The expression on Yingluo's face was so calm and calm that Qin Yan, the prince of King Jing, didn't expect her to vomit suddenly, and he didn't know why although he didn't have much contact, he couldn't treat the woman in front of him as an ordinary boudoir daughter.

She suddenly leaned forward with a weak leg, and he instinctively raised his arm, dragging the child with one hand and holding her shoulder with the other. Then he was inevitably vomited.

Qin Yan hadn't experienced this feeling of helplessness for a long time, and seeing the filth that the woman spit out fell on the hem of the robe and flowed down the curve of his calf, he was surprised to find that he was not as disgusted and unbearable as he imagined, and even the hand he was holding on her shoulder did not let go.

He only frowned slightly and turned sideways to avoid it when she vomited again, but Yingluo noticed the man's support and struggled in disgust, and thrust the half-held child in his arms into the man's arms, and threw himself into the man's arms in a few steps, and threw up again when he threw himself into the stream.

She couldn't stop vomiting until the bile came out, and she gradually got better, she held her knees weakly, and her hair fell down, and she felt like a wolf like never before. Suddenly there was an extra arm in front of him, a clean and slender finger, and a black cotton handkerchief between the middle finger and index finger was sent to his eyes.

It's good that the man didn't give the handkerchief, but when he saw the handkerchief, Yingluo didn't know if he had the courage to come back, or if he was so angry, he couldn't suppress the resentment and grievances in his heart, so he pushed away the arm in front of him, turned his head and glared at the person in front of him, and shouted through gritted teeth: "Die!" What kind of thoughtful and thoughtful person is this child, what kind of good man and gentleman, what are you doing earlier! Hit a stick to give a sweet date, sue sù you, this trick has already been used by the girl, put it on the girl and me, it, no, tube, use! ”

Yingluo coughed and vomited, her eyes were full of tears, her pink face was slightly red, her soft black hair was messily attached to her face, her eyes were full of anger, her eyes were moistened by tears, she was more and more black and bright, she was spiritual, her reddish face was as cold as frost, the corners of her flower-like lips were mocking and sarcastic, and her whole delicate face was condensed like a lotus in a thousand-year-old ice beach, but it was spicy and dazzling like the most beautiful rose in the world.

Qin Yan had no experience in contact with women, and he couldn't understand why her feelings changed so quickly, and he was stunned for a moment when he looked at her angry and delicate appearance. He only stiffened his arms, and his eyebrows frowned even more, so that the mask on his face was slightly propped up, and he frowned, which made him feel uncomfortable for the first time.

Seeing that the man in front of her didn't react, Yingluo only thought that he had rough skin and thick flesh, and his words couldn't hurt at all, where was the strength, except for taking advantage of some verbal style, she couldn't do anything to others at all, since words couldn't hurt the other party now, she didn't even have the mind to stay.

Immediately she straightened up, pushed away the person in front of her, and walked heavily in the direction of the circuit, where the smell of blood was too strong, she didn't want to stay for a moment, and the old mother was tied up by her, and she had a sense of absurd guilt for being an accomplice to mutilate people's lives.

She took a few steps and suddenly paused, turned around and rushed back in a hurry, under the man's burning gaze, grabbed the jade pendant on his waist and pulled it hard, two or three times without pulling, simply pulled his belt directly, and with a force, the belt buckle was broken.

Yingluo grabbed the belt and jade pendant in her hand, and ignored the man's instantly scattered clothes, only raised her hand at him, and said confidently and angrily: "If it weren't for me, by the time you arrived, your son would have died!" Saving! Twice! Got it? This is a debt, and you are cheap! Good bye! No, never again! ”

With that, she turned again, and with a gust of wind from the hem of her skirt, she picked up the hat that had been knocked off the ground and walked away, this time without looking back, and in the blink of an eye she rushed out of the mountain stream, and soon disappeared from the sight of everyone.

Qin Yan kept frowning and standing, watching her rush out and turn back, watching her pull his belt, watching her back disappear in front of him, his face was all covered by the mask and couldn't see clearly, but the exposed thin lips were getting tighter and tighter, the beautiful chin was tightened, the whole person became more and more cold, and there seemed to be an irritable aura diffusing from Tingjun's body.

A few gray-clothed people put away their breath from Yingluo's mouth and angrily scolded Qin Yan, desperately trying to weaken the sense of existence, and they didn't know how many times they had silently mourned for that bold woman, they just thought that such a beautiful girl was about to make wolf food, but they didn't expect things to develop in a weird direction more and more, and the girl left arrogantly, alive, and decently!

No, the girl even tossed her master's clothes disheveled, how she looked like she had been abandoned, but isn't this beauty's brain too weird, can the jade pendant or something be more important than the value of his master? It's incredible, probably dreaming, well, it must be!

"Wow Wow ......"

The baby's crying suddenly sounded, which broke the ubiquitous oppressive atmosphere in the mountain stream, Qin Yan came back to his senses, looked down at the child who was crying, and turned his head and said, "Did the nurse and the imperial physician bring it here?" ”

One of the gray-clothed men stepped forward and replied, "I'm already on my way over." ”

Qin Yan entrusted the baby in his arms to the gray-clothed man and ordered, "Carry him over." ”

The gray-clothed man didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly picked up the child, gently wrapped it in swaddling clothes, and took three gray-clothed people to escort the child to the direction of Puji Temple.

Of the remaining two gray-clothed people, one of them handed over the letter he had picked up on the ground, and Qin Yan only glanced at it and ordered: "Check, when the news comes out of Suizhou, you don't have to come back." ”

The gray-clothed man knelt down on one knee to receive the order and quickly left, leaving only Ying Qi, who usually followed Qin Yan, standing still in place.

After sending everyone away, the mountain stream suddenly became cold, Qin Yan stood for a while before turning to the stream, squatting down and soaking his filthy robe in the stream water and letting it wash it clean, and when he stood up, he saw that the small strand of hair that had just been cut off by him with a hidden weapon was still lying quietly in a gap on the edge of the stone.

The jet-black and shiny hair was sandwiched in the hideous stone cracks, and seeing that it was a different kind of softness, Qin Yan, who was sent by the ghost, raised his hand and twisted the strand of hair, and he realized what he had done when the hair was in his palm, and then he felt the stunned gaze from Ying Qi.

I don't know if Ying Qi's gaze was too abrupt, or what, Qin Yan's ears were inexplicably hot, and even the hair in his hands instantly became hot. But wouldn't it be more embarrassing and strange to throw this child away?

Qin Yanden stood up calmly, raised his hand and patted the hem of his wet clothes, and casually put the strand of hair into his sleeve.

Ying Qi was dumbfounded, then looked up at the sky suddenly, couldn't stop blinking, and said in his heart: The sun is so big, why am I still dreaming, I didn't wake up, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything......

"Go find out why she's here."

Qin Yan's cold voice came, and Shadow Seven didn't react for a while, until a cold gaze like substance came over, and Shadow Seven suddenly took his eyes away from the hot sun, and bursts of golden light appeared in front of him, and said stupidly: "He? Yes! She!? ”

Immediately, he hated to bite off his tongue, only to feel that he must have forgotten to bring his brain when he went out today, and if he went on like this, he would have to be the wolf food of Xiaoyue without the master's instructions, and he suddenly didn't even have the courage to look up at his master's face, coughing and saying: "Yes, yes!" The subordinates went to find out why the girl was here. ”

Staring at his gaze a little colder, Ying Qi immediately covered his mouth, put down his hand in a panic and knelt down on one knee and saluted, hurriedly turned around, and disappeared into the mountain stream with the highest light skill in his life.

It was only a moment, and Ying Qi flew back, and said: "Master, that girl is the concubine of Su Dingwen, the prefect of Suizhou, and she has been in the family for three years, and today is the tenth day of her biological mother's aunt's death and her younger brother to go to Puji Temple to incense together." ”

Qin Yan's eyebrows moved when he heard this, and the mask that was close to his face shook slightly, and said, "Su Dingwen's concubine? Isn't it a concubine? ”

He pursed his lips tightly after asking, knowing that he had said something stupid, and he was still relieved that Ying Qi was doing things, so she deliberately misunderstood him that night, this woman...... Qin Yan had an extremely complicated feeling in his heart for a while, and he became a little irritable inexplicably.

The corners of Ying Qi's lips twitched when he heard this, the emotional master still thinks that the girl is Su Dingwen's concubine, but this is even more wrong, how can a person like the master covet other people's concubines, Ying Qi feels that the sun is a little big today, and his brain is confused-

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Qin Yan burst into tears: Hey, the slave family finally has a name. However, dear mother, this heroine has only met twice and untied the slave's wide clothes, is this rhythm really good?

Su Su squinted and raised her eyebrows: Wow, if you get cheap, you still sell well, too arrogant, be careful that the heroine kicks you out directly! But, dear friends, it's almost 100,000 words, and the beauties are still diving, is this rhythm really good?