Although Zhou Zhiqing received Yan Zhenrui's grace in her heart, she really couldn't bear it, and pushed his hand away screaming, even though she was in pain, she didn't dare to move. It's probably a little too much, and she actually has some sweat at this time.

Who made Yan Zhenrui's body temperature high, Zhou Zhiqing was firmly bound by him, and covered with two quilts, becoming more and more irritable and hot, she was the same as the silkworm baby in the cocoon, arching and arching, and wanted to shake off the quilt to breathe.

Yan Zhenrui held her down: "Don't move." ”

"I'm hot." Zhou Zhiqing is as unreasonable as a child.

Yan Zhenrui said angrily: "Endure the heat." "It's a good thing to sweat, and when you lift the quilt and suffer the wind, you toss it in vain.

Zhou Zhiqing was suppressed by force, and he recognized the current affairs very well, endured the stuffiness, did not dare to resist, and arched restlessly in Yan Zhenrui's arms for a while, sleepiness hit, and soon fell asleep.

She woke up in Yan Zhenrui's arms.

It's strange to say, last night she was still burning to death, and after sleeping all night and sweating, she was refreshed now. Before Yan Zhenrui woke up, Shen Qingluo tiptoed open the quilt. Yesterday she was sweating all over, and now her middle clothes are sticking to her body, sweaty, wet and greasy, very uncomfortable.

Finally, a little cold air came in, and Zhou Zhiqing sighed with satisfaction.

But I heard someone ask from my head, "Awake?" ”

Zhou Zhiqing's memory of yesterday was a little vague, and when she woke up at this time, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Yan Zhenrui, and carefully crawled out of Yan Zhenrui's arms, opened her big eyes like a clear sky washed by water, and said with a smile: "Well, Lord Wang, morning." ”

Zhou Zhiqing is like a flower, except for almost a little water, it is exquisite, beautiful and no different from the past. Yan Zhenrui's face and his desire to wake up for the first time rose at the same time, and he coldly suppressed his thoughts and said, "When you wake up, you will go down by yourself." ”

Zhou Zhiqing playfully stuck out her tongue, hurriedly rolled out of his arms, pulled her hair with hindsight, pulled her crumpled clothes again, and looked at Yan Zhenrui flatteringly: "The prince didn't sleep last night, right?" Are you hungry? When are we leaving? Me, am I dragging the prince back? ”

People who get up early and are hungry are not very good-tempered, especially Yan Zhenrui, who blackens his face at every turn, and no one knows what he is responsible for. Zhou Zhiqing only blindly followed his hair, completely unaware of what he had done wrong.

Yan Zhenrui is really a moody person, and immediately pushed Zhou Zhiqing away. It's not that he deliberately wanted to commit murder, but he was really pressed by Zhou Zhiqing all night, he was tall, but he could only curl up in a weird posture all night, his feet were wooden, and even his shoulders and neck were uncomfortable.

As long as he thinks of all the stupid things he has done to take care of a woman, he can't bear to think about it.

Zhou Zhiqing was pushed back, and her head hit the wall of the car, because of the pain, she whispered **, reaching out to Yan Zhenrui. The carriage was not big, Yan Zhenrui did not deliberately hide, Zhou Zhiqing took the opportunity to hug his arm: "Lord, I ......"

It's inexplicable. She apologized, why is he still so fierce? If you think she's in the way, just throw her here and leave her to fend for herself.

Yan Zhenrui didn't look at her aggrieved, pitiful and wet eyes, snorted, and didn't tear Zhou Zhiqing's hand away.

Zhou Zhiqing gasped for a while, and then said: "Lord Wang, I am very happy that you can come to see me, I know that my illness has delayed the trip of the team, so why don't you ......go first."

Zhou Zhiqing couldn't help but give herself a thumbs up: how sensible she is.

Yan Zhenrui said with a smile: "Oh, you can think about this king." This king will go first, and you will report a fake death, and then return to the capital, but? ”

"Huh? No, it's not like that. Zhou Zhiqing blinked and asked confusedly, "Lord Wang, what do you mean by this?" I, how could I have such a rebellious thought, I can swear if I don't believe it......"

It was clearly said by him, and she had never been. However, listening to him "build yì" like this, Zhou Zhiqing had a sense of sudden enlightenment: this approach seems to be indeed feasible, and it seems to be quite good.

Facing Yan Zhenrui's black face like the bottom of the pot, Zhou Zhiqing was agitated and immediately dispelled this thought from the depths of his mind. Jokes, he can think of it, naturally he has a countermeasure, if she dares to be a toddler in Handan, isn't she looking for death?

"Enough!" Yan Zhenrui interrupted Zhou Zhiqing angrily. He was not angry that Zhou Zhiqing swore or something, but he was even more angry that he inadvertently pointed out a "clear way" to her, and looking at her thoughtful face, he knew that she was planning the possibility of "fake death". Regardless of whether she is really dead or faked, as long as she thinks that she has the possibility of leaving, Yan Zhenrui is furious: "Don't act with this king anymore." Remember, even if you die, you have to die right under the nose of this king. ”

Zhou Zhiqing only had "hehe" left. She didn't say anything, how could he be like a wronged resentful woman? Death is death right under his nose.

Zhou Zhiqing said tamely: "The prince walks slowly." ”

Yan Zhenrui lifted the curtain and got out of the car, he was originally very imposing, but because of the lack of qi and blood in his legs, he almost didn't fall when he landed. Yan Zhenrui stomped his legs hatefully, and finally stomped off the sour energy, thinking with hatred in his heart, he had lost all his face in his previous life for Zhou Zhiqing.

Annoyed and angry, Yan Zhenrui brushed his sleeves away, leaving only Zhou Zhiqing, who was stunned and ignorant: The prince almost fell, but he still stomped his feet? What's the difference between this and a three-year-old falling to the ground? Is this really the legendary invincible, cruel and tyrannical living Hades?

Zhou Zhiqing was puzzled by Yan Zhenrui's contradictory and childish behavior, but she was also funny, and when the carriage and horses set off and Xianzhi got into the carriage, her feelings for Yan Zhenrui were only anger and hatred.

She pointed to Xianzhi's cheek and asked, "What's the matter, who hit it?" After a night, the redness and swelling on her cheeks not only did not disappear, but became more and more bruised and swollen, and her originally delicate facial features were squeezed out, which was particularly hideous and terrifying.

Xianzhi's eyes flickered, and he squeaked, "The slave accidentally fell by herself." ”

Zhou Zhiqing sneered coldly: "You think I'm stupid and foolish, right?" What the hell is going on? ”

The fairy spirit said bluntly on the side: "Miss Zhou, Sister Xianzhi is all for you, you were confused last night, and I probably don't remember, Sister Xianzhi begged the prince for you, and violated the rules of the prince, so I was slapped in the mouth." ”

Zhou Zhiqing's eyes widened: "You said it was the prince who beat him?" ”

Xianzhi pulled a handful of fairy spirits and said perfunctorily: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt for a long time, but it's a little scary to look at." Miss Zhou, what would you like to eat? The slave maid just asked someone to boil some hot porridge......"