Walking out of the palace, Song Hui snapped his fingers with a gloomy face, and in the blink of an eye, an ordinary-looking secret guard appeared in front of Song Hui. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Shizi." The dark guard's voice was more ordinary than his appearance, but his demeanor carried a terrifying murderous aura.

"How's it going for you to investigate?" With a look of disgust on his face, Song Hui said as he walked quickly towards the carriage.

"The lowly position has been ascertained, and it is indeed as the son of the world thinks." The secret guard followed behind Song Hui quickly, not far or close, always keeping a distance of one person.

Really!

Song Hui paused, looked back in the direction of Yuxi Palace, showed a strange smile on his face, turned his head and got into the carriage, and ordered: "Find a suitable opportunity to reveal this letter to Lu Dehai." ”

Lu Dehai hated Concubine Hui more than Song Hui.

After that, Song Hui put down the door curtain expressionlessly, and the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion slowly drove away.

The Dark Guard turned and vanished, as fast as if it had never appeared.

In the dense forest, Chunqing looked deeply in the direction of the little white sheep leaving with a sad and weak gaze before getting into the carriage.

At the beginning, I was cheering that I could come up with such a trick to lure the enemy in the face of danger, and I thought that I had the potential to be an agent in my body, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at all.

It's really a bad character, and it's not right to do anything!

It's a waste of a meaty little white sheep, if it is made into a roasted whole sheep, how delicious it is!

Sitting back in the carriage, Chunqing drank three bowls of warm almond juice in a row to suppress herself.

"I didn't go to the Zhenguo Mansion to report the news, have you figured out how to explain the injury on your neck when you go back?" Zhaoyang looked at the shocking blood mark on Chunqing's white neck distressedly, and said slowly.

Chunqing was a little surprised.

No wonder Song Hui didn't come, it turned out that he didn't know at all.

The sadness that had just rolled on the tip of my heart suddenly dissipated, but I was still a little lost in my heart.

Looking at Chunqing's expression, Zhaoyang rolled Chunqing's eyes, "You're stupid!" You have been kidnapped, and who can prove to you that he has not defiled you! This kind of thing is not something that others can say whatever they want with their mouths, aren't you sincere in giving Song Jingruo a pigtail in her hand for her to catch! ”

"Also, even if you and Song Hui have a good relationship now, it doesn't guarantee that he won't think much about it after he knows about it, in case there is a stalk in his heart, how will you live in the future."

"After I go back, I will tell your two little maids and your secret guards that they are fine, so that they don't talk too much and don't talk around, it's not a glorious thing."

Zhaoyang's heartfelt words moved Chunqing.

She thought of everything she could think of for her.

Chunqing nodded, "Zhaoyang, you're so good." With a grateful face, he held Zhaoyang's hand and said sincerely.

Zhaoyang immediately threw his hand and punched Chunqing in the shoulder, "You're so sour!" ”

Chunqing raised her arm to the tip of her nose and sniffed it carefully, "It's not sour." "I just took a shower yesterday, this is the smell of agarwood, I was dyed by that pervert, what nose do you have." I'm all hurt, and you're still beating me! ”

Zhaoyang rolled his eyes again, "You're just a little bit of flesh and skin, and you're not being picked on to break your tendons and tendons." "Saying words that make people's scalps tingle and creepy with contempt.

The tone that had seen the world was as if she had been picked on.

However, Chunqing still saw distress and worry in her clear eyes.

It's just that, Zhaoyang, you have one white eye after another, will you not be able to turn it back one day.

Chunqing looked at Zhaoyang's eyes and couldn't help but think about it seriously.

Zhaoyang bent down and took out a gourd-shaped milky white porcelain vase from a dark compartment in the carriage.

"This is the blood swallow ointment, which works very well for you." Zhaoyang stretched out a finger, tremblingly pointed to the thin red line on Chunqing's neck and said: "Three or five days for delicate skin is fine, and a rough one like you is like the thousand-year-old cypress at the gate of Guozijian, it is estimated to take seven or eight days." ”

Chunqing snatched the small porcelain bottle in Zhaoyang's hand and quickly put it in his arms, and then said, "Zhaoyang, I'm a patient!" ”

Zhaoyang glanced at Chunqing with great contempt in her peerless seductive eyes, turned around and took the almond dew and drank it leisurely, "It tastes really good." ”

She used complete silence to end Chunqing's disease-free moans.

It's just that Chunqing didn't see it, and at the same time as Zhaoyang picked up the almond dew, a hot and round tear "snapped" and fell into the milky white liquid, quickly merging with it.

If she had a choice, Zhaoyang would rather she be kidnapped than be hurt in the slightest.

As soon as he saw the blood mark on Chunqing's neck, Zhaoyang's heart was filled with a rich and endless fear.

She was afraid that if she was one step late, she might see not a thin line but a cold human head.

"Zhaoyang, I still plan to tell the prince." Chunqing said.

She was kidnapped by gangsters and almost lost her life.

As her father-in-law, if Song Hui can't feel sorry for her, understand her, and comfort her, but blame her, blame her, and doubt her, she would rather not have such a father-in-law.

When a woman marries, without the support and love of her husband, she is always an outsider in her in-law's family, alone, single-handedly, and the target of everyone.

Especially in a bottomless Longtan tiger's den like Zhenguo Mansion, Chunqing felt that she was not capable of holding on alone.

Rather than die unrecognizable at that time, it is better to play the gong and drum in front of each other now.

If Song Hui is her lover, she is naturally worthy of her willing to entrust her life, if not, she will ask him for a letter of resignation.

Zhaoyang was stunned for a moment, turned his face to look at Chunqing, and after a long time, Zhaoyang looked like he had seen through Chunqing and smiled: "I knew you would do this." After that, Yu Yu sighed, "So I have already asked Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter to tie people up and send them directly to Song Hui, he has more interrogations than me, maybe he can dig up something shady." ”

When Zhaoyang said the last sentence, his eyebrows flew like a thousand-year-old white snake spirit.

And the spring green has two protruding temples.

Shaking her head, Chunqing didn't want to think about those dirty and dark things.

The eyebrows and eyes bent and stretched out his arm to wrap Zhaoyang's shoulder, and kissed Zhaoyang on the face, "I knew you were the best for me." ”

Zhaoyang pushed Chunqing away with a look of disgust, raised his hand to wipe away the saliva she left on her face, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't! I can't stand your wet kisses. I'm not Song Hui. ”

Chunqing didn't mind chasing forward a little, and glued on again, "You are much better than Song Hui." ”

In order not to make the people of the Zhenguo Mansion suspicious, Zhaoyang deliberately took the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion to send Chunqing back to the house.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion, and Song Hui happened to get down from his carriage as well.

The little white-eyed wolf who hadn't seen him all night, Song Hui walked to Chunqing's carriage excitedly and stretched out his hand to open the door curtain to greet his lovely little wife.

Then, the moment the curtain was opened, Song Hui's whole person was not good.

Did I open it the wrong way?

Why did my daughter-in-law and the county lord of Zhaoyang hug and hug each other, and kissed their faces! (To be continued.) )