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I will sleep here tonight and I will sleep here from now on."
Qiaochu was startled and couldn't help but clench the quilt with both hands, "Shangguan Jinghong, can you go any further?"
Shangguan Jinghong sneered, strode back to the bed and sat down, holding her chin with one hand, his eyes gradually revealing a hint of darkness, "I have waited long enough, three months have passed, your fetal breathing is basically stable, and I have got the medicine, you can do it today, Qiaochu."
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These words almost choked Qiaochu, she stared with eyes wide open, unable to speak for a long time.
Shangguan Jinghong ignored her and went to the door to ask Fang Ming to prepare hot water for a bath.
Not declaring the end does not mean it can continue. She can try to forget in time, but it does not mean she can accept him breaking in again. She can accept their estrangement today as quietly as she accepts fate, but it does not mean she is not angry. It's just that the sorrow is greater than everything.
However, at this moment, Qiaochu's suppressed anger finally erupted. She threw off the quilt, walked to Shangguan Jinghong, pointed at the door and said, "I don't want to see you, and I won't do those dirty things with you. Get out!"
"Dirty? Say that word again if you dare!"
Shangguan Jinghong seemed to be unable to tolerate this word the most. He said it with a smile on his face, but veins bulged on his forehead.
Qiaochu got angry and stared at him and said it five or six times in a row.
Shangguan Jinghong must be extremely angry. Qiaochu saw that he clenched his hands tightly, as if he would beat her up if not for this.
No matter how bad the situation is, he can handle it with ease, but when the two of them are together and face conflicts, he always only has the most primitive emotions, and she is also extremely stubborn. How can two people with such personalities get together, but it seems that only this one person can really control each other.
Qiaochu felt bitter in his heart and fell silent.
Shangguan Jinghong refused. He stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders and squeezed them hard. "I've already said that the past is the past. Qiaochu, why do you have to force me?"
"No, after we were really together, you still secretly met with your adoptive mother."
"I went to see her because—" Shangguan Jing said sharply, but suddenly stopped talking, as if he didn't want to talk more.
Qiaochu laughed at himself. He couldn't explain why. His hand was shaking but he still pointed to the door, "Get out!"
Shangguan Jinghong smiled coldly, ignored her struggle, picked her up, threw her into the mattress, and even pressed her acupoints.
Qiaochu could only watch him tear off the gauze dress she wore to sleep. In a moment, she was left with only a bellyband and a pair of trousers.
He worked non-stop, tearing the gauze dress into strips, tied up her limbs, and tied her hands to the bed rails. He also sealed her mute point, so she couldn't curse even if she wanted to.
How could he humiliate her like this...
Shangguan Jinghong saw her face flushed, his eyes became deeper, he immediately covered her, supported his weight on her shoulders with both hands, and then untied her acupuncture points. Even though the acupuncture points were untied, she still couldn't move. He laughed dumbly, and didn't kiss her lips, so that she couldn't bite him, but kissed along her neck and collarbone, and reached his big hands into her bellyband and pants and touched her up and down carefully.
Qiaochu heard his rapid breathing and his eyes becoming darker. Her body was also trembling from the heat. She thought he was just threatening her, but with their bodies pressed tightly together, she knew his reaction. The heat and hardness pressed against her...
She felt ashamed and angry, and said angrily, "If you want to find a woman, go find Concubine Lang, don't touch me."
"Oh, so I stayed in her room overnight, and you've been jealous." Shangguan Jinghong's voice with a smile came harshly, and he kissed her earlobe deeply, his voice a little hoarse, "I didn't touch her, not even once..."
"She said that you always had feelings for her, but you didn't because of me..."
As soon as she said this, Qiaochu felt annoyed. This made it seem that she was indeed jealous.
Sure enough, Shangguan Jinghong laughed immediately.
She felt so angry that she couldn't help but let out a sob.
Shangguan Jinghong seemed to be frightened by her voice. Regardless of his own desire, he immediately got up from her, sat down next to her, and then untied all the restraints on her without saying a word.
"You hooligan." Qiaochu loosened his hands and feet and hit him with all his strength.
Shangguan Jinghong did not dodge and let her beat him for a long time before he eased her exhausted body and hugged her in his arms, mocking himself: "Rogue? You are my wife, what's wrong with me touching you? Do I want to do this? I want to touch you, but I'm afraid you will resist and hurt yourself, so I have to do this. If you don't want to, will I really use force against you? I used to do that, but now, I hope I can still do that."
"You knew very well that I couldn't possibly go find Lang Linling. I was just trying to make you nervous when I was with her these days, but you were fine and didn't care. I thought about you every day, at work, while eating, and in my dreams... But you were just cruel to me."
If it were in the past, Qiaochu would have thought she would be helpless against such fatal tenderness, but now everything is different. She broke away from his arms, turned her head, and whispered, "Go out, I really need to rest."
"If you want to argue with me, eat this first."
A burst of fragrant, sweet and bitter smell wafted into Qiaochu's nose. He was startled and looked down, only to see that he was holding a white pill in his hand. It was the size of an ordinary pill, but there was a faint glow on the pill.
Shangguan Jinghong's tone was cautious. Qiaochu knew that this thing must be something special. He also remembered that he had just said that he had obtained the medicine, so he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of medicine is this?"
"This medicine is made from the inner elixir of a thousand-year-old fox. Once you take it, it will be able to suppress the old poison in your heart. Then I will search for the best medicine in the world to nourish you. Even the God of Hell will not dare to take your life."
As Shangguan Jinghong spoke, all the previous cruelty in his eyes faded away, revealing a gentleness that rippled slightly, as if his eyes were wet. He saw her staring at him, and coughed lightly, feeling a little unnatural. He reached out and touched her head, walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed him the medicine and water together.
Inner elixir? Is this the medicine Shangguan Jingcong was talking about? !
Qiaochu stared at the bloody flesh on the man's hand that she had just scratched, but her heart was already trembling. The sudden arrival of the medicine reminded her of the cause of Shangguan Jingcong's illness...
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Moreover, he went to Concubine Zhuang again... .
Qiaochu's stomach twitched and he took a deep breath. "I heard that Shangguan Jingcong was poisoned. Give him this medicine—"
"This medicine cannot be given to him."
Shangguan Jinghong's eyes darkened and he immediately interrupted her.
Qiaochu laughed softly for a long time before saying, "Shangguan Jinghong, I can't take this medicine. First, Shangguan Jingcong must have done something terrible to me, and he needs this medicine more than I do now; second, I don't want the things you took from Concubine Zhuang, even if I die."
Suddenly, he pinched her jaw again, and said in a very cold voice, "Qiaochu, you have met with Laojiu in private, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't know that this is exactly the medicine he needs. You keep saying Concubine Zhuang, and you even know where this medicine comes from."
Qiaochu knew that Shangguan Jinghong was angry; the strength in his hands told it all.
She was not afraid either. She met his gaze and smiled, "Eighth Master, I have a clear conscience, so there is nothing I cannot tell others. Yes, I did meet him. It was after you left the table and had a private meeting with Qiao Mei. He was also in the garden at that time and asked me to discuss the matter of the elixir."
"You mean, you and Shangguan Jingcongduan are innocent, but what I did is extremely dirty!"
Shangguan Jinghong said coldly, poured the water on the bedside, and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her. Qiaochu was startled and struggled, but it was too late. He had pried open her lips unexpectedly, and her throat was pushed by his tongue, and something had already slid down her throat into her stomach.
Qiaochu shuddered all over, and a strange and sweet fragrance spread from her tongue. She knew what she had been fed by this man. He moved very quickly. She was still in shock when he left her lips and tongue and moved closer to her again, and a smooth and cold fragrance was fed into her mouth again.
She struggled, and the liquid slowly flowed down the corners of her lips...
Qiaochu was shocked and angry that he had actually brought water to give her medicine.
Shangguan Jinghong had a smile on his face. He suddenly stretched out his hand and brushed her body. She was unable to move immediately. It turned out that he had sealed her acupuncture points again.
He stopped smiling and continued to sit next to her on the bed, raising his hand from time to time to wipe away the tears that silently seeped from her eyes.
It was not until Fang Ming's voice came from the door saying that hot water and meals had arrived that Shangguan Jinghong untied her acupoints.
"Now that I have digested it, Qiaochu, what do you want to do?"
He smiled softly, covered her tightly with the quilt, pulled down the curtains, and said to the door, "Bring it in."
Fang Ming received the order and led several slaves, servants and maids in to arrange the bathing, test the water temperature, put in scented flowers and soap clips, arrange the dishes, and set out the bowls and chopsticks... Everyone started to get busy, but Qiaochu was extremely angry at this time, and he raised his hand and slapped Shangguan Jinghong in the face.
Everyone was stunned and stopped what they were doing, including Fang Ming.
Although I couldn't see the faces of the people in the tent clearly, I could vaguely distinguish the figures of men and women, and I could see clearly who made the movements.
Fang Ming was the general manager of the palace. Although he was usually kind, he looked stern at this moment. He glanced at the servants slowly and said, "The palace does not need gossipers. Do you understand? If there are any, they will be beaten to death."
Everyone nodded tremblingly and dared not look any further.
A gust of strong wind suddenly rushed out from the tent, and the iron mask on the table flew into the air, as if it was pulled into the tent by some powerful force.
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In the tent, Qiaochu, who had been staring at his palm for a moment, felt confused. Shangguan Jinghong put on the iron mask, wiped the damaged corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Qiaochu, I am dirty, but I am also a cheap one. I love a woman like you and regard you as my life."
The curtains were suddenly lifted, and as the man's footsteps faded away, everyone's voices also faded away fearfully. The room fell silent again, with only the aroma of flowers and food mixed in. Qiaochu felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, but a warm fragrance spread out from his stomach, immediately eliminating the nausea.
She slowly opened the tent and looked at the things in the room that were ready. Suddenly, she had a desperate urge to go out and find Shangguan Jinghong.
Finally, she struggled to get up, took out new clothes from the closet and changed. She still wanted to find the beauty and asked her to go to Prince Xia's Mansion.
She felt suffocated and staggered towards the door, but someone knocked on it before her.
"Shangguan Jinghong..." she blurted out involuntarily.
The voice outside the door said, "Master Qiao, your servant Lao Tie wants to see you."
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When Lao Tie came in, Qiaochu deliberately looked outside the door. A group of maids and servants were still quietly keeping watch in the corridor. Not far away, several guards were patrolling the yard. Fang Ming was standing in front of the study door next to her. Jing Ping and Jing Qing came over at some point and paced back and forth outside the door in agitation. When they saw her looking over, there was a flicker in their eyes, but they still greeted her respectfully.
Where has he gone...
Qiaochu suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the confusion deepened, but he had to concentrate and look at Laotie, knowing that there must be something wrong since he came to him at this critical moment.
She asked Lao Tie to sit down, but he shook his head, lifted his clothes and knelt on the ground.
Qiaochu was shocked. Laotie was the closest person to Shangguan Jinghong. It was no exaggeration to say that he was like a father to her. She quickly reached out to help him, but a force lingered around her palm, and she couldn't put her hand in front of him no matter what.
Qiaochu felt uncomfortable and thought to himself, "What is Uncle Tie doing? Why be so formal?"
Lao Tie's ugly but sharp eyes slowly revealed a trace of pain, and he smiled bitterly, "If I had known about the misunderstanding between me and Master Qiao, I would have come to Master Qiao earlier. I am also stubborn and don't want you to know what happened in the past, for fear that you would look down on him. These days, whenever I was in trouble, I would never explain to Master Qiao. When we asked about the two of you, he refused to mention it. He just let out a little bit of information when he left, and I think he must be very bitter..."
"Where did he go?" Qiaochu was slightly shocked, and asked in a trembling voice: "Misunderstanding, what misunderstanding?"
"He went to Prince Xia's mansion to see Master Jiu... As for this misunderstanding," Lao Tie said, lowering his eyes guiltily, "it's about him and Concubine Zhuang."
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I didn't sleep a wink all night.
Later, Laotie also went to Prince Xia's palace.
However, Shangguan Jinghong never came back.
Later, only the servant who went out with him was sent back to report that Master Jiu was no longer in danger.
The next morning, I saw the old lady who had given me the bluebird brocade skirt that time again. This time she came again to give me clothes for the palace banquet.
The King of Xixia and his two concubines will arrive in Chaoge tomorrow. Tomorrow's palace banquet will be different from the usual ones. Although the competition between two countries depends on national strength, this beauty contest is the first priority and they cannot lose.
But this time is slightly different from last time.
The cousin of the Lang family, "Lin Hailan", had long disappeared when the woman with the rash was "repatriated" to her hometown by Shangguan Jinghong, but "Lin Hailan" was still there. As the future concubine of Prince Rui, Shen Qingling was also among the services of the aunt.
The dress was still gorgeous and incomparable. Even though the three of them had different thoughts and the lady was still noisy, they were all attracted by the beautiful dress and looked at it carefully. However, Qiaochu quickly withdrew from the splendor. Although the new dress was beautiful and the decorations were more luxurious, it was still not as good as the blue bird brocade skirt before.
There are not many roads to Pengshan, and the blue bird is eager to visit.
The bluebird acts as a messenger for each other to convey their feelings.
There is no Li Shangyin in this world, and there are no poems that sing the praises of love, but she would rather believe that there was his intention in that dress.
A blue roc, a stunning glimpse.
She was taught to take off the robe herself and put it on Shen Qingling that day. When she came back later, she accidentally saw in their closets that the robe was neatly folded and buried deep in each other's clothes.
Her nose felt sore, and she didn't even take her clothes.