeth and slowly walked out of Tianxiang Pavilion in the shocked eyes of everyone.
Laotie, the four men and the beauty had followed her in, but now it was strange that no one knew where they had gone.
The servants were guarding the door outside. The streets were bustling with bright lights, strong smells of wine, and people coming and going. Their carriage was parked there, and the horse lowered its head to chew something on the ground. The secret guard who drove the carriage had strangely disappeared.
Qiaochu turned around and looked inside, only to feel figures dancing before her eyes. She stroked her slightly dizzy brows and wanted to close her eyes to rest.
As soon as she closed her eyelashes, a bloody smell suddenly penetrated her nostrils. She opened her eyes in shock.
The man was dressed in a green robe, and his arm, which was covered with red marks, had already reached out to her. Looking at the pair of painful and turbid eyes, and the fiery heat that was faintly flowing in them, she did not hesitate at all and leaned forward.
Snuggling into that wet embrace, I pressed my tears into his embrace and dried them with all my strength.
The big hand fell on her hair, gently smoothing it, yet she could clearly feel the stiffness and slight tremor.
It was as if we were back to that time after dinner when it rained, when we were leaning against each other with our own thoughts, stealing a half-day of leisure from our busy lives. We didn't ask the reasons, didn't talk about love or hate, and relying on each other seemed to be just a posture, just because that person was next to us.
She heard the footsteps coming thick and fast, and she knew that people were following her out. She could also hear the sounds of people coming and going on the street.
But she only knew that he stood straight and held her tightly.
Smelling the strong smell of sweat and blood on his body, her stomach tightened, but she did not retreat.
No matter whether people are sarcastic or mocking you.
She doesn't care.
She is not afraid of being looked down upon or laughed at.
She was willing to share the burden with him, not asking for the same happiness, but only for the same hardship.
“Outstanding.”
A deep and hoarse voice came from above her head, with tenderness and helplessness. She broke free from his arms and raised her hand to wipe the blood off the iron mask on his face. As soon as her hand touched his iron mask, he had already grabbed her wrist with one hand. The indifference in his eyes had been replaced by a fierce intent. He stared at her fiercely, his eyes were sly and almost cruel, and said word by word: "I let you go, but you wanted to come back on your own, you asked for it, so don't blame me. From now on, whether you live or die, whether you love me or not, I will never let you go again!"
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Although he thought he was not a crybaby, Qiaochu was still shocked when he heard that, and tears rolled down his cheeks as he chuckled.
She bit her lip and nodded.
She had long since lost the ability to tell whether to love or not, or how to hate. She couldn't figure it out.
When she came back, she just thought in her heart that life is not to be feared by impermanence, but by regret.
"Ugly." Shangguan Jinghong rudely wiped away her tears on her face. He scolded in a low voice, but he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his eyes. However, when he saw her staring at him, he quickly lowered his eyelids and hummed softly.
Qiaochu imitated him and hummed softly, using his empty hand to wipe away his sweat and blood, but Shangguan Jinghong suddenly dropped his hand from his wrist and asked in a deep voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Qiaochu was startled. He had already picked her up horizontally. She heard him groan softly again and realized that he had hurt her. She had just said, "Put me down. I can walk by myself." He stepped forward and turned around with her and landed on the carriage seat.
Before Huai Qiaochu could react, he had already put his arm around her with one hand, held the reins with the other, and started the carriage galloping away.
"Miss Cui..."
"She'll be fine."
"But who can save her?"
"emperor."
"How is this possible? What do you mean?"
"Literally. I said, tonight, you are my only accident, a fatal accident..."
"ah… "
Her voice was lost in the dust raised by the carriage.
Three figures turned out from the side of the wall.
But they are old friends, four great people and beautiful women.
The beauty seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "Well, Uncle Tie... I know why you didn't let me go out to help just now."
“But what if Shangguan… Prince Rui can’t control those two damn Xixia people?” Si Da muttered as he watched the carriage disappear around the corner.
Lao Tie said softly, "Although the master is seriously ill, these people can't hurt him. It's just that he subconsciously doesn't fight back... Maybe it should be said that he doesn't have the strength or desire to fight back."
Si Da still bit her lips reluctantly. She still didn't want Qiaochu to come back. The beauty patted her shoulder and said, "As long as the master is happy."
As she spoke, she frowned slightly and looked towards the gate of Tianxiang Pavilion.
The people haven't left yet.
But since Shangguan Jinghong had stopped fighting with Chunfeng, Chunfeng could not fight anymore. He looked gloomy, and Cai Ning beside him also pursed her lips tightly. The prince narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
Cui Mingshuang stared blankly at the direction where the carriage disappeared, but was suddenly hugged by Chunfeng.
Although the beauty felt sorry for her, her eyes were attracted by a man in purple in the crowd. The man was not outstanding in appearance, with warm eyes. What's more strange was that just now they were hiding behind the crowd, nervously watching the situation in front. When the Xixia people were about to capture Qiaochu, Lao Tie stopped her from taking action. She knew that Lao Tie was an old hand and his eyes would not be wrong, so she was relieved. It was at that moment that she noticed the man in purple. At that time, the man was a little ahead of them, watching the excitement, but he had a half-broken chopstick in his hand, as if he was ready to help at any time. However, he did not move until Shangguan Jinghong knocked down the two men.
Who is he? Who is willing to help the wise king who has lost the emperor's favor at this time
She was just wondering when she heard Si Da sigh, "What about Miss Cui?"
Lao Tie said: "Four great ladies, this matter can only end here. Everyone has their destiny. The most important thing is that we can't make any more mistakes in the Rui Palace. The situation is becoming more and more difficult for us..."
"Well, let's go back to the mansion," the beauty nodded, "Eighth Master and the Master won't be far away."
The four smiled and said yes, then they became curious and asked, "Uncle Tie, with all the circumstances tonight, why didn't we see Concubine Lang and Miss Shilao Zilin come over?"
"It's inconvenient for them to come."
"Who are you kidding, old man? Although the customs of Dongling people are not as open as those of Xixia, the prince has brought his woman here, so why wouldn't those two... two come?"
Lao Tie was startled, but he smiled. He had never relaxed for a moment in these days. "Maybe Jing Ping managed to stop the two masters."
The beauty nodded and said seriously: "Mr. Jing is a good man. He is the best person I have ever met besides the master. He has helped the master a lot."
The four howls, "Hey, beauty, you are not in love with Jing Ping, are you?"
The beauty slapped her and said expressionlessly, "Get out of here."
The four of them stuck out their tongues, and saw the beauty frowning and looking at the direction of Tianxiang Pavilion for a few times, not knowing what she was looking at. Lao Tie said, "You two girls have worked hard, follow me, let's go back to the mansion."
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However, after they returned home, they were shocked to find that Shangguan Jinghong and Qiaochu had not returned.
"Shangguan Jinghong, where is this place? You are trespassing into a private residence..."
Qiaochu was locked on the door panel by the man's arms. The breathing between the two could be heard. Her face became hot and her heartbeat immediately accelerated. She asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
She was so tired just now that she fell asleep on his shoulder, but woke up when he carried her down from the carriage. She saw that they were already in front of a village house.
There were stars all around, and she looked around curiously, only to see a village in the distance.
He held her in his arms without saying a word and kicked the door open violently. She was startled by him. He had already carried her in. He put her down on the ground very quickly and closed the door very quickly.
Then, without saying a word, he leaned against the door panel, breathing heavily.
The two fell into the darkness of the room.
"You haven't answered me yet..."
Qiaochu said in a low voice and slapped him lightly. She was concerned about his injuries and only pretended not to use real strength.
Shangguan Jinghong laughed hoarsely, and it was not difficult to hear a hint of pride in his voice.
Qiaochu kicked him on the foot and cursed, "You dead cripple."
Shangguan Jinghong laughed more and more wildly, but soon stopped laughing. He lowered his head to her face, and then slowly slid to her ear. She became a little nervous. His tongue suddenly held her earlobe, and a vague and low voice entered her ear, "Kiss me, and I will tell you. I want you to kiss me..."
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Although they both have a child, Qiaochu still blushed when she heard this. It was so dark in front of her that she couldn't see his face clearly. It was quiet all around, and they could only hear the sound of each other's heartbeats. Maybe... it was only hers.
Although she came back, deep down she couldn't accept this kind of intimacy.
"If you don't want to talk, don't talk. I don't want to hear it either..."
She retorted, but she could not deny that she was still shy about his words. Thinking of his current situation, her heart softened, and she reached out her hand tremblingly in the dark to touch his head buried in the crook of her neck, moved him slightly away from her, and then slowly touched his iron mask.
At that moment, his breathing became much faster again. She could clearly feel that the arms he had locked on both sides of her shoulders had tightened a little, causing her arms to hurt a little.
She was worried about hurting his wound, so she said quickly, "Let go a little..."
But he said viciously: "How can you torture people so much? Come on."
There was a hint of hoarseness in the voice. Qiaochu bit her lip, her heart tightening. She finally took off the iron mask that was tied tightly around him, stood on tiptoe and gently touched his cheek.
When he touched her and was about to leave, a cold wind suddenly brushed past her hand, and with a "snap", the iron mask she was holding softly was thrown down by him. She screamed, and her lips were pressed tightly by him...
After a round of oral intercourse, she was forced to let him suck and plunder her despite her initial resistance. Suddenly, she felt a heat on her chest. She was drowsy from his kiss and let him hold her waist and hips with his big hands and press her towards him. She shuddered and just came to her senses, but his hands had already started to knead her hard through the fabric with ill intentions.