Leng Qinghuan nodded, arrived in time for the Holy Maiden Sect, and agreed to return to the palace in a few words.

Murong Qi glanced at the scene of the mess, his heart palpitated, and he hugged her tightly and refused to let go.

"Come back to the palace with me, Qinghuan, it's too unsafe here."

"Is it safe in the house? Isn't the person who wants to harm me in the palace? ”

Murong Qi pursed his lips: "As long as you are willing to go back, I will let them go immediately." ”

Leng Qinghuan gently broke away from his embrace: "Who can go except me?" ”

Jinyu is a scourge, but it's a pity that Concubine Hui won't believe it, send her back to the palace and stay by Concubine Hui's side, who knows what she will do by any means?

Leng Qinglang is pregnant, whether to go or stay, it is not Murong Qi who has the final say.

In the past, he was high-spirited and wanted to fight to the death with Leng Qinglang. Now, Murong Qi's betrayal has made her disheartened and has no fighting spirit.

After the defeat of Leng Qinglang and Jinyu, there are still others when Jinyu is gone, as long as Murong Qi is not dedicated enough, will he have to intrigue for the rest of his life?

can't be provoked and can't hide, isn't this all due to your affection?

She turned and walked away.

"Qinghuan!" Murong Qi called her behind him: "It's really not safe here, do you think that hiding in this silent mountain is really a paradise, and you can escape from the intrigue outside?" Did you know that these days, the guards have blocked two assassinations? What you think of as calm is just a façade of trying to maintain it.

Now that you are a dignified princess, you still have royal flesh and blood in your belly, where can you hide? Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you still have to come back and face it all, and it is useless to escape.

You are my wife, I will correct my mistakes, and you will punish you if you are angry, you can't abandon me like this, abandon the relationship between us, please give me another chance to prove myself one last time, my Murong Qi is cold and happy with you, and the sky can learn from it. ”

Leng Qinghuan didn't leave, she stopped.

What Murong Qi said was the truth, he had his nominal child in his belly, how could those who had been eyeing him give up such a good opportunity so easily?

The peace and happiness he enjoyed was defended by Murong Qi's strategy and the bloody battles of the guards.

This pregnancy is a cocoon, and you can't uncover this lie, and at the same time, you can't escape the shackles of this cocoon, and you can't go anywhere.

However, do you really forgive him like this, return to the Qiwang Mansion, and fight with other women for him again?

She believes that Murong Qi really loves herself, but she doesn't know how long the deadline is.

True love is not vigorous and splendid, but a long stream of water, foaming with each other. How many feelings in this world can withstand the separation of life and death, the barrier of thousands of rivers and mountains, when the hormones that maintain feelings are no longer impulsive, but they can't withstand the passage of time, the tempering of firewood, rice, oil and salt. She didn't have the slightest sense of security.

Murong Qi raised his sword and fell: "Next!" ”

Leng Qinghuan twisted his face in surprise, and a bamboo pole roared towards the door in front of him. She raised her hand and took the bamboo pole in her hand.

It was a freshly shaved bamboo pole with slightly yellowish leaves, only the thickness of a thumb. It was planted by Mrs. Chen's sister-in-law chatting to comfort homesickness.

Murong Qi walked over slowly and looked at her seriously: "This matter, no matter what the reason is, I'm sorry for you, it's true to betray you." You hate me, you hate me, and you refuse to forgive me. If you are angry, you can only use this bamboo pole as a whip for a husband, as long as you are relieved.

Anyway, if you don't forgive me for a day, I'll beg you for a day; If you don't forgive me for the rest of your life, you're going to haunt you for the rest of your life anyway. Qinghuan, you can't escape. ”

He tore off the brocade belt around his waist, turned around and opened his shirt, revealing Leng Qinghuan's sturdy and scarred back: "Let's fight!" ”

The mountains were dark early, and it was already hazy at night, but Leng Qinghuan saw at a glance the turtle he had tattooed on his back, which was much lighter in color, but also uglier.

She had offered several times that she could help him get rid of the tattoo, but he refused all of them. Say that your back won't show others, what are you afraid of? This is her exclusive seal of cold and joyful, and no one else can touch it.

Her hand gripping the bamboo pole tightened.

Murong Qi's attitude was almost humble, for his own sake, he put down his body, lowered his proud head, and even used this method of self-harm to obtain his forgiveness.

What man would want to do that if he weren't deeply in love? But if he is deeply in love, how could he have a child with another woman when he was newly married to Yan'er?

Leng Qinghuan was hesitating and struggling, his heart was pinched fiercely, looking at the man in front of him with too much reluctance and nostalgia, he couldn't wait to hug him, hug his broad and strong back, throw away his armor, and tell him that he was wronged and sad.

However, when he thought of going back to the house to face Leng Qinglang's proud face, and remembering Murong Qi's betrayal of him, his heart was like a knife.

She threw away the bamboo pole in her hand, turned around and left.

"Someone!" Murong Qi ordered in a deep voice.

The guard approached: "The subordinate is here." ”

"Pick up the bamboo pole and hit me, hit me hard! Until you interrupt. ”

The guard took a step back, full of embarrassment: "Lord Wang, this ......"

The little one wants to live two more years.

"It's an order!"

Leng Qinghuan's footsteps paused, and he calmed down and continued to walk forward.

The guards behind him had to pick up the bamboo pole on the ground and whip it on Murong Qi's bare back.

"Hard!"

The "pop" sound was louder. It's like a slap on Leng Qinghuan's heart.

Her legs were like lead, heavy, and she couldn't take a step. There are bamboo thorns on the bamboo, and it hurts to hit the back.

The guards finally couldn't stand it, their hands trembled, the bamboo pole fell to the ground, and they knelt on the ground: "The prince forgives the sin, the villain really can't do it!" ”

"Rubbish!" Murong Qi said angrily: "Get up for this king!" ”

"Murong Qi." Leng Qinghuan trembled in his voice: "Why bother? ”

Murong Qi's eyes looked at the night that had darkened in the distance, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "It's worth it, if you are sad, my heart will hurt." Rather than being distressed, it is better to have a pain in the flesh. ”

It's not the pain, it's the numbness!

Leng Qinghuan gritted his teeth fiercely: "Then you continue to fight, who is distressed if it is broken?!" Don't look for me with a dead face! ”

After speaking, he returned to Zhuangzi without looking back.

Murong Qi froze in place, silent for a long time.

The guard still knelt on the ground, trembling: "Wang, prince, the princess seems to say that she feels sorry for you." Then don't fight, right? ”

"Which ear did you hear her say she felt sorry for me?"

"Women speak in reverse, she says that if she is not distressed, she is distressed, and if she says not to serve, she will let you go back quickly, she will treat your injuries!"

Murong Qi was suspicious: "Who said that?" ”

"The villain's family has all the children."

Murong Qi instantly felt joy floating between his eyebrows, he became excited, put his clothes on his body, and immediately bared his teeth and gasped.

The flesh of the guard kneeling on the ground was also tense for a while, was it too heavy for Shicai to start by himself? The prince's bitter plan succeeded, and the princess was angry, and then would she cross the river and tear down the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey?