Crossing the line?

Jiang Shuping's body stiffened when she wanted to lean forward, and her expression was embarrassed for a moment.

The verandah scene came to her mind......

At that moment, his restraint and obedience seemed to have never existed.

Jiang Shuping was unwilling.

"Xiao Lang."

"I'm afraid alone, can you accompany me in the Hou Mansion tonight?"

She stared at him with tears in her eyes, silent pleading......

When he got closer, his fingers hooked the jade belt around the man's waist, gently pulling it, as if he was deliberately tempting something......

Jiang Shuping thought that Rao was a fool and should understand her intentions.

Since the marriage contract was made four years ago, she and Qin Xiao have never seen each other, and in the past four years, Qin Xiao has been living on the border, dealing with soldiers every day. Don't say it's a woman, even a female mosquito may not be able to see it.

She didn't believe it after being starved for so long, and he didn't want to it at all.

However, just when Jiang Shuping thought that she was winning, her hand was ruthlessly removed.

Her wrist was still frozen in the air, and the man had stepped back down the steps.

The dim light reflected on his face, and his eyes were extremely cold in the dark night.

Like a clear spring quenched with ice, it is clear and clear, exuding a biting chill.

Looking at Jiang Shuping coldly for a long time, Qin Xiao slowly spit out a few words from his mouth, "Shuping......"

"Save face for yourself."

"Also, find a doctor for your maid as soon as possible......"

"If it's too late, people should be abolished."

The timbre is very light and soft, with a hint of warning.

Warn her, what to do to Qi Jiayu's slut!

"Ahh Slut! Slut! ”

Jiang Shuping's eyes were scarlet and she cursed hysterically.

A shrill cry echoed in the night, but the man's figure had long since disappeared from sight......

Go out from the inner courtyard of the Jiang family, pass through the second gate, and then go to the outer hall.

Qin Xiao soon walked into the main street, the curfew in Chang'an City was strict, except for two or three watchmen passing by occasionally, the rest were those who held Jinwu from Wuhou Shop.

Thinking about where the water was gone, seeing that they were in a hurry, each of them carried ladders, water dragons, knives, saws, axes and chisels and other fire-fighting objects in their hands.

Qin Xiao ignored it, these things were not within his scope.

Passing through the narrow alley, and then passing through Suzaku Street, in the distance, I saw that there seemed to be a fire swaying in the Huiqing Hall.

When he stepped forward to look, he saw that the door had been pinned from the inside.

She, didn't leave?

Qin Xiao hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Bang bang bang......

After a few calls, there was no response.

After a pause, he gently called her name again, "Qi Jiayu." ”

Call......

The cool breeze blew, but there was still no sound.

Isn't it a thief? Asked someone to tie it up?

Qin Xiao's heart tightened, put the medicine box at his feet, and walked around to the back door lightly.

He jumped over the wall and was about to move forward, but he heard a creak, and the door of the clean room was pushed open from the inside.

In the faint light, the woman stood there with a tung oil lamp.

When she raised her eyes and saw Qin Xiao, she was stunned at first, and then cautiously walked towards him slowly.

As he approached, a faint fragrance spread around and rushed into Qin Xiao's nasal cavity.

Like ...... The smell of bathing.

So, she didn't hear him knock on the door because she was bathing?

Qin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his eyes to look at the woman's calm face, remembering his panicked behavior as Shicai, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed dryly and asked her inquisitively.

"Your Highness... Why haven't you left yet? ”

In the cold light, his face was emotionless, and his voice was extremely soft.

The dark eyes blend with the night, revealing a coolness like water, making it difficult to distinguish whether it is right or not.

Ah Jun couldn't tell whether Qin Xiao was giving her an eviction order.

The hand holding the tung oil lamp stagnated slightly, and Ah Jun's eyes were unconsciously stained with a touch of mist.

But he restrained his emotions, swept the key on his waist clearly, lifted his lips and said, "You didn't lock the door, and you didn't give me the key..."