"You've finally appeared!"

The tall figure is handsome and exquisite, and he spits out a thousand feet of Lingyun between his words!

Xiao Tingxuan squinted his eyes vigilantly, his gaze lingering on the delicate body, reluctant to give up.

In the afterglow, I had to watch out for Ouyang Rong's every move, and my heart was extremely chaotic!

Did he, Ouyang Rong, really come to arrest him or did he care about Meng Qiao's safety?

"But I don't want to see you."

Two of Xiao Tingxuan's men quickly came to him and guarded the front.

"Hehe, your breath is so big, it seems that you are not small, this king will help you lower the fire!"

Folding the fan, countless slender steel needles shoot out from the seemingly ordinary fan surface, which looks particularly dazzling under the hot sun!

Meng Qiao's eyes widened in surprise, his arms suddenly tightened, and he fell into a familiar embrace!

The delicate body of the bird snuggled up to his muscular chest, and the well-proportioned white fingertips tightly grasped his placket.

Xiao Tingxuan stood on tiptoe and volleyed in the air, flipping countless times before he was lucky to escape.

"Lord Wang, be careful!"

The way they kissed me and me stabbed his eyes and heart, Xiao Tingxuan flicked his arm, and many darts flew out of his sleeves!

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

With the wind whistling in his ears, Ouyang Rong quickly pushed away the person in his arms, the strong internal force was transported into the palm of his hand, his wrist moved, and with a wave of the fan, he blocked all the hidden weapons that flew over without reservation!

It was menacing, and the two secret guards, a man and a woman, who were guarding in front of Xiao Tingxuan, were all shot and wounded.

"Let's go!"

Single-handedly, even if you are not convinced, you can't fight!

Xiao Tingxuan shouted impatiently, stood on tiptoe, and flew on the roof next to him as light as a swallow.

Ouyang Rong frowned, followed closely behind, and slapped down the male secret guard closest to him.

The man in black spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and took several steps back, his big watery eyes full of horror.

The two disappeared in the blink of an eye, Meng Qiao clenched his hands into fists, and a layer of sweat appeared in his palms.

"Okay, no wonder the prince was plotted as soon as he traveled, it turned out that there was a spy in the house!"

Angry accusations poured into his ears, and his slightly pale lips were slightly opened in fright, and Meng Qiao shook his head fiercely.

"How can you spew blood? I didn't! ”

Meng Kai strode up to the man in black and leaned over to probe his snort, although it was very weak, but it was still alive.

"As soon as you came, you indiscriminately said that I was a spy, and he was still lying on the ground, why didn't you say that I beat this person?"

Meng Kai stood up straight when he heard this, and the two stood side by side, looking more and more soft in their already delicate bodies, as if they were a big child.

"Take him back to the palace!"

Meng Kai glanced at her, looking at the weak and uncontrollable appearance, she can beat people?

"Yes." The guards behind Meng Kai grabbed her arm after receiving the order, Meng Qiao struggled with red eyes, but to no avail after all, he was forcibly dragged away by those big men.

"Meng Kai, you bastard, bastard!"

The figure was gone, and the crisp curse still lingered in his ears.

Meng Kai did not leave, and was always waiting for the return of his prince.

It seems that after a long time, that tall and heroic posture finally appeared!

"Where's Meng Qiao?"

Meng Kai was stunned for a moment, "Back to the prince's words, the little one has already ordered someone to take him back to the palace." ”

"Hmm." Ouyang Rong replied and strode forward.

Meng Kai followed, could it be that the prince finally opened his mind? Finally not bewitched by the little white face?

In the firewood room of the palace, the thin and delicate body curled up into a ball.

Meng Qiao bit his lower lip tightly, holding his breath in his chest, extremely uncomfortable.

"Little Joe, Little Joe!"

The sound of hurried footsteps was accompanied by a call, and after hearing this familiar voice, Meng Qiao slowly raised his head.

The sweaty little face was stained with a lot of dust, Meng Qiao snorted heavily, raised his hand to wipe his face, and spent a piece of black flowers.

"Brother Pan, why are you here? Go away, beware that they will misunderstand you. ”

Soft fingertips hooked the windowsill, Meng Qiao stood on tiptoe and barely looked outside.

"It's time for a shift change, let's make a long story short." Pan Sheng frowned and took out a dagger from his sleeve.

"They see that you don't know martial arts, you can't be so defensive, you take this self-defense, and you will run away when I pry the door open."

She is very familiar with the terrain, and Pan Sheng doesn't explain much.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and drooped his head, extremely aggrieved.

"They don't believe me, I haven't seen the prince yet, if I can see the prince, it's all clear."

"Silly girl, I heard that the prince knows that you are locked up."

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment, the sweat had soaked his clothes, and it was very uncomfortable to cling to his body, especially the place wrapped around his chest was not breathable at all, which made people even more annoying.

"No, the prince was obviously protecting me when I was fighting just now, and he won't disbelieve me."

"Ahh

At the same time, an abrupt sneeze came from Ouyang Rong's room!

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Er Qiao, will you run away?