There was a glimmer of light in her eyes, regardless of the pain in her hand, she suddenly reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth for him, holding his face in the meantime.

His voice trembled, but with a hint of uncertainty and a little caution: "Xiao Qingjue, you ...... Are you caring about me? ”

Xiao Qingjue's heart trembled slightly, the hand holding her chin loosened slightly, and there seemed to be a storm in his eyes, but he just pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Su Qingcheng put his finger on his lips, his lips trembled slightly, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter: "You care about me, don't you!"

Although she used a question, her tone was very affirmative.

Just when she was happy, Xiao Qingjue suddenly held her face with her hand, her fingers fell into her cheek, and her eyes instantly darkened.

"Su Chengcheng, are you dreaming?"

Xiao Qingjue looked at the light in her eyes, like a meteor, and disappeared completely: "I'm just worried that your dilapidated body will be useless if it is bloodied so many times, so how can you confuse the emperor's heart?"

The light on her face became fainter, and her eyes became much colder.

However, his words continued: "Remember, the most important thing about beauty is appearance, every inch of your body, since I brought you out of Da Liang death row, it doesn't belong to you, you have to protect me well!"

After speaking, he stepped back and stood up, his voice indifferent: "Someone!"

As soon as his words fell, two women with their heads bowed walked in.

Su Qingcheng heard his cold and bloodthirsty voice: "Since you said something like that, then your body can't be intact!"

After speaking, he pulled out his saber with an unchanged face, and slashed it with a sword, Su Qingcheng bit his lip, and saw that there was a knife mark where he had just been bitten by Xiao Qingjue, and blood was flowing out of it.

Soon two of them came in, and they took bowls and caught the blood.

Xiao Qingjue didn't seem to see her expression of pain, and her tone was like a knife: "From now on, these two people are your blood source, use their blood as your blood for Lin Jinran, you know?"

Su Qingcheng's eyes widened and he looked at him: "No!"

How could she ......

"Huh!" Xiao Qingjue smiled sarcastically, and put his sword into the sheath, "Why, you Su Qingcheng are so ruthless to yourself, but you have more sympathy for others?" ”

"Humph! If you don't want the people around you to be hurt, don't let yourself get hurt, otherwise, I will be distressed! ”

The word "distressed" has a strange tone, and it is indescribably cold when I hear it in her ears.

Xiao Qingjue turned around and walked out of the tent before he dared to breathe, he was afraid that he would leak his emotions in front of her.

How smart this woman is, if she finds out, something may happen...... He didn't want to do it either!

He looked at the loneliness on the side, and there was a warning in his eyes: "During this time, take care of her, if something happens to her, you don't have to live!"

Lilone's heart tightened, and he quickly bowed his head: "Obey!"

Xiao Qingjue nodded, and finally glanced at Lilonely with warning, before leaving here quickly.

He didn't go back to the tent, but went to the imperial tent in the center, Su Qingcheng made such a big sacrifice, naturally he couldn't do it in vain.

Concubine Lin De will definitely hide this matter tightly, since this is the case, he can only say it.

Who knows, when he was about to arrive at the royal tent, he saw a person walking out of the imperial tent from a distance, and when he saw who that person was, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The man obviously saw him too, and walked over unhurriedly: "It turned out to be Lord Xiangguo, is your lord coming to find his father?"

Xiao Qingjue had a playful smile on his face: "It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Third Prince, didn't Your Majesty leave a few His Highnesses in Xuanding City, why is His Highness here?"

Shao Chenyi still had a smile on his face, looking very warm, and he was a little similar to Shao Mingsheng.

"The new tribute of the Liuzi Kingdom has some fresh fruits, which cannot be stored for too long, so the main hall will personally send them so that my father can taste them."

Xiao Qingjue's eyes flickered, and he said: "The third prince is really full of filial piety to His Majesty, which makes Weichen admire."

Shao Chenyi shook his head: "Being able to do a filial piety for my father is the blessing of this palace."

After speaking, he nodded kindly at Xiao Qingjue and said goodbye: "The palace is going to ask the concubine for peace, so I will leave first."

Xiao Qingjue also did not salute: "Congratulations to the third prince."

Seeing the back of the third prince disappear into the night, a mockery appeared in his eyes.

The royal family of the Great Wei Dynasty not only gave birth to an excellent son born to Emperor Ningping, but even Emperor Jianyong was no exception.

These three princes are only fifteen now, and they are already polite, respectful and humble, and they are worthy of having a grandfather who is a prince.

Without thinking about it anymore, he turned around and entered the imperial tent, and saw Shao Mingsheng standing with his back to him, standing in front of the window, looking at the starry sky outside.

"You're here."

He didn't look back, and he knew that it was Xiao Qingjue.

Xiao Qingjue saluted: "Your Majesty Wan'an."

Shao Mingsheng waved his hand: "Okay, there are no outsiders here, so you don't have to be so polite."

He turned around, and there was some obvious exhaustion on Toshiro's face.

Xiao Qingjue pondered and spoke: "Your Majesty is still sad about Lin Shangshu's matter?"

The tent was lit with ambergris, and in the light of the night pearl, it looked a little curling.

The summer wind blew in, and the wolf roar sounded not far away, making the night of this hunting ground a little more dangerous.

Shao Mingsheng reclined on the couch, and his tone was a little low: "That's just one of them."

Xiao Qingjue walked over and sat next to him as before: "Apart from Lin Shangshu's matter, what else makes Your Majesty so distressed?"

In Xiao Qingjue's eyes, Shao Mingsheng is more suitable for sitting on the mountains and rivers of a country than Emperor Ningping, who is obsessed with beauty. For so many years, it is rare to see him with such an expression.

Shao Mingsheng was silent for a while, and then he didn't hide it: "Daqin wants to marry my country."

Xiao Qingjue was slightly stunned, the fingers of his right hand curled slightly, and then he smiled on his face: "This is a good thing, it's just to place a beauty in the harem, why is Your Majesty so distressed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of the three princes he had just met, and his face was also solemn: "Could it be that this time, the object that Daqin wants to marry is the three princes?"

A flash of fire appeared in Shao Mingsheng's eyes: "Yes, Daqin's ambition is not small."

"What are the dowries they give, and what dowry do you want Your Majesty to give?"

Xiao Qingjue is worthy of being a person who is good at manipulating power, and he immediately grasped the key point.

Da Qin naturally would not ask for marriage for no reason, or this kind of one-sided sending of a daughter, you know, you can match the prince of Great Wei, except for the princess, don't do what he thinks.

This attitude has been very low, and he did not choose Shao Mingsheng, nor did he choose the eldest prince and the second prince with the background of the three families, but chose the third prince with the most no background.

The meaning behind this is far-reaching.

I'm afraid that Da Qin does have something to ask for Da Wei, and I'm afraid this request is not a trivial matter!