Tang Jiaren was lifted by the second prince's chin, and a thought rushed in his heart - kill him!

Yes, with Yu Qianqiong's help, even if you kill a handful of white hair, it is possible to escape. It's just that...... Yu Qianqiong is already drunk like this, whether her head is sober or not, this is definitely a question worth considering. Don't hold her thighs and get drunk like a dog after she does it, then it's really dragging your feet.

Then take a gamble?

Okay, bet, if she doesn't gamble, she will be pinched by that pinch of white hair. Her skin healing ability is super strong, but whether the bones can be quickly spliced together until they are in perfect condition after being broken is not necessarily the case.

Tang Jiaren began to secretly prepare, looking for the most convenient point, planning to kill the second prince directly.

Yu Qianqiong squinted her reddened eyes, and suddenly raised her hand to point at the second prince.

The second prince raised his eyebrows and asked, "What, do you want to rebel?" ”

Yu Qianqiong suddenly pounced on the second prince, and hit his calf is a kick!

Tang Jiaren saw that Yu Qianqiong was in trouble, her eyes lit up, and she was about to do it.

I don't want to, after Yu Qianqiong kicked the second prince, her body was crooked, and she fell directly on her body, pressing down the hand she had just raised, and knocking her whole person to the ground, in a mess.

Tang Jiaren wailed in her heart: Yu Qianqiong, you are a drunken pig!

The second prince didn't expect Yu Qianqiong to kick himself, and at the same time, he felt an unspeakable excitement.

At the same time, a gray figure appeared silently in a corner of the hall, as light as a gust of wind that was neither cold nor hot, and could not attract anyone's attention at all.

However, in the fusion of Tang Jiaren and the Lotus Holy Fruit, his five senses were much stronger than ordinary people. She sensed the presence of another person and shuddered. She glanced out of her corner and saw a gray figure. Secretly surprised in his heart, he said: There is still a person in this hall! If he hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have noticed. This person must be a peerless master, able to control his breath at will. No wonder a handful of white hair dared to let her serve by her side, it turned out that there was a master secretly protecting her. If it weren't for Yu Qianqiong suddenly falling down on herself, she must have been cleaned up at this time, and she didn't run.

Tang Jia sighed in her heart, and secretly reminded herself that she must be cautious in doing things in the future.

She began to suspect that Yu Qianqiong was not drunk, but pretending to be drunk.

The second prince saw Yu Qianqiong lying on Tang Jiaren's body, and he was angry, full of desire, he made up the picture of Yu Qianqiong and Tang Jiaren's clothes half-faded, and pasted on him, and he actually felt that something in his body that was sleeping and unconscious had a little sign of raising his head.

However, it is only a sign, but it does not become a fact.

The second prince was really tired of this kind of appearance that did not look like a man, so he flicked his sleeves irritably, pointed at Yu Qianqiong and shouted: "Bastard! How dare you do it to this king?! ”

Yu Qianqiong's warm breath fell on Tang Jiaren's neck, and it was a little itchy. Tang Jiaren was afraid that a handful of white hairs would go crazy, so she really cleaned up Yu Qianqiong, pushed him slowly, and shouted in an even angrier voice: "You dare to move your feet against the prince? The gall fattened you! You get up for me! Get up! ”

The second prince didn't expect Tang Jiaren to be more angry than himself, and when she yelled at him, his anger tide retreated by three points.

Yu Qianqiong stood up and glanced at Tang Jiaren.

The eyes were already red, with an indescribable hazy drunkenness, as if the peach blossoms were stained with wine, beautiful and slightly drunk. However, at the moment when they looked at each other, Tang Jiaren clearly felt a trace of clarity in his eyes.

He came to save her on purpose.

As the second prince said, Yu Qianqiong would never take the initiative to talk to the second prince. He came here because it was her.

Tang Jiaren's heart crossed a strange feeling, and it was a little sour.

She knew that the second prince had extraordinary thoughts and thoughts about Yu Qianqiong, for fear that he would be cleaned up by the second prince, so she was busy pushing him hard.

No, Yu Qianqiong's body went soft, and she slapped herself on her body again.

Tang Jiaren looked up at the ceiling, hoping to drop a tile and smash it on the head of a handful of white hairs, so that he couldn't see anything when his eyes were closed. Or, smash his brain and make him gentle with his rival.

Sure enough, the picture of Yu Qianqiong pounced on Tang Jiaren again stimulated the second prince. When he got along with Yu Qianqiong, he didn't like others to get involved in it the most, but now he was mixed with a beautiful maidservant, which really made him jealous. He shouted, "Get up for me!" As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled Yu Qianqiong.

Yu Qianqiong snorted vaguely, expressing her dissatisfaction. When he returned his hand, he swept the second prince in the face, and it just swept his face, making a crisp sound, really loud.

The second prince has never been slapped in the face in his life. Suddenly, he couldn't believe it, so much so that he was stunned. After he reacted, he was so angry that he pounced on Yu Qianqiong and punched and kicked Yu Qianqiong!

Tang Jiaren was under Yu Qianqiong and witnessed the second prince kicking and beating Yu Qianqiong like crazy, but Yu Qianqiong was as if she was drunk and had no reaction. Only Tang Jiaren knew that he was still awake. He quietly adjusted his body and completely protected her under his body, preventing the second prince from kicking her.

Tang Jiaren looked at the fists that seemed to be smashed at her, the kicks that kicked down, and the distorted face and hysterical expression of a pinch of white hair, which made her want to vomit. She didn't feel the slightest pain in her body, but she had a blunt knife in her heart, and every time she throbbed, it was painful, and if she couldn't beat, maybe it would be better.

In the face of such a crazy and cruel master, will Yu Qianqiong often have the idea of killing him or committing suicide? Definitely. Unfortunately, he couldn't. A handful of white hair is protected by a top master, and he can't move him. It's so sad...... He could only be like a dead dog, silently enduring and not daring to resist. Even to protect the woman you like, you have to pretend to be drunk and endure the pain.

Tang Jiaren hooked the corners of her lips and smiled.

The second prince had fallen into madness, but was interrupted by this sudden smile.

He realized his gaffe, stabilized his emotions, stared at Tang Jiaren's eyes, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied with crooked eyebrows: "The slave maid said that the prince is a practitioner, look at the way the prince kicks and beats people, he is really energetic and relaxed." ”

It is always pleasant to be praised by the beauties of the city. Although there is a bit of sarcasm in this pleasure.

The second prince took a deep breath and said, "Get out." ”

Tang Jiaren pushed Yu Qianqiong and said, "Get out!" ”

The green tendons on the second prince's forehead jumped up and shouted, "Get out!" ”

Tang Jiaren continued to push Yu Qianqiong and shouted, "The prince told you to get out." Get out! ”

The second prince squinted and said, "This king told you to go!" ”

Tang Jiaren pretended to be stupid, pushed Yu Qianqiong, and said, "If he rolls first, the slave can roll better, faster, and more neatly." ”