Just now, the moment he wanted to touch her but was lightly stopped by her, his heart fell into the ice cellar at that moment.

It makes him want to destroy everything, want to kill, want to ......

His eyes darkened, and he tried his best to restrain the fire of sin that rushed up from the bottom of his heart.

Bai Liruo patted him lightly on the back, but did not answer his words.

just quietly let him hold it, watching the direction in which Fang Cai Yanqing took away Song Yun.

She believed that Xiao Qihan had not touched her.

Although she didn't care.

"Then let me ask you, how many women have you had?" She asked deliberately.

"One, it's just you." Xiao Qihan's chin was pressed against her shoulder.

The sound of the urn also sounded and the heat penetrated into her ears.

"Really?" She hooked her lips.

"Really. I only have Ruoruo, so RuoRuo can only have me. His lips touched her skin.

Bai Liruo raised his lips in satisfaction and looked at the white clouds swimming leisurely in the sky.

The tear mole under the corner of the eye also looks particularly bewitching.

It's like a demagogic goblin, which makes people turn their spirits upside down.

At this time, Bai Liruo didn't realize that Xiao Qihan's every word contained a strong and crazy possessiveness for her.

And this affection has begun to take root and grow with an unstoppable momentum......

"Your Highness." Yan Qing walked into the study and stood in front of Xiao Qihan, who was painting.

He glanced at it.

His Royal Highness is drawing a picture of a beauty.

Although he only glanced at it, it was not difficult to see that the person on the painting was the princess.

The fact that you can recognize a person at a glance is enough to show the depth of the skills of the person who paints the painting.

A few strokes can outline the eyebrows and eyes of the person on the painting.

However, in Beijing, His Royal Highness the Prince is a well-known civil and military waste.

No one knew that His Royal Highness had such a good hand in brushwork, and he was not even inferior to the best painters on the mainland.

"Is it cleaned up?" Xiao Qihan dipped it in ink, asked a question, and continued to depict the facial features of the woman in the painting.

"Cleaned up." Yanqing nodded.

Xiao Qihan looked at the woman on the portrait, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, "Her life makes Ruoruo jealous......

But Yan Qing, who heard this, shuddered.

Although His Royal Highness spared the woman's life back then, he made her a tool for Feiyun Qi and the guards in the palace to vent.

And the woman seemed to be enjoying it, not knowing that all this was arranged by His Highness.

And that year, His Highness was only fifteen years old.

Three years have passed, and His Royal Highness has indeed forgotten this woman.

Maybe it was the improper guarding of the West Courtyard today, so she was released.

But it also cost her life in advance.

"No one is allowed to mention anything about her to the princess." Xiao Qihan's voice suddenly sank, "Remember." ”

Yan Qing understood that what Shizi was talking about was letting Song Yun work as a prostitute for the guards in the mansion and beating her to death.

"Yes." He said respectfully.

Although it is a woman sent by the emperor, if Xiao Qihan really wants to kill, there is a way to kill him.

It's just that three years ago, he was still young, and his scheming was not as good as this time.

Therefore, the life of the woman given by the emperor was left.

After throwing her to the West Courtyard and using her for her own guards, he forgot that this woman existed.

Wangjing Qingfeng Building.

"Why did you get hurt on your face? Did Xiao Qihan beat you? Fu Shaoyang looked at the red mark on Bai Liruo's face, and his tone became cold.