- Someone! Send this slut to the green house! Hongu wants her to be trampled into mud!

Lin Xuanying's words have been lingering in Murong Xi's mind.

I finally escaped the first time with the memory of rebirth, and now it's time to start the second time.

The master said don't worry too much, but ......

If she is kind, will others let her go?

Murong Xi smiled bitterly and shook his head, don't be stupid, really.

She took a deep breath.

The whiplash on her body was mixed with the sticky stinky sweat of the person, and the dark fragrance floating in the air alerted her nerves, and blood oozed from her clothes and flesh, making Murong Xi's face pale.

Despair hangs over me.

Murong Xi understood that no one could save him at this time.

All she could do was save herself.

Murong Xi took a deep breath, frowned tightly, raised her hand and groped for a long time on her head before finding an extremely ordinary golden hairpin.

Murong Xi gritted his teeth and glared at the man who was obsessed with rubbing oil on his body without noticing.

She jerked her hand up and thrust the hairpin in.

The man yelled in pain, clutching the back of his neck and stepping back.

Murong Xi hurriedly picked up his clothes on the side, and just wanted to sit up but fell back as if he had lost his strength, and couldn't help but be shocked at the moment.

The man with a beard with a pair of eyebrows and rat eyes looked at Murong Xi viciously, raised his hand and slapped him, and scolded angrily: "Damn, stinky girls dare to hurt Lao Tzu!" ”

Murong Xi's whole face was biased to the other side by the slap, and his pretty face was painful, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

"Stinky, I'll let you die!"

Seeing that the big man was about to pounce again, Murong Xi hurriedly picked up the pillow on the side and threw it over.

Due to the fever and the injuries on his body, Murong Xi's strength was very small, and the pillow was lost without much effect.

I saw that the big man took a few steps back, raised his hand and wiped his face, and wanted to rush forward again.

Despair suddenly enveloped Murong Xi's heart.

Are you going to die here......

His innocence will be tarnished here by such a person......

The big man's face was full of lewd smiles, the dark yellow teeth in his beard were black, and the foul smell made Murong Xi nause, and his whole body was trembling unconsciously.

Murong Xi twisted his body and stepped back a few times towards the corner of the bed.

Suddenly, something hard seemed to hit her underneath.

Murong Xi was stunned.

This......

"Poof."

Murong Xi didn't have time to hesitate, and stabbed the hard thing on his body into the person in front of him.

Bright red blood splattered on Murong Xi's miserable little face, sliding down her cheeks.

Murong Xi blinked his eyes in shock, only to feel that his breathing was about to be curbed.

The smell of blood filled the tip of her nose, stimulating her sense of smell.

There was some kind of sticky dark red liquid that kept sliding down the dagger in her hand, staining her hand, and Murong Xi looked at the blood-stained dagger in her hand tremblingly.

The handle of the dagger was all golden, inlaid with precious stones, and the word 'green' was carved around the gemstones.

That dagger was given to him by Mu Qing on the day of the autumn hunt.

Although Murong Xi had returned the dagger that day, he still kept it for himself later.

Murong Xi never took it seriously, and he didn't even carry it with him. When she entered the palace that day, she was afraid that there would be danger, so she took it with her......

Murong Xi looked at the dagger in his hand blankly.

Did Mu Qing indirectly save her?

"Dead, you're looking for a fight!" The big man shouted in his mouth, and Murong Xi's body shook uncontrollably.

The bearded man trembled and stepped back, he raised his hand and pressed his abdomen tightly, glaring at Murong Xi in disbelief.

Murong Xi didn't stab him in the vital point, but because the man struggled harder, he lost more blood.

The lust in the big man's eyes turned into killing intent, he gritted his teeth and picked up the axe he used for his usual work from the side, and rushed towards Murong Xi.

Murong Xi closed his eyes violently.

The sound of the axe breaking through the wind exploded in my ears.

"Bang bang."

There seemed to be something flying quickly in front of him, stirring up a huge wind and waves, agitating Murong Xi's long hair and the brocade quilt on his body, and the dagger in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

The axe fell to the ground with a loud sound, which made Murong Xi open his eyes and look at it sharply.

There were still tears in front of his eyes, blurring his vision.

I saw Mu Qing in a green robe with a heroic posture, and her long hair hung down beside her in the future, blown up by the cold wind by the window, blocking her eyebrows.

The man's peach blossom eyes were full of coldness, the lip line was sharp and angular, cold sweat oozed from his fair face, and the clothes on his body were even damaged by whipping, but Murong Xi couldn't help but be frightened.

Mu Qing still kept the action of rushing into the house and kicking the big man in the face.

He just stared at the axe, God knows what would have happened if he had been one step late!

Suddenly, Mu Qing caught a glimpse of the blood soaked in the carpet on the ground.

He grabbed Murong Xi's shoulders suddenly, and his eyes turned blood-red.

I saw that Murong Xi's trembling hands were covered with blood, and he still maintained the appearance of holding a dagger, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking around, he only relaxed slightly when he saw the blood-stained dagger on the ground, and took a deep breath.

- Okay...... It wasn't she who was hurt.

The brocade on Murong Xi's body slid down suddenly, and a hideous whiplash wound was revealed on her white shoulder, which made Mu Qing's hand hold Murong Xi tight, and her face turned pale in pain.

"Hiss......" Murong Xi muttered, and the person in front of him relaxed the strength of his hand, but he was still trembling and supporting her.

Mu Qing only lowered his head slowly.

The broken hair on his forehead covered his pale cheeks and the ruddy under his eyes, and Mu Qing's hand holding Murong Xi trembled a little, which made Murong Xi couldn't help but be surprised, and he was actually angry at the urge to hug him in his heart.

Murong Xi stretched out his arms in a trance.

"I'm sorry ......"

The person in front of him opened his mouth leisurely, making Murong Xi stunned again, and his outstretched arms stayed in mid-air.

He......

Suddenly, the man in front of him stood up.

Before she could react, the man tore off her brocade quilt and wrapped her tightly around her cloak and hugged her horizontally.

Mu Qing ordered the subordinates on the side to drag the vulgar man down and walked out of the Qinglou in a deep voice.

In the bright candlelight, Mu Qing's face was so weak that she couldn't see it really, and she couldn't distinguish the emotions of the person behind her at this time, but she felt that the arm holding her was very powerful, the person's chest was very warm, and her back was so wide that it could help her block all the bad sights.

The carriage bumped all the way back to the palace.

Mu Qing didn't ask a word.

Only a cold face hugged the person in his arms tightly, and he didn't let go of his hand for a moment.

Murong Xi lowered his eyes and looked at the hands that were as white as jade with clear fingers, and he didn't know how to explain to him, so he only bit his lip and scolded himself secretly.

Mu Qing hugged the person in his arms, entered Xiyue Xiaozhu, and gently put Murong Xi on the bed, and when he was about to leave, he felt a trembling hand holding him.

Mu Qing couldn't help but be stunned and looked back.

Holding his hand, which was as white as jade, his slender fingertips trembled slightly, the scars left by the binding on his snow-like wrist were unusually dazzling, and there were also several wounds on his lotus root.

I saw Murong Xi gritting his teeth and tilting his head to one side, and the bottom of his eyes was shallow and crystalline.

The bedclothes on the fair-skinned body were torn to tatters, the red belly pocket was looming, and the shoulders and back were full of bruises, some of which were slightly black, which was shocking.

Murong Xi didn't speak, but his hand trembling slightly while holding Mu Qing's hand.

She was scared.

Fear that what happened in a previous life will happen again.

There was silence around, and Murong Xi turned back cautiously, tentatively looking for the gaze of the man next to him, but found that he did not look back.

The man didn't look back, didn't caress him, didn't hug him.

Mu Qing only slowly reached out and broke her hand that was holding the corner of her clothes apart, and then walked straight to the door.

Murong Xi's voice was hoarse, and the despair that had not crushed her just now struck in an instant, entangled her like a giant snake, and she couldn't even shed a tear.

Dry cough in the throat.

She thought that Mu Qing in this life was different.

However, it was really just what she thought.

He saved himself, probably just because he didn't want to bring shame on the Regent's Palace.

Murong Xi collapsed on the bed weakly.

I just felt pain all over my body.