Yu Qianqiong's kiss was like a firework, blooming brightly in an instant, shocking her eyes, her soul, and her heart, but it burned out the strength of his life, is it worth it? Perhaps, this is the fate of fireworks.

Tang Jiaren felt that compared to the dead mouse that was trampled on, he was really not much better. She felt like she had been drained of all her strength by the kiss, like a fish out of water, dying in the sun. Miraculously, it has not been dead.

Yu Qianqiong didn't dwell too much, and directly let go of the person, and said, "Duanmu Xia has sent someone to Baichuan Pavilion to inquire about your news, and you will be able to return to the house in the next two days." I have sent someone to rob and kill this person, and if we can succeed, it is best if we can't, if we can't succeed, we can only get out of the house first and avoid the catastrophe. The prince intends to give you to the prince, you just know it. And also...... I just got the news that the blood of the Lotus Sacred Fruit is not something that everyone can enjoy. If you don't want to, the blood will backfire, and the consequences will be terrifying. So...... After a slight pause, he stared deeply into Tang Jiaren's eyes, stroked her neck artery with his thumb, and said seriously, "Don't take the initiative to give anyone blood." Once someone is healed by your blood, those who don't know will flock to you and ask for your flesh and blood. And the insider, who will only deceive your sympathy with false affection, is secretly staring at your flesh and blood, like a wolf in human skin. ”

Tang Jiaren's heart chuckled, and Xiaohe's face flashed in his mind.

Yu Qianqiong stroked the back of Tang Jiaren's neck, pressed the person to her heart, hugged her tightly, and said, "Don't trust anyone, including me." Even if I die, I won't ask you for a bite of flesh. After that, he closed his eyes, let go of Tang Jiaren in all kinds of reluctance, and left a sentence between turning around, "Be careful of the son."

Tang Jiaren looked at the direction Yu Qianqiong left, touched her lips, and muttered, "I'm very confused." He turned around, sat down on the ground, pulled out his food, and gulped it down.

No, she was flustered, panicked, only food could relieve her anxiety and restlessness, and only food could make her not think about the meaning of Yu Qianqiong's kiss for a while.

Really, what do you do when you suddenly kiss her?

It's her own business to kill the second prince, what does she have to do with him? Gratitude doesn't have to be done in this way, right? Weird and scary ......

Tang Jiaren ate a little anxiously, and choked herself. She stared at her big eyes and craned her neck hard, which was terrifying.

It took a long time for her to finally swallow the steamed bun.

The whole person lay on the ground like a prostration, looking at the bright night sky and stars, and said in his stomach: It's not easy to eat something from other people, and I am kissed and choked. Hugh, if you don't show up again, your mushrooms will be stewed by others.

Ay...... It's so troublesome.

If others dared to kiss her, she would beat him so hard that his father and mother would not recognize her. Can...... Yu Qianqiong...... This person is like a tragedy, with the characteristics of distress and tears, and it also makes people hope that he can have a good ending. Of course, it is absolutely impossible for him to end up on himself.

Tang Jiaren didn't understand Yu Qianqiong's intentions, but she just couldn't accept it. She's already in debt, and she can't afford to carry it anymore. But there is a saying that is not overwhelmed. Burst...... Shameless.

Tang Jiaren wiped her mouth, stood up, and returned to Sanniang's small courtyard to visit Xiaohe before the second prince did not catch him and ask for his guilt. Although, she vaguely felt that there was no need to visit.

She didn't know where Xiaohe lived, so she could only wake up Sanxi with sleepy eyes and ask, "Where does Xiaohe live?" ”

Sanxi gasped and asked, "You're back?" How did you get in? "She's obviously on the leash.

Tang Jiaren thought she was verbose, and said directly: "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you what about Xiaohe?" ”

Sanxi replied smoothly: "Xiaohe...... After a slight pause, he asked suspiciously, "Which Xiaohe?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied: "It's the first day I came, and you sent a second-class maidservant to serve me, isn't she Xiaohe?" ”

Sanxi was slightly stunned, then smiled awkwardly and said, "Are you mistaken?" ”

Tang Jiaren frowned slightly, and asked patiently, "Where did I remember wrong?" ”

Sanxi replied, "I haven't sent a maidservant to serve you." Besides, you have just arrived, and you have not determined your identity and rank, if you really send someone to serve, you will also send a third-class maid to give you a hand. ”

Tang Jiaren nodded, and finally confirmed that he was regarded as a spirit monkey who would take the initiative to donate blood. Yes, no matter which time Xiaohe appeared, there was no third person present. And she, because of Xiaohe's simplicity and kindness, easily believed in her and gave her own blood. Although there are not a few drops, the thousand-year-old ginseng can even become a divine object, let alone her who has taken the Mollian Holy Fruit.

What happened this night, why is it so disturbing?!

Who is Xiaohe? In order to get a few drops of blood that she was willing to have, she cut such a big wound in her chest? Sick, right?! It would be a bit unreasonable to say that she designed her flesh because of the wound on her chest. After all, although the wound looked serious, it was not incurable.

Tang Jiaren thought of a word - killing chickens with a knife.

Well, that's right, that's what it means.

Ay...... It's confusing.

Tang Jiaren was in a very bad mood. She has always prided herself on being intelligent, and she can see through other people's schemes with a little care, but when facing Xiaohe, her IQ seems to be concave to the ground. Xiaohe's words and deeds are so perfect, so perfect that there are no flaws at all. Her face is real, her injuries are real, and even her crying is real, true...... is such a real person, but not a person in Sanniang's yard. Oops, her brain was definitely gnawed by a dog.

It's only been two days together, and Gariga hasn't said a few words, how can she bear to give herself a needle, so easily bleed to Xiaohe? Is...... I really can't think about it, and it's easy to get suspicious if I think too much. It's easy to think less, and it's easy to lack heart!

Tang Jiaren beat her chest angrily, and rubbed her chest because she was reluctant.

Sanxi asked, "What's wrong with you?" Chest pain? Don't beat it so hard. Oh, by the way, didn't the prince say that he would lock you up for three days? Why did you run out again? It can't be sneaking away, right? I'm telling you, this isn't a joke, you ...... You hurry back. ”

Tang Jia said: "It's not that you ran away. ”

Sanxi was relieved and said, "It's good not to run away." ”

Tang Jiaren walked to the window, pushed open the window, pointed to the red light in the distance, and said, "See?" ”

Sanxi nodded.

Tang Jiadao: "That is the second firewood room where I was imprisoned. ”

Sanxi sat down on the ground, forgetting what words were.