Since they met at the door, Chunqing decided to tell Song Hui what happened in the carriage before entering the mansion, so as not to cause another incident. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a result, Zhaoyang was driven out of the carriage by Chunqing's "inhumanity".

And a second ago, Chunqing was still whispering in Zhaoyang's ear, "You are much better than Song Hui".

Zhaoyang's face was expressionless, he glared at Chunqing angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You are such a heavy color and light friend, you will go to hell." ”

Chunqing spread his hands and said to Zhaoyang with an indifferent face: "You are with me." ”

Song Hui looked at Zhaoyang in a daze and walked away from the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion with hatred, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he turned his face to look at Chunqing: "Are you really good like this?" ”

In other words, she is Zhaoyang!

Zhaoyang!

However, just as Song Hui spoke, he suddenly found the shocking blood mark on Chunqing's white neck, and his face suddenly became ugly and ugly.

Song Hui grabbed Chunqing's arm, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "What's the matter?" ”

In Song Hui's scorching gaze, Chunqing saw worry, anxiety, nervousness, and uneasiness.

Chunqing breathed a sigh of relief.

In the era of blind marriage and dumb marriage, it was not easy to get a good person, and she was very lucky.

Chunqing adjusted her breathing and tried her best to tell a thrilling and somewhat lengthy story that had just happened in one go.

And that weird and disgusting belly pocket was also included.

Song Hui's face became more and more cloudy in Chunqing's voice of hard work.

Chunqing could see the muscles in his temples throbbing, she could hear the clenching of his fists, she could see the flames burning in his angry eyes, and she could read the distress in his heavy gasps.

After the story was told, Chunqing looked straight at Song Hui, whose face was a little hideous because of anger, and waited for him to speak.

After being silent for a long time, Song Hui's face gradually faded away from the evil aura of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building, he gently reached out and grabbed Chunqing's little hand and put it on his face, and asked slowly, "Do you blame me?" "There were tears in his eyes, full of color.

A simple sentence of only four words made Chunqing suddenly cry loudly, and the tears were majestic.

The panic of being hijacked, the nervousness of being threatened, the despair of being slashed by a dagger through the neck, all emotions suddenly surged into the tip of the heart like a torrent of floods.

Song Hui immediately panicked.

Nervously and flustered, he raised his hand to wipe Chunqing's tears, "Don't cry, it's my fault, it's all my fault, don't cry." However, Song Hui's own tears kept flowing silently.

His eyes were so hazy with tears that he couldn't see Chunqing's face clearly, and he couldn't see the terrifying scar on her neck.

Song Hui wiped his tears desperately, but he couldn't wipe them away.

I had to use a lot of strength to hug Chunqing tightly in my arms, Song Hui's painful and angry voice was like hot sand fried in an oil pan, "Chunqing, forgive me." I promise that I will never let you be hurt again. I promise you my dead daddy. ”

When Song Hui said these words, the boundless panic in his heart was rampant.

Ming Ming Chunqing was in his arms, but no matter how hard he hugged her, he didn't feel real enough.

He wanted to rub her into his chest.

Chunqing lay on Song Hui's chest, her heart felt like she was being watered by a steaming glass of lemon juice, but the lemon juice was filled with honey and sugar.

Sour and sweet.

However, Lord Shizi, I already know that you care about me very much in your heart, can you hold it a little looser.

I was not cut in the throat by a gangster and the corpse was suffocated to death in the wilderness by your arms, I was wronged.

Chunqing's struggle made Song Hui panic.

It's over, Chunqing must hate me to death.

When such a thing happened, I was not by her side but I was in the palace and Mingxia was talking nonsense!

If it weren't for Mingxia being dragged by Mingxia, I should have been able to save her in time.

Song Hui let go of his arm restlessly, but he still held Chunqing's hand tightly, he was afraid that once he let go, he would never be able to hold it again.

After getting along for so long, Song Hui deeply knew that Chunqing was different from other women.

Although she seems to be heartless all day long, she is stubborn and proud in her bones.

Even if Chunqing resented him, hated him, and annoyed him, Song Hui felt that he completely deserved it, and he was to blame.

Who let his woman be absent when she needed him most!

Fortunately, Zhaoyang arrived in time with his spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Otherwise...... Thinking of that consequence, Song Hui was cold, as if he had fallen into an icy lake in the cold winter of Layue.

Seeing Song Hui's cautious face, his eyes were full of self-blame and nervousness, Chunqing was in a good mood.

leaned forward and kissed Song Hui on his frightened cold face.

Song Hui's body stiffened, and then his eyes were full of fiery passion, and he raised his hand to touch the saliva that Chunqing left on his face, grinning an extremely silly smile.

My daughter-in-law is not angry, my daughter-in-law is not angry with me!

Song Hui couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar.

Chunqing's heart was also as beautiful as if she had eaten countless magpie farts, pointing to the scar on her neck and asking Song Hui, "How to explain this to grandmother, no one in the house knows yet." ”

Song Hui held Chunqing's white and tender little hand on his chest, held her in his arms, and said gently: "Don't worry, everything has me!" ”

Listening to Song Hui's gentle and firm tone, Chunqing suddenly relaxed all his heart.

I'm so tired of being tossed and scared for a day!

"Let's talk to my grandmother......"

Just when Song Hui began to tell Chunqing about his plan, he suddenly felt his arm sink, and when he looked down, the person in his arms was already asleep.

There was a vague smile on his lips, and the corners of his mouth were unscrupulous.

Song Hui was stunned.

A hot teardrop fell onto Chunqing's fair face, down her cheek, and merged with her saliva.

Song Hui hugged Chunqing tightly, leaned over and pecked her lightly on the face, and muttered to himself: I will never let you be hurt again.

Bai Lu, Bai Shao and Bai Zhi, who had been wandering around in Mingzhitang, watched the prince carry the eldest grandmother in, and suddenly the three of them cried with joy.

Although Bai Lu and Bai Zhi are not as stable as Bai Shao, they still understand what to say and what not to say.

Although Zhaoyang gave Chunqing Blood Swallow Cream, Song Hui was still uneasy and asked the housekeeper to take his brand to the imperial doctor.

Soon, everyone in the Zhenguo Mansion knew that it was the prince who took the eldest grandmother all the way back, and the prince also invited the imperial doctor.

Am I going to be in the same house for four generations?

The old lady's fiery heart suddenly boiled.

"Get me Dayu, let's go see Dalang's daughter-in-law." The old lady ordered Mama Tian with a happy face.

Song Jingruo, who was talking to the old lady, had a haze flashing in her eyes.

Slut, I even let you come back alive again. (To be continued.) )