"Are you idle and panicked, what are you doing in such a dangerous place? Even if you don't care about yourself, you should also take care of the one in your stomach, and you should also take care of me? Are you amnesiac and even have a broken brain? No, you don't have a bad brain, you're a brainless person, an idiot!"

Xiao Junjue's scolding made the throbbing in Rong Zhao's heart disappear in an instant.

He yelled at me, he scolded me?

Rong Zhao's face was ugly, he clasped his hands tightly, and stared at Xiao Junjue angrily.

Rong Zhao pointed at him, "Xiao Junjue, you dare-"

Before she could say the word yell me, Xiao Junjue reached out and hugged her in her arms, pressed the back of her head, and put her lips on to seal her mouth.

It was no longer a seal, but a bite, as if venting anger. Biting her lip, but as if she was afraid of hurting her, she didn't use force, but she couldn't escape.

The sudden kiss made Rong Zhao's brain go blank, and it was his bite that brought her back to her senses. Rong Zhao pushed him hard and hit him hard, but Xiao Junjue still didn't move. He's like a mountain, and no one can shake it.

Zhaozhao, did you scare me to death? I don't want anything for you, do you have to let me not even want this life?

I'm going to be scared, I'm going to be weak, do you know, the moment I saw you fall, my legs were so weak, I almost couldn't catch you.

I've lost your love, and if I lose you as a person, I don't know if I can still survive, maybe, I think I can't live.

Rong Zhao's struggle slowly became smaller, and Xiao Junjue also gentle. He still imprisoned her firmly in his arms, kissing her lips in an aggressive way. He missed her lips so much that he hadn't tasted her delicacy for a long time, and he snatched it over and over again on her lips and in her mouth, only to leave until his heart slowly calmed down.

Just let go of Rong Zhao, and received another slap in the face, crisp.

Rong Zhao wiped his mouth hard with his sleeve and looked at him viciously.

Her chest kept rising and falling, maybe she was too angry, and she pointed at Xiao Junjue and couldn't speak for a long time.

Realizing that she was too impulsive, Xiao Junjue took the initiative to apologize, "I'm sorry Zhaozhao-"

"Xiao-Jun-Jue-" Before the words fell, Rong Zhao shouted out his name word by word, and took a deep breath, "You actually yelled at me! You dare to scold me! You bastard, I will never forgive you!"

Rong Zhao ran all the way back to the room, she didn't even wear shoes, she walked around the room, pinching her waist, "Dare to yell at me, he actually yelled at me, he never yelled at me, and he dared to yell at me today!"

Gu Yu and Qiu Shui stood beside him, and Gu Yu looked at the King of Chu in his heart, "The prince is too worried in his heart, and the so-called concern is chaotic, so he will be angry with Miss, Miss, don't be angry." ”

Qiushui really regrets and blames herself, what is her little thing, if Miss has an accident, she will be alive. It's because she's not good and didn't take good care of Miss that such an accident happened.

She couldn't stop sobbing, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't protect Miss." ”

Rong Zhao was upset when he heard her crying, "All out, all out, go out!"

Rong Zhao was very annoyed, he touched something easily, no matter how valuable it was, how much she liked it, it was just one word, smash!

"Xiao Junjue, you dare to yell at me, you dare to yell at me!"

She flipped over and over for the same sentence.

When she was tired, she lay on the bed, angry and angry.

Xiao Junjue pushed open the door, and as soon as he took a step forward, a pillow came to him, and the person on the bed glared at him angrily, like an enemy.

He walked in with a pillow, Rong Zhao turned his face away, facing inward, his arms folded together and his head resting on it.

"Zhaozhao? Xiao Junjue stood beside the bed and called twice.

Rong Zhao sat up suddenly, snatched the pillow from his hand and hit him again, "Get out, get out!"

Xiao Junjue was beaten by her, and the pillow hit his face, and he couldn't even hide.

As if he had vented enough, Rong Zhao even threw his pillow to the ground.

Xiao Junjue slowly squatted down and said calmly: "Zhaozhao, I know that I was wrong just now, I didn't mean to, but it's hard to control myself-"

He thought that Rong Zhao was angry because he forcibly kissed her.

"Smack!" Rong Zhao threw a hand in his face.

Xiao Junjue closed her eyes, her long nails scraping his eyes.

He pursed his lips, looked up at Rong Zhao, and smiled, "Okay, good fight, keep fighting, fight until you lose your breath." ”

Rong Zhao's heart froze, she gritted her teeth, and slapped Xiao Junjue in the face again.

With one position, the red mark deepens.

Xiao Junjue smiled, as if she didn't feel any pain, "This is crisp, hit it again." ”

Rong Zhao's hand clenched into a fist and hesitated, Xiao Junjue grabbed her hand, "Zhaozhao, keep fighting, beat until you are happy, beat until you are angry and no longer angry with me, and beat until you can forgive me and remember me again." ”

It was he who did not fulfill his duty as a husband to protect her, but he was still angry at her, and he really deserved to be beaten.

The grief in his eyes seemed to have grasped her lifeline, Rong Zhao's heart ached, and he pulled his hand out of Xiao Junjue's palm. She raised her hand and wanted to slap him again, but when she was about to touch her face, she involuntarily lost her strength, and slapped Xiao Junjue on the face with just a gentle pat.

Rong Zhao pushed him, twisted his body to the side, puffed out, and his cheeks bulged, "You yelled at me, you still scolded me, you never yelled at me, let alone scolded me." People were already afraid, but you didn't soothe me and yelled at me. ”

Xiao Junjue's legs were about to kneel on the ground, and he wrapped his arms around Rong Zhao, "Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't have yelled at you, let alone scolded you." Zhaozhao, I was so scared that I reacted like that. Actually, I shouldn't scold you, I should scold myself, I didn't protect you well, I should scold. ”

Rong Zhao glanced at him, turned his face away, and snorted heavily.

Xiao Junjue sat beside her, "Zhaozhao, don't be angry with me, you can punish me however you want, just don't sulk, you'll be angry." In this way, you hit me until you are discouraged. ”

"Who rarely beats you?" Rong Zhao rubbed his palms, "I still hurt when I beat you." ”

Xiao Junjue took her hand and blew it gently. There were wisps of coolness spraying on the palm of her hand, but Rong Zhao felt more like a cool little snake drilling into her palm and drilling into her heart, the little snake's teeth were not sharp, and it bit gently on the tip of her heart, numb and crispy, not heavy or light.

Rong Zhao's gaze stayed on Xiao Junjue's face, the long eyelashes were like a feather fan, a thick layer, reflected on the eyelids, there was a large opium-colored shadow.

His lips were red, as if they had been coated with rouge, and he was blowing and blowing, and his lips were round, like a colored pearl.

Rong Zhao only felt that his breathing was short, his heart was beating violently, and he actually had a feeling that he was about to come out.

She twitched her hand, and then pushed Xiao Junjue away, "Who told you to go to my bed, you go out, go out, I don't want to see you." ”

She pushed Xiao Junjue out of the room, turned him away fiercely, and closed the door hard, Rong Zhao leaned his back against the door, his hand pressed to his chest, and tried to breathe.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of Xiao Junjue leaving, that he put his hand down and let out a long sigh of relief.

But this breath of relief did not stop her jumping heart, which seemed to be out of control, like a kite caught in a tornado, stirring rapidly, and even the pulse was beating suddenly.

What's wrong with her? Does she have a fever?

She could feel her body heating up, and even feeling dizzy.

She ran to the dresser, one hand on her back, the heat on her face transmitted to her palm, and the residual heat in her palm did not dissipate, baking her face.

My mind seemed to be enchanted, full of Xiao Junjue's shadow. She fell from the mountain, he who opened his eyes, he who blew his palms for her, and ······ Kiss her him.

Rong Zhao touched his lips and laughed out loud.

Suddenly, she saw the person in the mirror who was smiling with spring waves, and her smile suddenly stopped.

Rong Zhao was shocked in her heart, and patted her face gently, what was she thinking?

She only has her cousin in her heart, and she can't be half-hearted.

It's all Xiao Junjue, he must have used something to confuse her. She must not be confused by Xiao Junjue, and must remember that she loves Xiao Jinyu.

However, her self-control was too poor, and it didn't take long for her to call Qiushui to the room, and she waited for a while before she said, "I heard that rolling eggs can reduce swelling, right?"

Qiushui looked at Rong Zhao from head to night, and said nervously, "Miss, where are you injured?"

Rong Zhao pushed her away, "I'm not hurt. I'll just ask you, isn't it?"

Qiushui nodded, "Using hard-boiled eggs can indeed reduce swelling and remove stasis, why is this asked?"

Rong Zhao was simply speechless, "Don't do anything, you go down." Qiushui was just about to leave, she gritted her teeth and immediately said, "You boil an egg and send it to Xiao Junjue." ”

"Huh?" Qiushui really didn't hear clearly.

Rong Zhao couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, threw himself on the bed, covered himself in the quilt, and said in a sullen voice: "You send Xiao Junjue a boiled egg to him to reduce swelling." ”

She didn't care about him, but he saved himself in the end. She Rongzhao has clear grievances, although he is very hateful, and saving her is also for the child in her belly, but half of the life-saving grace is also to be repaid, so return him an egg to reduce swelling.

Qiushui stood still, her eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and she lowered her head and said, "The slave maid let the lonely bird send it." "She didn't want to see Nighthawk, she didn't want to see her.

Rong Zhao looked at her and understood her psychology, "Whatever, just send it." But don't say I sent it, otherwise he would think I value him too much. ”

Qiushui looked at her silently, she really felt that the providence was really tricky, how much she envied the prince's feelings for the young lady, consistently, without regrets, but the young lady, she lost her memory and forgot the future with the prince. If only she could swap things with Miss, she'd rather be the one with amnesia.