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When I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black in front of me, and Qingge's throat was dry and her headache was splitting. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info this time he was so drunk that he slept until midnight. There was silence outside the soft gauze tent.

"Wonderful?" No one answered.

The light song called again: "Shutong? "Still no one answered.

Qingge frowned, and was about to struggle to get up, when a tall figure walked from outside the tent. lifted the tent veil, sat on the edge of the couch, took her into his arms with one hand, and brought a cup of warm tea to her mouth with the other.

Qingge leaned her back against his chest, and her body froze. It's a ...... Man.

She just wanted to struggle, but a voice as quiet as water came from behind her: "Drink the tea first." The hot breath sprayed behind her ears, causing a shiver.

In the dark, only hearing the familiar voice, she knew that it was Mengbai, she relaxed her heart a little, and obediently drank a cup of tea. He took a slight breath and rested for a while, before he had some strength and struggled out of his arms.

Thinking of his disregard for her during the day and his infinite courtesy to his concubines. I don't want to speak.

"Don't go to the prison." Mengbai said straight to the point.

“……”

"Don't do unnecessary things." She never mentioned saving her face in front of anyone, and Mengbai always seemed to be able to see everything.

Qingge sneered: "Do the bottom business." ”

"I can turn you from a prisoner to a princess, and I can send you back. Although I don't want anything from you, it doesn't mean that I can let you do whatever you want. Mengbai, who has always been as docile as a white rabbit in front of her, has finally revealed a corner of her true face. Qingge faintly has a feeling of being on a thief ship.

"Enjoy your princess life. If you are bored, you can come to play with the concubine. Mengbai's words changed sharply, and then turned into a sweet and seductive tone.

"What if I insist on going? Anyway, if you have no relatives and no reason, it's a big deal that the fish dies and the net is broken. The light singer rested her head and leaned back freely.

After a moment of silence, Mengbai spoke: "Do you really care so much? ”

"Whether you care about it or not is another matter, and it is beyond the scope of discussion. I was just...... I don't like to be held hostage. If you want to take the identity of this princess, you can take it back. "You want to threaten me, no way. Not to mention the thousands of threads that took much effort to obtain, snatching the body of his mother from the queen, how could it be said that it would be destroyed.

"Don't go, obedient." Mengbai turned to be as gentle as water.

I'm afraid, the hard ones don't work, the soft ones come out. Qingge was beaming with pride, but the next sentence made her feel like falling into ice.

"And Rong has been executed."

No way, with his ingenuity, there must be a way to survive until she goes to save him.

Qingge grabbed Mengbai's hand: "You lied to me, you were afraid that I would go, expose your identity, and ruin your plan, didn't you?" ”

"The news is known to the whole world. The people are gone, whether you go or not, it's already a fact, so why add grief in vain. ”

The whole world knows, is she the only one who doesn't know?

"When?"

"Yesterday was not the time." It was the time when Qingge drank wine and appreciated the lotus, and Qingyin scolded the Cui family.

Yes, yes, why don't you keep your promise. Obviously, we agreed.

Qingge closed her eyes, tears licking her cheeks silently. That personable and elegant son, calm and calm in the face of darkness, even if he was ruined and blurred, he was still full of hope. He high-fived her in prison and swore that "we will all live well." ”

Qingge was covered with a quilt, like an angry little beast, and let out a low, suppressed whimper.

I want to live well for you, and I want to avenge you. You don't have time to wait for hibernation, I have, I'm going to spend my whole life, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to kill those evils.

Mengbai stroked Qingge's back for a while, and in the dark, his black eyes rippled. For the first time, he became suspicious of his actions.

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Qingge slowly fell asleep in a suffocating sadness. When I woke up again, it was already dawn, the sun was shining outside, and the glitz and glitz of midsummer had never broken into the house from outside the closed doors and windows.

"Princess, there are many." Shutong took a cool and wet towel and replaced the one on his head. He brought another bowl of black soup and spooned it to her mouth.

"You got drunk again yesterday and fell into the pool and got cold again. I started to have a fever on the third watch, crying and shouting until dawn. This is a decoction prescribed by Imperial Doctor Zhou, drink it while it's hot. ”

"What did I shout?"

"I couldn't hear clearly, but I couldn't stop crying, and I seemed to be very sad."

Qingge drank the medicine and slowly closed her red and swollen eyes. The white teeth on the broken face came to mind, and she smiled at her in horror, and she smiled back with a gentle smile.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the crown prince is here. The prince did not see the princess in front of the prison gate, so he looked for her. Miao Ling pushed the door in, excited.

"Nope."

As soon as the words fell, the prince had already pushed the door in.

"Trespassing into a woman's boudoir, this is the prince's etiquette?"

"You're my sister, what's the way to avoid it. Jin Kite still sleeps in my Chonghua Palace from time to time and refuses to go back. ”

"Robber!" Qingge accumulated anger in his belly, and just as he didn't know where to dissipate, he came to the door. The Cui family killed and killed He Rong, he was the son of Queen Cui, and he was in charge of the prison, and he was also the murderer of He Rong.

Su Ye's eyes were instantly cold, and the minions of the Light Ming Courtyard knelt on the ground. An'er and Le'er were already trembling. Their master doesn't know, they can know very well, how cold-blooded and cruel the prince is. A show girl "accidentally" scattered a glass of wine towards the prince in Nuanxiangwu, wetting her clothes. was arrested by the Yulin Army and put in the prison, and has never been seen again.

The corner of his eyes swept over the bowl of medicine he had just drunk on the table, and said coldly: "You are sick, I don't care about you." With that, he brushed his sleeves and left. The minions looked at each other with wide eyes. Was the cold prince just now, and he left like a big wolf with his tail between his legs?

As soon as the servants of the Qingming Temple breathed a sigh of relief, they saw Princess Qingyin, whose eyes were red, coming towards this side, and they couldn't help but secretly complain. The princess is usually gentle and lovely, but when she gets sick, she is like a cat with her tail trampled, and her whole body is fried, but these masters who are not good at serving come one after another. I'm afraid I'll offend another one.

Shutong respectfully led Princess Qingyin into the boudoir.

The two sisters with swollen eyes looked at each other for a moment, and with a wave of their hand, they pushed all the subordinates out.

Qingyin suddenly stepped down in three or two steps, took Qingge's hand, looked at each other, and knew that they were all crying silently for a common secret. She must have also known the news that Rong was dead.

"You saw him in prison?" Qingyin asked.

Qingge nodded.

"What was he like then?"

Two dark red wounds appeared in Qingge's mind, and a slight smile brought down striking blood. Like a stunning ghost, she unconsciously hooked a smile on her lips: "He is still personable, his face is like jade, and Qingge has never seen a beautiful man who looks good." ”

A red cloud appeared on Qingyin's face. It seems to be reminiscing about his beautiful face.

"Did he suffer in prison?"

"I didn't suffer. Although those people are villains, they also respect him as a champion, and he is protected by the name of Princess Qingyin. Naturally, he didn't dare to touch him. Qingge looked at the silhouette of the flowers in the sun outside the window, and his last blurred, terrifying, but unusually gentle smile appeared.

"But I am powerless to save him." Qingyin squeezed Qingge's hand tightly, her eyes resentful. Shoulders shaking.

"It's not your fault." Qingge was like a dream white to her last night, slowly holding Qingyin's back, and her eyes were brighter and firmer.

Sending Qingyin away, Qingge lay on the bed and closed her eyes. Cui Huai, Cui Pheasant, Su Ye, Cui Dai. One by one, the names came to mind, and he smiled. Pick a soft persimmon and pinch it first.