Ning Xiang looked at the man in front of her, only to feel cold all over her body, she had just recovered from a serious illness, and she had forced herself to wrap so many dumplings for her husband, she was already physically exhausted, so she was in a hurry, and she fainted in front of the third son.

She was full of fear, and saw that her clothes were still neatly worn on her body, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and when she saw the third son, she was like a flood beast, her body was extremely weak, and her feet were weak, and she just stood up and stumbled, the third prince hurriedly came to help, Ning Xiang was shocked and white-faced, and hurriedly retreated, while retreating, she shouted sadly; "Don't come here!"

The third prince was indeed frightened by her, only stopped his steps, Ning Xiang gasped for breath, her back was against the stove, her hand accidentally touched the edge of the pot, only hot red, but she didn't seem to notice the pain, only cried to the man in front of her with tears; "You go quickly, don't let my husband see it...."

Liang Bozhao in the previous life, it was after returning home that he saw her with the third son, and it didn't take long to give her a letter of reconciliation, even if she didn't do anything sorry for him in this life, but she was still so afraid, I was afraid that after Liang Bozhao went home, she just happened to see the third son, even if she had a hundred mouths, she couldn't tell.

The third prince is a little inexplicable, he hasn't done anything yet, and today he just came to the door in the name of begging for water, looking at the appearance of this little lady, it seems that there is something unsightly between them, so afraid of being seen by the husband.

He only thought that she was young and her husband was short-tempered, so he was scared like this, so he had the heart to comfort her; "Don't be afraid, the little lady is surnamed Zhang, and the single name is a word, and the Zhang family in Licheng is also."

Zhang Gongzi reported his family like this, just because the Zhang family in Licheng is very famous in these ten miles and eight townships, I thought that after this little lady learned that she was the third young master of the Zhang family, she would turn sadness into joy, but Ning Xiang was as if she hadn't heard it, and she was still standing there, that little face was as clean as a white lotus, full of sadness, and her eyes were full of tears, and she was looking at herself weakly and timidly, letting him out.

The third prince saw her so pitiful, where was she willing to go, just about to step forward to coax a few words, but Ning Xiang saw him approaching, and somewhere touched a sharp knife that cut off meat, her hand trembled so much, the handle of the knife was almost uncontrollable, the third prince's eyelids jumped, I was afraid that she would accidentally hurt herself, so she hurriedly took an arrow step to grab Ning Xiang's wrist, and only coaxed in her mouth; "Little lady, don't do anything stupid, put the knife down quickly."

Although the third prince is a scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, but after all, he is also a man, Ning Xiang's body is small and weak, how can he beat his strength, the knife was taken away by the third prince in a moment, and his big hand has taken advantage of the situation to hold her waist.

Ning Xiang was afraid of her heart, she couldn't stop struggling, her body was soft and boneless, and she was delicate after illness, this struggle not only did not have the slightest effect, but made the third prince more and more reluctant to let go.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, when I saw it on the official road that day, Xiaosheng fell in love with the lady at first sight, and asked the lady to be sympathetic to one or two to comfort Xiaosheng's lovesickness."

"You let go of me!" Ning Xiang cried out, the willow-like little figure struggled desperately, and during the entanglement, the bodies of the two touched the board, and the dumplings on it were scattered all over the ground, and Ning Xiang was already disheveled under the man's lightness, the red calyx flew obliquely, and even the ribbon at the waist was pulled into shape, revealing a piece of snow-white skin at the neckline.

At this moment, when he heard someone kick the door open, the third prince turned around and saw the man at the door tall, with eyebrows like a knife and a face like an axe.

Liang Bozhao is back.