As if the eyes that could penetrate the past and present lives reflected the thin body, the man's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and his slender hands hooked her willow waist, domineeringly taking people into his arms.

"Of course I have to give it to you, you are my life."

Picking the pink handkerchief in his fingertips, he couldn't help but stuff it into her hand.

The ruddy lips squirmed a few times, and he couldn't say the words he wanted to refuse.

The man's head hung slightly, buried deep in her snow-white neck, and pecked greedily.

Xu was nervous, and his tender shoulders trembled, like the flower bones that were beaten by the wind and rain, pitiful and tempting.

"Why didn't I find you so sweet and flamboyant before."

Shui Lingling's face turned red, and he got rid of a ripe peach.

"You used to be a man, how could I do it?"

Ouyang Rong sneered, reached out and rubbed her hair, he really didn't know how to spoil her and love her.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and clenched his fist and hammered him several times in succession.

He, he's so bad!

Why hadn't he discovered his immodest nature before? Sweat dripping!

Some people are happy and some are sad, in the palace, the sound of broken porcelain enters the ears, and the people who listen to it are terrified.

"Princess, take your breath."

"Get out!"

A precious vase came into the air and bloomed at the feet of a group of palace maids, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground.

When Wei Yun's words fell, the palace maids didn't dare to slack off, and immediately bowed and withdrew.

"Princess, it's most normal for a man to see one and love the other, not to mention that it's just a maid from a humble background, King Rong has a very high vision, and it won't be long before he gets tired."

An old woman bypassed the mess on the ground and stood behind Wei Yun and spoke bitterly.

The princess is naturally delicate and arrogant, and it is normal to be arrogant, and it is really unexpected to be compared to a maid in King Rong's mansion, but it is conceivable that the maid must be very beautiful.

"That maid is extremely skilled, she is a goblin who seduces people! Mama, you don't know, she pretended to be a man before, was in charge of the Rongwang Mansion, and was tired of being with him every day, so she must have hooked up at that time. ”

Wei Yunliu's eyebrows were furrowed, and the golden step on her head swayed from side to side with the movements, just like her heart now, and she couldn't settle down at all.

"Don't say it's a maid with no background, even if it's a noble young lady, you can't compare with you, the princess!"

"No matter what, Ouyang Rong's heart has long been hooked by that goblin. That little goblin is very smart, and Jiaodi doesn't look like a poor person at all, and he was born to hook men, hum! ”

Wei Yun sat on the chair with his butt and frowned.

I couldn't help but think of what Meng Qiao said when she begged her to keep it a secret, what did she enter the mansion just to eat a mouthful, and she obviously wanted to fly on the branches and become a phoenix!

She still believes it!

This is obviously to dispel her doubts and give her a reassurance.

If we had found a way to break them up at that time, we wouldn't have so many things now.

The imperial brother is very strict, and she is not allowed to act rashly against that slut, Wei Yun's mind is a little confused, his fists are clenched tightly, and he doesn't like the emperor's pitiful look the most, obviously he likes it very much and looks cowardly.

The powder fists were clenched tightly, Wei Yun's chest rose and fell, and he was very excited.

The weather was really hot, and the flower that Ouyang Rong put on for her had already dried up when she returned to the palace, and she really had no choice but to put it in a book.

Wei Yun opened the book on the bed very preciously, and hung his fingers on the dried flower, hesitating, for fear of breaking it.

"Here, the slave and maid must be watched at all times, and report to the princess as soon as there is news."

"Will this princess trust you anymore?"

Wei Yun's eyes were round, and he carefully held the book in his arms, and his eyebrows were cold!

"The slave is at fault!" The old lady threw herself on her knees, shaking like chaff all over her body.

"It's good to know, you didn't mean to do it this time, I'll bypass you for the time being. Remember, you don't care what means you use, but you are not allowed to hurt a single hair of Lord Rong! ”

Wei Yun put the book together and got up suddenly.

If the old lady was amnesty, she kowtowed again and again.

"The slave has written it down, follow the princess's teachings!"

Wei Yun waved his hand, and the old woman who was kneeling on the ground immediately got up and retreated.

The seamless plan is just in vain!

There is no good luck, only that the man loves her too much!

King Rong's mansion was heavily guarded, and it took several days of effort to barely get in, knowing that she loved to read, so she secretly put the poison in the pages, and she didn't expect that Ouyang Rong would be affected, and the two of them would be poisoned together.

It's a pity that what people are in now is love poison!

After some tossing, Meng Qiao was very wolf-like, and hurriedly took a bath.

Ouyang Rong's ear power is excellent, and the sound insulation of the room is good, but through the door panel and the wall, you can still hear the sound of the rushing water, which makes people's hearts itch.

The man's Adam's apple rolled a few times, eager to rush open the door and hold her in his arms and pamper her fiercely.

The bright eyes narrowed slightly, and the man began to think crankily.

The door was gently pushed open from the inside, and a fragrant smell rushed into his nose, and the man slowly opened his eyes, and a pink figure came into view, pink and tender like a flower that had just bloomed.

The breeze is gusting, and the dress is fluttering in the wind, like a fairy in the sky descending to the mortal world!

"It's beautiful!"

Meng Qiao slowly lowered his head, his delicate face flushed.

"The air in the garden is excellent, let's go sit there."

The burning gaze was fixed on her, like glue.

As soon as Ouyang Rong spoke, his voice was obviously hoarse, full of forbearance.

Meng Qiao nodded and followed him towards the garden.

The pink and tender color slowly shuttles among the emerald leaves, which is very eye-catching, like a flower fairy.

"Little Joe, this flower is just right for you."

A big strong hand pinched a flower, and as she spoke, she was about to put it on her head.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and reached out to push his big hand away.

"This sounds familiar!"

In the garden, he personally folded a flower for Wei Yun to wear on his head, and his affectionate appearance was profound and unforgettable.

Meng Qiao pretended to be angry and twisted his body over, leaving only his back.

The corner of one lip hooked, and a charming smile appeared on the handsome face.

The man suddenly hugged the small waist from behind, his head hanging slightly, and his chin resting on her shoulder.

The scorching breath was a little short, and Meng Qiao shrank his neck and twisted his head slightly.

The smooth and fragrant hair touches the face, making the skin tickle.

The man smiled and sniffed the fresh smell of his hair intently.

"Little thing, it turns out that you heard and saw it that day."

The strength of the hands is heavier, and the two are more close to each other.

His watery eyes flickered twice, his eyes drooped, and his face was flushed.

This little guy has never used any rouge gouache, but he is like a lotus in the pond.

"Of course I heard you say it so loudly."

Meng Qiao bit his lip and pinched his finger evilly.

"I just meant it to let you hear it."

The man spoke very slowly, close to her ear.

"Prince Rong's woman is so good, be careful that people are fascinated by you."

Meng Qiao tilted his head slightly, the ends of his hair stroked his face again, and the crispy and numb feeling seemed to be on the tip of his heart, and his heart was beating faster inexplicably.

"I don't care about others, as long as I have you, it's enough."

The sexy thin lips pursed slightly, and gently fell on the beautiful face.

The long eyelashes flickered up and down one after another, like butterflies in the garden.

"In the future, will you marry many women in the future?"

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and the voice couldn't be smaller.

"Little thing, what did you just say?"

Meng Qiao was about to leave after speaking, but the man turned around and stopped her very quickly.

The strong and powerful hand suddenly hooked the smooth chin, and the little face of the water spirit was slightly raised, and the small appearance was very pleasing.

"Nothing." Ask while knowing the answer!

Yadi, sister don't say it, don't say it!

Meng Qiao broke his hand and walked straight towards the depths of the garden.

The man's long arms fished out, and he easily took the fluttering and weak body into his arms.

His nose was so painful that Meng Qiao sniffed his nose, and a masculine aura exclusive to him rushed into his nasal cavity, making people blush and heartbeat.

"If you really want to have three wives and four concubines, surrounded by warblers and swallows, you won't wait until that time, it's enough to have you in this life."

The handsome cheeks slowly enlarged in front of his eyes, and Meng Qiao blushed in shame, but he didn't dodge.

"Lord Wang."

Hurried footsteps suddenly came, and a guard clenched his fists and knelt on the ground, but he didn't expect such a hot scene in front of him.

The old man was stunned with red cheeks and pressed his head low, in a dilemma.

The taste of being suddenly planned was really uncomfortable, Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, forcibly suppressed the fire in his heart, and hid the delicate man behind his tall and muscular body.

"What's the matter?"

There was a hint of coldness in the magnetic voice, and the guard looked embarrassed.

"Xiao Qiao, this king will come back later."

The slender and well-proportioned hand touched the delicate face, and Meng Qiao nodded obediently.

The man strode out of the garden, the guard following closely behind.

I used to always come here to take a bath and hide it, and when he left, it was boring to leave her alone, and Meng Qiao didn't play, so he also walked out.

"Miss Meng, this is for you by the prince."

Eight maids waited in front of the door, each carrying a tray of silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry, which shone with dazzling brilliance in the hot sun.

Today, I have only seen what it means to be bejeweled!

The watery eyes suddenly widened, because of surprise, the red lips opened slightly, and the tender little white hand covered the mouth.

Meng Qiao took the lead in pushing the door open, and after she entered the house, the maids brought in the gold, silver, jewelry, and silk in their hands, and a table was stunned.

The maids put their things away and went out, for fear of disturbing her rest.

"I'll be back later."

Meng Qiaomo held the gold, silver and jewelry on the table, muttering what Ouyang Rong said before leaving.

At the beginning, the Pan family was kind to her, and Pan Sheng was most worried about her little sister, and now she has no worries about food and clothing, how can she forget about the Jì family?

Meng Qiao found a baggage, took some gold, silver and clothes, and was just about to go out when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he immediately took out a set of men's clothes from the cabinet and changed them, wrapped the chest cloth around and around it, and did not dare to be ambiguous at all.

"Miss Meng, where are you going?"

Seeing her dressed like this, with a burden on her back, the guards guarding the door were not calm!

The two raised their hands to stop her, Meng Qiao's eyebrows frowned, and a sense of rebellion arose.

"Can I still run? Get out of the house and be back soon. ”

The delicate willow eyebrows were painted by her coarse, adding a bit of heroism.

Seeing that she was really unhappy, they really didn't dare to stop her.

"Miss Meng, please!"

The guards at the gate made way for him, and Meng Qiao strode towards the gate of the palace with his burden on his back.

I haven't been out for a long time, and the street seems to be more bustling!

I wore a men's outfit on my body, and I soon broke out in a sweat.

Xue Nen's tender little hand was raised slightly, Meng Qiao wiped his face, his little cheeks puffed up slightly, and he blew heavily.

What to eat and drink is not as good as silver, the Pan family is short of money and silver, and Pan Sheng can't move around at will since he entered the house, I don't know how my little sister came over these days.

No matter how lively the shouting on the street was, Meng Qiao didn't even look back.

"That's her!"

The flow of people continued, and several men in coarse cloth clothes carefully took out a painting from their sleeves, slowly unfolded it, and pointed their fingers forward, pointing at Meng Qiao's back.

"Hey, hey, why are you like this!"

"Go out without your eyes."

"Which one stepped on the master's foot?"

The men in the back rushed over, rampaged, bumped into many people, and complained!

There was a flutter behind him, Meng Qiao wiped his sweat, and was about to turn back, but his mouth was covered by someone, his eyes were dark, and a hemp bag fell from the sky, unambiguously putting his delicate body in!

"Hmm, hmm, let me out, let me out!"

It was dark in front of him, and before he could react anything, several men lifted the person up with all hands and feet, and ran to the remote place like crazy.

The delicate body curled up into a ball, and he couldn't stretch his hands and feet at all, and he was really being carried like a ball of goods, and a puff of dust came from his mouth, and Meng Qiao couldn't stop coughing.

The coughing finally stopped, and Meng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, struggling and writhing inside, like the little pig that always wanted to escape before the butcher's slaughter.

They ran so fast that Meng Qiao closed his eyes and his stomach churned.

The buttocks suddenly hurt, and the thin body was thrown to the ground vigorously!

The sack was suddenly untied, and instead of the dazzling sunlight overhead, it was still the same pitch black.

"Who are you, who are you?"

After so many years of schooling, thankfully she didn't have myopia.

The skin on his buttocks tingled slightly, and Meng Qiao reached out and touched it, it was a pile of straw.

The house was dark, and it was vaguely obvious that this was an abandoned house, with a wooden door grinning, and through the roof you could see the sky outside, but inside the house was extremely dark, and there was no light in all directions.

"Knowing too much won't do you any good."

The dull voice was like a hellish Shura, and the voice was as cold and hard as a sharp knife.

Meng Qiao touched it indiscriminately, and put the burden that had slipped off his shoulder again, his eyes full of vigilance.

After Ouyang Rong's poisoning, she was even less courageous, she had never experienced such intrigues, how valuable the appointment was, but there were always people who regarded it as a mustard.

"Don't worry, we don't want money."

The other crouched down, his eyes really not looking at the baggage.

"And what do you want?"

The voice trembled, Meng Qiao's legs curled up, his tender hands touched the straw pile indiscriminately, and his chest rose and fell strictly.

"You'll find out soon."

A wicked laugh came, which made people creepy and disgusting!

The hair standing up high on the top of his head suddenly loosened, and the silky strands of hair fell down in a moment, setting off the watery slap face even more seductively.

Several men's eyes lit up, and the word ** floated in their hearts for a long time.

"Sure enough, a stunner! Who's coming first! ”

One of the men's eyes glowed brightly, and he was about to reach out and grab the long straight leg when a sudden pain erupted on his forehead, and scarlet liquid flowed down his face.

"I don't know what to do!"

Meng Qiao had just gotten up when his companion smirked and picked up the fluttering man and threw it back effortlessly.

"Don't come here, be careful that my man will find out and kill you."

There was a dull pain in his body, not being nervous was fake, Meng Qiao's shoulders trembled, and he staggered up from the ground, not caring about any gold, silver and jewelry, it was important to save his life!

No, they don't just want her life!

It's okay not to say anything, but as soon as the words fell, the men erupted into raging laughter.

"Just these two moments, do you still want to run?"

Meng Qiao glared at them fiercely with red eyes, and swung his fist towards the man closest to him, but it really pounced.

"What are you tossing with her, hurry up, hurry up, let's go back quickly."

"That's it."

The others had long been impatient, and the coquettish man's waist-length hair danced back and forth with the movements, and the room was dark, but her skin was a milky white sheen, which was very attractive.

The hearts that were about to move were restless all the time, and several people swallowed their saliva, feeling that today's errand had been earned.

The dilapidated house was a mess, and Meng Qiao suddenly mixed something on it during the fight, and almost threw himself out.

When I looked down, it turned out to be a broken chair leg!

The white teeth are against the lower lip, even if you die, you will go back to see him with your innocence!

"Ahh

Meng Qiao suddenly bent down and picked up the leg of the chair on the ground, shouted, and smashed it towards the man opposite.

The man in the coarse cloth robe raised his eyebrows, and he was already impatient!

"Stinky, toast without eating and drinking, and you still kick your nose in the face when you play with you?"

Meng Qiao's eyes were red, his watery eyes were filled with warm liquid, and he opened his mouth to bite the man's arm.

"Phew!"

The man snorted in pain and threw the man out with grinned teeth.

Several men have no patience, and their bright eyes look particularly creepy in this remote dark room!

It's like a hungry wolf pounced on food, and its ferocious appearance instantly makes people's hairs stand on end.

"Don't come here! Stay back! ”

Meng Qiao shook his head, and the straw under his body hurt through the skin of the thin fabric.

The delicate body stood up, and the snow tender little hands were in front of him, Meng Qiao bit his lip, took a deep breath, and drilled out of the gap at an extremely fast speed.

The fabric on the back tightened, and the fluttering body was lightly picked up and fell back to the original haystack!

------Off topic------

It's about to usher in a heavy dà turn, which is what is in the introduction!

Er Qiao, you have to hold on, we are all waiting for you to transform gorgeously!

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