The bright eyes were full of expectation, and when she encountered such a big change in her family, of course he would accompany her back!

The ruddy lips squirmed a few times, and he was about to say something but swallowed back.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, there is this king."

The fresh and delicious smell was mixed with a masculine atmosphere, the man stretched out his arms and took her into his arms, the white and tender little face suddenly attached to his chest, through the thin fabric, he clearly felt the tight texture, which made people blush and heartbeat!

"I, my hometown is far, far away."

The red lips opened lightly, Meng Qiao was short of breath, his heart was weak, and his body was wet with sweat.

"Someone!"

The man's eyebrows furrowed, and he hugged her tighter.

"Lord Wang, you command!"

One of the guards hurried over and fell to his knees with his fists clenched.

"Go and prepare the carriage quickly, this king is going to go far away."

"Yes!"

"No, no, no, don't go!"

Startled, Meng Qiao broke free from his embrace and stopped in front of the guard.

"What's wrong?"

"That, I heard that the road is very difficult to walk now, we can't get through, I'll find someone to bring the silver back early tomorrow morning."

The watery eyes flickered, the curly long eyelashes trembled one after another, the tender little hands were clenched, and the palms were sweaty.

"Okay, when the road is opened, this king will accompany you back to your hometown."

Hearing that there was no need to go, the guard immediately retreated.

"It's getting late, it's time to rest."

The scorching breath suddenly spat out in his ears, and Meng Qiao shrank his neck and took a few steps back.

"Don't do that."

"Which one?"

The strong and powerful hand once again took the delicate body into his arms, Meng Qiao bit his lip, his body shook, and he broke free very uncomfortably.

"Don't always think about bullying me."

Tiredness appeared on her white and tender face, and her little white hand covered her lips and yawned gently.

Meng Qiao turned around, it was getting late, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was about to fall asleep standing up.

"This king can't help it."

Such a pink and tender person should be hidden in the golden house, and after going out, it will definitely be eaten alive.

Hearing this, Meng Qiao's face turned even redder.

"I'm going back."

"Sleep here."

The man suddenly grabbed her fingertips, and his body temperature instantly transferred to her skin, and Meng Qiao quickly withdrew his hand.

"What did you just promise me?"

"You go back to your room, this king doesn't touch you, where does Xiao Qiao think?"

The corners of one lip were slightly raised, extending a wicked smile.

Meng Qiao puffed out his cheeks, "It's that you're thinking too much!" ”

"Good, good!" The man responded with his mouth full of coaxing, like a child.

"Don't make a fuss, come back and live here."

"It's good for me to live over there, I'm a maid, so I should live where the maid should live."

Meng Qiao tugged at his placket, he was really worried that he would turn into a wolf at any time, sweating drippingly!

"But you are the king's personal maid."

The man raised his hand and scraped the smooth chin with his fingertips, Meng Qiao shrunk his neck, and was speechless for a while.

"It's so late, you'll disturb the rest of the rest when you go back."

Meng Qiao didn't say anything, and walked obediently towards his room.

As soon as she entered the door, Meng Qiao rushed into her room, closed the door tightly, and fell asleep in a flicker.

The next morning, the sun was still shining!

Meng Qiao moved his neck and found that he had not slept well last night, and he was sadly stiff necked!

"Miss Meng is early!"

As soon as I pushed the door open, there was a row of maids standing at the door.

"Early." Meng Qiao replied vaguely.

"Miss Meng, please!"

The maids had already prepared the face wash, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and pulled two handfuls of his face at will.

"Miss Meng, the prince said that he would come later, and told you to eat first."

On the large round table, a variety of delicacies exude a tempting mouth-watering aroma, is it true that it is so hearty in the morning?

Meng Qiao nodded, took some porridge by himself, and ate it in small bites.

The ruddy little mouth is slightly open, the long eyelashes are low, thick like a fan, the face is as smooth as a beautiful jade, the face is fresh and bright, and the little cheeks are moving, very vivid!

His face suddenly became hot, and his handsome cheeks were already sticking to him.

"You, why don't you make a sound when you walk?"

The white jade spoon smashed into the bowl, making a crisp and crisp sound, and the porridge in the bowl gradually rose, and the white and tender little hands were all over it.

Last night's thrill inadvertently came to mind, and the sudden touch startled the person in the chair, and the reflex squealed, and turned his head in horror.

"Don't be afraid, it's the king."

The strong and powerful hand took the delicate child in front of him into his arms, and the bright starry eyes flashed with deep doting, and gently touched the little face that seemed to be able to pinch out the water.

Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Uh-huh."

Meng Qiao bit his lip and tilted his head away from his arms.

The man chuckled, carefully pulled the two small hands into the thick palm, and instantly surrounded her with a masculine temperature, Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed, and he wanted to retract but was imprisoned.

The star-like eyes were extremely bright, clinging to her tightly, and she couldn't move away for a moment.

Ouyang Rong took a handkerchief, carefully wiped the little hand clean, and filled the bowl with porridge.

"Lord Wang, you eat too."

I felt the burning gaze, and I couldn't open my mouth.

Meng Qiao picked up the spoon and looked at him after a moment's hesitation.

Ouyang Rong nodded, staring at it stupidly, as if she was more appetizing than this table.

"Eat more."

Knowing that she has a good appetite, but she may not be able to eat and drink well these days, the man himself has never eaten a bite, and he vigorously put vegetables into the bowl next to her, and it became a small mountain in an instant.

The chefs in the house are all like imperial chefs, the nose is fragrant, and the stomach screams restlessly.

Meng Qiao lowered his head and ate it, carved in pink and jade, well-behaved and clever, making people's hearts soft, as if stepping on the clouds.

"Come, eat more meat, see how thin you are."

As soon as the small hill tip was wiped out, the man caught a lot of them.

The little white teeth like braided shells were against the lower lip, and the good-looking willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if they had encountered a great difficulty.

"I really can't finish eating."

The moist little mouth is stained with a little soup, red and shiny, and it is very pleasing!

"Don't worry, eat slowly, this king won't go anywhere, just accompany you."

Meng Qiao lowered his head and continued to eat some, but all those meat dishes were left.

When I first came to the house, I was afraid that I would not be able to fill my stomach every day, and every meal was like that of a refugee, afraid of being woken up hungry in the middle of the night, and there was nothing to eat.

Recently, I have eaten and drunk well, and I don't have such a large amount of food.

"Full?"

The man picked up a clean handkerchief and wiped her mouth, Meng Qiao was startled, his shoulders trembled and shrunk back, he picked up the handkerchief from his hand, and wiped it twice by himself.

"Hmm." The voice trembled, and the man always tilted his head, feeling that even this voice was sweet to the bone.

"Why don't you eat more?"

"I'm already full, and I'll have high blood sugar and high blood lipids when I'm old like this."

"High blood lipids and high blood sugar?"

The bright starry eyes suddenly widened, and the man held the tender little hand, a little unintelligible.

However, what his woman was thinking about, naturally she didn't need to wait that long.

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment and withdrew his hand.

"It's nothing, nothing, lord, you go and do your business, you don't have to accompany me."

Meng Qiao snorted, swished up from the chair, and as soon as the words fell, the person had already arrived at the door.

Said to go, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Ouyang Rong smiled and shook his head, this little thing is really interesting!

When I went out and went back to my old place, the room was empty.

"Sister Meng, you're back!"

Seeing the soft and stunning figure, Sixi's eyes lit up.

"Sixi, why is my quilt gone?"

Meng Qiao looked around, and suddenly remembered a few words in his mind, and left!

"Sister Meng didn't come back last night, I thought I wouldn't live here anymore, so I put it away."

After all, it's a little girl, Sixi hung her head shyly.

"I'm definitely going back!"

"The prince won't be reluctant."

Sixi hurriedly smoothed the bed, without a trace of wrinkles, took her hand and made her sit down, ran to the table and poured a cup of tea.

"Miss Meng, this is what the prince asked us to take."

The two maids moved lightly, for fear that they would walk unsteadily and fall through the things in their hands.

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment and glanced at Sixi.

"What is this?"

"It's high blood sugar."

"It's hyperlipidemia."

The two maids opened the box in their hands, one was osmanthus candy and the other was rouge.

The watery eyes suddenly glared at the boss, and the tea that Meng Qiao had just held in his mouth squirted out at all.

"Miss Meng, don't you like it?"

Rare, quite rare, sweat dripping!

"Excited, excited."

Meng Qiao wiped his sweat and forced a smile out of his small mouth.

The maids put their things down, with a smile on the corner of their lips, it was great that Miss Meng liked it, and they could go back to make a difference.

Meng Qiao held high blood sugar and high blood cholesterol stupidly for a morning, although Sixi was fine now, he didn't dare to disturb her.

"Ahh Rajah. ”

As soon as Sixi went out, he almost hit his sturdy body, and he was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground.

Ouyang Rong shook his head at her, motioning for her not to speak.

Sixi nodded knowingly and hurriedly retreated.

Meng Qiao lay on the bed with his face up, and casually brought the pamphlet from the side.

"What are you smiling at?"

The sexy and magnetic voice lingered in his ears, and Meng Qiao was just about to get up, but the man leaned over.

Meng Qiao gasped and reached out against his chest, through the fabric, the strong and powerful heartbeat was unambiguously transmitted.

"You get up first."

The sexy thin lips stretched out a wicked smile, and the man's heart was full of thoughts to tease her, and his arms were supported on his sides, as if he hadn't heard.

The good-looking willow frowned, Meng Qiao pushed him violently, Ouyang Rong laughed, and fell beside her.

Looking at the handsome and beautiful face, Meng Qiao laughed out loud again, and the appearance of the two maids holding high blood lipids and high blood sugar came to his mind.

"Want to read again?"

The strong arms cushioned the back of her head, and she was stunned to hold the person in her arms.

Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed, what if they saw it?

As if she had seduced him here, her slender fingertips gently scratched his armpits, and the man's head pressed against her cheek, unmoved.

He's not afraid of itching!

"It's hot, you get up, I'll get up too."

Meng Qiao pushed, and the man finally got up.

"This king will tell you, okay?"

"Not good!"

Meng Qiao was categorical, his eyes widened, and he reached out to snatch the book back.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's lips hooked, and he didn't follow it at all, and his slender fingertips picked up the first page.

"Poof!"

The handsome cheeks suddenly stiffened, the bright starry eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the page.

"Ahh

Meng Qiao just sat up straight, and was scared away by the three souls and seven spirits!

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang! What's wrong with you, wake up! ”

The delicate body trembled like chaff, and the tall body threw itself back, and its eyes were closed, as if it had lost consciousness.

Tears blurred the vision in an instant, and the big tears were like pearls with broken threads, crackling, unambiguous!

Meng Qiao sobbed, one hand trembling and touching his pulse.

"Ahh

Outside the door, a group of maids rushed over when they heard the screams, and saw Meng Qiao half-kneeling on the bed, holding Ouyang Rong's arm with one hand, and they all ran away screaming.

"Ouyang Rong, you open your eyes and look at me, look at me!"

His legs and feet were already weak, Meng Qiao hurriedly went to the ground and took out a pack of silver needles from his baggage, she bought this last time she went out to grab medicine, thinking about it in case she needed it, but she didn't expect that the first one would be used on his body first, which was the last thing she wanted.

The fingers pinched the silver needle and pierced it tremblingly!

Suddenly stimulated, the man's fingertips moved slightly.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his heart was stuffy, and the corners of his lips trembled with a smile.

Bai Nen's hand kept trembling, and he kept putting the needle.

"Bold! Arrest her! ”

There was a sudden shout outside the door, and Meng Qiao's hands trembled, and he didn't have time to pay attention.

"What are you going to do?"

Two guards, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed her arms one after another, and forcibly lifted the person off the bed.

Meng Qiao raised his foot and kicked the two of them hard, but the two guards didn't seem to be in pain at all, and they didn't move at all.

"You dare to murder the prince, what a big dog!"

"Phew! Which eye of yours saw that I killed him, and I was saving him! Let go of me, delay the treatment, you will be responsible? ”

Meng Qiao scolded and scolded, and his mood was extremely bad.

The two of them turned a deaf ear and strode out of the door with their delicate bodies.

"Let go of me, I want to see Xue Qian!"

His eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered something.

Xue Qian is the head of the twelve guards in the mansion, and the guards are usually frightened.

The two guards looked at each other, a little frightened.

"Lord Xue is not in the mansion, you murdered the prince, what else is there to quibble? Walk! ”

Meng Qiao punched and kicked all the way, but he couldn't resist the two guards with big shoulders and three thick shoulders.

There were too many guards in the house, and she didn't remember these two people.

In front of the bed, a look of pain appeared on the handsome cheeks.

"Joe, little Joe."

With thin lips lightly, Xue Qian and Meng Kai glanced at each other, and stepped forward to listen carefully to his words.

"What is the prince talking about?" Xue Qian's eyebrows furrowed.

Today, the prince explained what he was going to do to the two of them, but when he returned to the house, he heard the news of the prince's poisoning, which made people feel chills down their spines.

The poison has been cured, but the prince still has his eyes closed, which makes people very worried.

"It's called Meng Qiao." Meng Kai nodded fiercely with great certainty.

"By the way, what about Meng Qiao?"

Xue Qian chuckled in his heart, the prince was poisoned, Meng Qiao was gone, what happened?

Meng Kai's eyes widened, "Someone!" ”

"In!"

Meng Kai's words fell, and there was an answer outside, and a guard immediately came in.

"Where's Meng Qiao?"

"Miss Meng has been locked up." Someone who came reported it truthfully.

"What?"

The two spoke in unison!

"It is said that Miss Meng poisoned the prince."

"Supposedly?" Xue Qian's eyebrows were furrowed, and his tone was cold.

"The subordinates knew that Miss Meng had been arrested, and they only heard about it."

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly came from behind, and several people chuckled in their hearts and turned around one after another.

The man lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, his face pale, and his domineering body was unabated.

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows were furrowed, and he strode out of the room.

Xue Qian and Meng Kai had already sensed that something was wrong, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they followed closely.

"Quickly and truthfully, why do you want to murder the prince!"

The gloomy interior can't hide the lonely and anxious look.

Meng Qiao's chest rose and fell, struggling to the death, his delicate body was tied to the wooden frame of the character, his arms and calves were tied to death, and during the struggle, it seemed that there were countless small thorns piercing the flesh.

Meng Qiao's eyes were round, and he opened his mouth to snort at them.

"If you invite it, you can avoid the pain of skin and flesh!" One of them said viciously.

"You don't understand the words, don't you, the prince is poisoned, and if you don't heal, it's too late!"

The seemingly weak body erupted into a deafening scream, and the two of them turned cold, obviously impatient.

"The prince has someone to heal, you can't care about this."

His watery eyes were full of anxiety, and when he was upset, when he heard this, Meng Qiao was shocked.

"You are not the palace guards!"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't blame us for torture."

As if suddenly stabbed in the heart, a sturdy guard picked up the whip.

"Someone, someone!"

Things were not good, and a sense of fear arose, and Meng Qiao shouted loudly outside.

The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and swung the whip out of their hands in anger!

"Ugh!"

Meng Qiao struggled desperately, and the moment the strong guard raised his arm, he reflexively closed his eyes tightly.

A muffled grunt came suddenly, Meng Qiao slowly opened her eyes, and the guard's neck was fiercely wrapped around the whip and fell to her feet.

"Lord Wang!"

The tall and muscular figure appeared in front of him, his little mouth was slightly pale because of nervousness, Meng Qiao's chest rose and fell, his watery eyes were full of warm liquid, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips.

Xue Qian and Meng Kai immediately untied the hemp rope on Meng Qiao's body, I don't know if they were too ruthless or the flesh was too tender, and there were red marks on the wrists and ankles, just looking at it made people feel very distressed.

Ouyang Rong strode forward, stretched out his arms and took the delicate body into his arms, lowered his head, buried it deep in his neck, and inhaled greedily.

The other guard was so frightened that he fell to his knees, trembling and almost unable to kneel.

"How dare you abuse lynching? While the king is unconscious, who will give you the courage to dare to touch the king's woman! ”

The strength in his hand was heavier again, and Ouyang Rong kicked out the unsightly guard who was kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"Subordinate, subordinate saw that she was holding a needle in her hand, thinking that she was harming the prince, so."

The guard stammered, and the next words were swallowed alive by him, not daring to say more.

"You look very raw, what's your name?"

"Subordinate, subordinate."

The guard's eyes rolled, and he was about to bite his tongue when Xue Qian stuffed the scabbard into his mouth!

"Lord Wang, this person is sneaky, not like a guard in the palace, and after his subordinates find out, he will give an explanation to Lord Wang and Miss Meng."

Ouyang Rong nodded, the delicate child in his arms must have been frightened, his strong and powerful arms tightly hugged his weak body, and walked out of this place quickly.

"How are you?"

As soon as they walked out, the two spoke in unison.

"Ahem, ahem."

Ouyang Rong coughed a few times, his eyes were round, Meng Qiao couldn't care about it, and immediately helped him.

The man pulled out a white handkerchief and covered his mouth, coughing so hard that he couldn't stop.

"Ahh

Ouyang Rong slowly took the veil away, and the dazzling bright red was impressive.

Meng Qiao screamed in surprise and hugged his waist with tears in his eyes.

The tender little hands roamed over his chest, slowly helping him to breathe.

"How can this be, did you come in such a hurry to save me, and your body hasn't recovered yet."

There was no time to feel the pulse, the delicate shoulders kept shaking, Meng Qiao sobbed, and his head was pressed against his chest.

"It's okay, it's okay, ahem."

The slender fingertips curled up into fists, and the man coughed again.

A fragrant fragrance rushed into his nose, and all his troubles and anger were left behind, he didn't want to think nonsense, but he couldn't control it at all.

The man's Adam's apple rolls and his breathing becomes rapid.

"You, you lied to me!"

Meng Qiao bit his lip and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

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