Yin Mo listened to the clouds next to him, and couldn't help but scratch the back of his head: "Could it be that the little county lord also feels that he has done too much, and now he repents and turns back to please you?" ”

Pei Yan's eyes were always fixed on the painting boat opposite and shook his head.

He could feel that Chi Bangyue was not angry, but really moved.

Yin Mo glanced at the other side and leaned over slightly: "My lord, the little county lord has been in for so long, if it is really you who she has made an appointment, is it inappropriate for you not to go for so long?" ”

Pei Yan was silent for a few seconds and stood up: "Let's go, go and have a look." ”

Just as he was about to turn around and leave the boat, the lark came out of the boat opposite, looking around as if looking for someone.

Pei Yan's footsteps paused, and in the blink of an eye, the lark was knocked unconscious, and the figure on the bow of the boat left with the person on his shoulder, but the other person entered the painting boat.

With a blank look, Pei Yan paused: "Wait." ”

Yinmo also stopped: "My lord, what's wrong?" ”

Pei Yan pursed his lips: "Find someone to deliver tea and explore the situation in the painting boat." ”

"Yes."

At this time, in the painting boat, Chi Bangyue was a little confused, her hands and feet were weak, and she staggered back a few steps, but fortunately she did not sit empty.

She sat on a stool, leaning on the table, and no matter how dull she was, she knew she had been tricked.

Looking up at the painting boat, I saw the incense burner at the head of the bed, and white smoke slowly rose from the incense burner.

Chi Bangyue tried to stand up, walked over crookedly, raised her hand to blow the incense burner to the ground, and stepped on the raw incense inside.

Her dizziness became more and more severe, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand, and when she fell back, she suddenly fell into the arms of a person, her breath was hot and hot, but it was strange.

"Little beauty, what's wrong? Under the weather? ”

Chi Bangyue turned her head to look over, a man supported her, burly, with a dark face, a pair of eyes looking up and down, unconcealed the coveting, disgusting Chi Bangyue wanted to vomit.

"Get out!"

Chi Bangyue stretched out her hand to push him, but she had no strength in her whole body, and she couldn't shake the man at all.

There is already a huge disparity in the strength of men and women, and now she is even weaker, and she can't escape at all.

Chi Bangyue was angry and anxious, and her eyes were red: "Skylark ......"

The man smiled even more obscenely: "Don't worry, that little beauty will definitely be served comfortably, just like you." ”

Hearing this, Chi Bangyue became even more anxious: "Where did you take her?" ”

The man picked up Chi Bangyue and walked towards the bed, his tone hurried: "Beauty, you can't protect yourself, don't worry about that little girl, it's better for us to be happy." ”

Chi Bangyue was so anxious that tears fell: "Get out!" If you dare to touch me, I will let you die without a place to bury! ”

Her voice was soft, not half a deterrent at all, and her hands and feet were not strong, her refusal was more like wanting to refuse and welcome.

The man put her on the bed, lowered his head, and leaned in.

A big dark face slowly enlarged in Chi Bangyue's eyes, and she suddenly took off the hairpin on her head and stabbed it towards the man's neck.

Unexpectedly, the man's movements were also very fast, and when he blocked it, the hairpin slashed across his neck, bringing a tingling pain.

The man took a step back while holding his neck, and lowered his hand, but there was still blood in his palm.

The man glanced at Chi Bangyue, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "Damn, you dare to hurt me!" ”

Chi Bangyue's hands were sore and uncomfortable, but she tried her best to hold the hairpin, propped herself up and looked at him, with stubbornness and ruthlessness on her face, but she was weak when she spoke, and she stiffly folded half of her momentum: "If you dare to touch me again, even if I die, I will definitely pull you to see the king of Hades together!" ”

She was born again, and she would never let herself experience the nightmare of being robbed of her innocence again.

The man sneered: "Stinky woman, wait for Lao Tzu to sleep with you, see that you are still hard-mouthed!" ”

He reached out and grabbed Chi Bangyue's wrist, and with a force, the painful Chi Bangyue involuntarily let go of his hand, and the hairpin slipped off the head of the bed and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

He raised his hand and was about to slap Chi Wanyue in the face, when his arm was suddenly grabbed.

The man turned his head, but before he could see clearly who the person in front of him was, the long sword flashed coldly, and he was dazzled and couldn't help but squint.

In the next second, his arm was cut off by someone, blood splattered, and the man's screams resounded throughout the painting boat.

Chi Bangyue looked up and saw Ning Huaizhao's gloomy face, grievances and fear welled up in her heart together, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Ning Huaizhao didn't care about the man rolling and howling next to him, and his eyes fell on Chi Bangyue.

Her hair was disheveled, her little face was flushed, and her shirt had been torn open in two buttons, revealing her white undershirt.

Ning Huaizhao's blood surged up at this scene, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he couldn't wait to break that man's body into pieces!

He hurriedly turned sideways to block Chi Bangyue, stretched out his hand to untie his cloak, and his voice was as cold as ice ballast: "Autumn wind, tie people up and bring them back to the palace." ”

"Yes!"

Ning Huaizhao wrapped Chi Bangyue in a cloak and leaned over to take the person into his arms.

Chi Bangyue tugged at his clothes, and her tone was eager: "Skylark, Ah Zhao, the lark was taken away." ”

"Don't worry, the little county lord, when we just came, we bumped into the thief, and Qiulin has already followed."

Hearing this, Chi Wanyue nodded, her tense nerves relaxed, but her body still couldn't stop trembling.

Most of her fears at this time came from her previous life, and when she was approached by this man, her mind was full of images of being bullied in her previous life, lingering, like a poisonous snake, clogging around her little by little, eating her.

Chi Bangyue nested in Ning Huaizhao's arms, obviously surrounded by his temperature and breath, but he was still very uneasy, and his crying voice came out intermittently: "Ah Zhao...... I...... I'm scared...... You hold on a little tight......"

A pair of lake-blue eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and what was hidden behind it was a little distress and fear.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, Ning Huaizhao tightened his arms, and tightly wrapped her whole person in his arms, her voice was low and hoarse, and she didn't know how much anger she suppressed: "Don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

His voice rang in his ears, and it finally gave Chi Bangyue a sense of reality, pulling her away from her fear little by little.

"Ah Zhao ......"

Chi Bangyue suddenly cried, wanting to cry out all her fears and grievances and cry to him.

Listening to her crying, Ning Huaizhao actually felt that his heart was throbbing and throbbing, and he clenched his eyebrows in pain, and his voice was even more hoarse: "Chi Bangyue, don't cry." ”

Where is Chi Bangyue willing to stop? She seemed to want to cry out the fears of her previous life, and threw them all out in front of Ning Huaizhao.

The throbbing pain became more and more severe, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Ning Huaizhao's forehead, which was shining under the candle flame.