Her cool fingertips touched his warm skin, and in an instant his heart skipped another beat.

"I'm fine." Mo Hanqing waved her hand away with some distraction.

"But the wound on your back ......" Ye Qiqi didn't mind his action of waving his hand away, but he was still a little worried about the wound on his body.

"Such a small injury, it will be healed in a few days." Mo Hanqing sat on the soft couch, his eyes drooped slightly, looking at the robe rags scattered all over the place, he only felt more irritable in his heart, "Five hundred taels." ”

"Huh?" Ye Qiqi looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Thou hast ruined the garment of this king." Mo Hanqing frowned and looked at the clothes in the carriage, and said in an irritable voice: "The account you owe to this king, plus five hundred taels." ”

As soon as Ye Qiqi heard this, he immediately stood up from his seat and said unhappily: "Hey, why are you like this, I told you just now, this robe on your body, even if I don't break it for you, it was pierced by those darts, and you can't wear it anymore at all, why do you add five hundred taels to me in arrears!?" ”

"The king is pleased." Mo Hanqing glanced at her coldly, and for some reason, the angry look on her face actually calmed down his mood a lot.

"What are you happy about, happy that your clothes are broken or happy that you have been poked by darts?" Ye Qiqi couldn't help but raise his voice and said to him: "Besides, it's not me who begged you to save me, you just have to dodge it yourself, who made you have to block me!?" You deserve your clothes if they're broken! And last time, I broke your whole body clothes to pay you 500 taels, this time I shattered your upper body clothes, why do you want me to compensate you 500 taels!? Why, why, why!? ”

Ye Qiqi said several "why" in one breath, and waved a small hand, but it barely poked Mo Hanqing's face.

Mo Hanqing looked at her with a pale face, and the corners of her thin lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

"Your Highness, the front is to the palace."

At this moment, Leng Liu's voice sounded outside the carriage.

Ye Qiqi turned his head to look at the curtain blocking the carriage, and then at Mo Hanqing, who was wrapped in strips of cloth torn from his robe, and suddenly rushed to him with an arrow step.

"What are you doing?" Mo Hanqing frowned, looked at someone who suddenly rushed over, and asked in a cold voice.

"Is it necessary to pay for these five hundred taels?" Ye Qiqi stared at his handsome face with a pair of clear eyes.

"Hmm." Mo Hanqing looked at her indifferently, and answered in a low voice.

"Your clothes are really worth five hundred taels??" Ye Qiqi continued to ask.

"Huh." Mo Hanqing tugged at the corners of her mouth and sneered, obviously disdainful of answering her question.

"Then I'm going to get it for my money." Ye Qiqi stared at him for a long time, and suddenly such a sentence came out.

"What do you mean......

Mo Hanqing was slightly stunned, and just when she wanted to ask her what she meant by this, she felt a pair of small hands suddenly put on her legs.

"Why are you ......?"

Before he could fully ask his words, pieces of cloth shattered by internal forces had begun to fly around in the carriage.

And he only felt a chilling sensation coming from his legs.

"Humph!" After Ye Qiqi shattered his pants, he lifted the curtain of the car without looking back and went straight out.