Zhao Qingqian frowned, trying to distinguish the man's face in the shadows.

"Chang Hao?"

Her last memory was that Chang Hao picked herself up, so it was natural that she thought that the person who was sitting on the edge of the bed and taking care of her was Chang Hao.

"Guessed wrong! If I convict you of adultery on this basis, you will soon be able to return to the kingdom of refinement and see your father. ”

Nangong Yun's low voice sounded mockingly, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally, and his handsome face was obviously a little distorted. Because of her unintentional speculation, an inexplicable anger suddenly surged from his heart to his throat.

"It's you!"

As soon as he figured out that it was him who was sitting on the edge of his bed, Zhao Qingqian sat up nervously.

"Ugh!"

Because she got up too violently, the slightly relieved headache tortured her even more.

"Lie down, the doctor just came, and explained that you can't get out of bed tonight." He said in a deep voice, holding her shoulder domineeringly.

The wonderful skin touch drew an electric current on Zhao Qingqian's body, and he suddenly realized that his body was completely naked under the sheet.

She lifted the sheet to see her situation, and when her suspicions were confirmed, she gasped and tried to grasp the insignificant thin quilt on her body, but her sore body and disobedient arms made her unable to do anything.

"Me? How did you? ”

She wanted to ask him why he didn't even have a shirt on him. I want to ask him, how did the clothes on her body disappear?! But the embarrassment and uneasiness made her unable to even open her mouth, and the red glow on her pink face had flooded to her snow-white neck.

"You are sick, you have been sick for several days, shivering and sweating, and I have to take off your wet clothes, lest you get sick again from the cold." He smiled, ignoring her embarrassment and still sitting on the edge of the bed.

Zhao Qingqian was stunned, he said he? He took off her clothes?

"I'm better now." She reasoned weakly, hoping that he would understand what she meant and walk out of the room of his own accord.

"I know you're better, but you're still a little dizzy, and your limbs are weak, your whole body aches, and you can't turn over." He wandered leisurely.

Why did he tell him all the symptoms on her body!

"Lingsong will take care of me." She said, enduring the pain all over her body, trying to sit up slowly. Unexpectedly, after struggling for a long time, he didn't hold up his upper body, but the quilt on his body slipped down. "Ahh

Zhao Qingqian was frightened into a cold sweat and wanted to reach out to pull the quilt, but his two arms didn't obey at all!

The snow-white delicate body was suddenly exposed in front of him, Nangong Yun's eyes narrowed, and he didn't make any moves to avoid it at all.

"Please leave me alone, Lingsong she will take care of me."

After staying for a long time, Zhao Qingqian finally moved his arms in great shame, but he could only cover his chest, still revealing most of his snow-white shoulders.

"She's sick too." He dropped a sentence.

Zhao Qingqian was completely stunned, "Lingge is also sick?" How so? Is her condition serious? ”

"Someone takes care of her, you don't have to be anxious."

He sat down on the edge of the bed, his right palm pressed against the thin quilt as if inadvertently. The pressure on his palm pulled the quilt, and Zhao Qingqian, who was already weak, had the extra strength to fight against him.

The silk quilt on his body was naturally pressed down by him, and Zhao Qingqian held his breath and shrank into the corner of the bed silently. Her face was as red as a cooked shrimp, and she didn't dare to say anything to remind him to "raise your noble hand".

I just hope that he will not look down and see her ashamed, "So, can you call a maid for me?" As soon as I can get out of bed, I'll give you back immediately. ”

Zhao Qing looked at it left and right, and secretly pulled the quilt on the side, but his strength seemed to be all pressed on the palm of that hand, even if she tried all her strength, she couldn't pull out the corners of the quilt that pressed under his palm.

"Someone? Of course. He grinned, his eyes fixed on her face.

For some reason, Zhao Qingqian felt that his smile was a little sneaky.

"Don't forget that your identity is the princess, and anyone in the palace can just give me an order, and you don't have to go through my consent." His tone was too soft.

Zhao Qing swallowed his saliva lightly, and slightly twisted two curved eyebrows. "Thank you!"

"But," he interrupted her, and suddenly continued, "since you are the princess, you naturally understand your obligations. ”

"Obligation?"

"Do you think I'm going to leave you alone?" He said, his eyes suddenly moving downward.

Zhao Qingqian held her breath, and when his gaze stopped on her body, her whole body stiffened, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't help herself! But he didn't seem to intend to let her go like this, the quilt still pressed him under his palm, but his hand was already covering her snow-white body.

At first, Zhao Qingqian stared at his hand stupidly, and it wasn't until his fingers hurt her that she came back to her senses and resisted with all the strength of her body.

"Don't! Don't do that! ”

Two tears fell uncontrollably, and she would always remember the way he looked at Athena the night before. She didn't understand, why was he so crazy all of a sudden? said that it was a play, could it be that tonight's presumptuousness is also part of the play? What the hell does he think of her?

"What's wrong?" Nangong Yun asked.

His rough voice actually gave her the illusion of tenderness!

"You made it clear that we were just joking. Since it's a play, please respect yourself and give me the respect I deserve. ”

Suppressing her grievances, she tried to finish her words, trying not to appear weak. She would rather he divorce himself than be so shameless and lowly and endure his contemptuous treatment!

"Just because of that sentence, it made you cry?" He chuckled, guessing the hidden metaphor of her words.

"I didn't cry."

She wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears, but his big hand that pressed the quilt moved up first, gently wiping away the tears hanging down her cheeks. Such a gentle gesture almost crushed Zhao Qingqian's heart, and she stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief.

"I don't know why, seeing Chang Hao's eyes looking at you that day made me jealous." After a pause, he explained in a deep voice, a dark shadow passing through his eyes by the candlelight. Although his voice was low and soft, Zhao Qingqian could hear it clearly.

"Although you said that Chang Hao was just a childhood companion, I don't think he thinks so in his heart!" He continued.

"Whatever he thinks, I don't have anything else in mind." He insisted on not letting go, let her hang her head, and glared at him, so he could only turn his face away, but his shoulders were stiff and almost cramped because of tension.

"Why? It's normal for men and women to love each other, anyway, you didn't marry me voluntarily, and you also said that we don't interfere with each other. In that case, why do you reject Chang Hao? He lazily circled her skin.

Because she was so guard that he simply sat down at the head of the bed and pressed her into his arms. This time, she froze again.

"What? Do you hate me, or are you afraid of me? He chuckled.

"Don't!"

"I like you, whether it's your body or your reactions." Pressed against her hair, he murmured in a low voice.

Zhao Qingqian frowned, his words made her heart palpitate, and gave her a plausible expectation. But is that right? Zhao Qingqian asked himself. He was good and bad at her, and she couldn't even figure out what he really thought!

"I don't deny that men are more animalistic, and I like to hurt women like this, but," feeling the stiffness of the little body in his arms, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and then said: "But men also know how to separate, and of course you are different for me." ”

She didn't reply, and her body showed no signs of relaxing. His so-called difference was a vague and hurtful promise to her.

"I'll be honest with you!" Her sluggish reaction was just as he expected, and he chuckled, pinching her stiff chin and turning her little blank face to himself. "This difference means that I don't have the patience to hold other women so gently." He said.

"I'd rather you don't do this to me." She murmured weakly, her heart aching. If it weren't for that, she was afraid that her tears would flow again. Once again, she was no longer able to clean up.

He grinned at her, "Why?" He asked in a low voice.

She held her breath, his smile made her almost collapse, "You love Sister Fourteen." She reminded him.

"I like her." He pulled the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, and a haze swept over his handsome face, "But as you said, it's impossible between me and her." ”

"Even so, how can you forget that you love her so easily? How can you laugh at other women so casually? She accused him.

This is also what she has not understood all along, about the mentality of men. Since she was a child, she has seen all the luck of her father, she doesn't understand, she really doesn't understand!

"As I said, men know how to separate." After a pause, a dark shadow cast over his handsome face.

Mulan, in my heart, who can compare to your specialness? But I had to transfer my love for you to another person, but I didn't expect that now it will be transferred to the sister of the person like you.

That way, I won't be in that much pain?

Mulan?

"So, what am I? What is the difference between me and my eldest sister? ”

She saw the pain in the depths of Nangong Yun's eyes, knowing that the wound should not be touched, she couldn't help but tear it apart! Because if it weren't for that, she wouldn't have been able to stop him from attacking the city and invading her heart!

"Why are you questioning me about this? If I'm right, it's you who came up with the so-called ghost pact of non-interference! His tone turned sarcastic.

"Me!"

Zhao Qingqian was speechless. Nangong Yun was right, the agreement was indeed proposed by her! Suddenly she felt ashamed. In her embarrassment, she struggled to escape from his embrace, but he tightened his grip.

"What, want to escape? No matter how much you struggle, it proves that you are weak-hearted! ”

Nangong Yun mercilessly pointed out her contradictions, and at the same time locked her tightly in her arms, and said with a smile: "I want to regret it, but I'm afraid that I will laugh at you?" ”

"I didn't." She retorted, her voice so weak that it was completely unconvincing.