Song Ci was driving outside the carriage, and said to Zhong Li Zhengzhen inside the carriage that Princess Duanrong's car had just passed.

Zhongli Zhengzhen lifted the curtain and looked at the carriage that had gone away with a look of injectability.

He thought that Princess Duanrong would at least apologize to him, and he looked at the wound on his waist, and his face turned pale with pain.

And when Song Ci saw Gan Qiongying's carriage, he also subconsciously touched his waist that was pinched.

Also looking at Gan Qiongying's carriage was the regent who was on the road not far from Zhongli Zhengzhen's carriage.

He pushed open the carriage window and stared closely at the carriage in the distance, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, if he had turned into substance, he would have already penetrated the carriage.

Gan Qiongying didn't know that so many people were secretly peeping at her, she was sitting comfortably in the carriage at the moment, her head resting on Lihua's knees, lying shapeless, eating candied fruit in her mouth, I don't know how comfortable.

She was recalling the plot, this birthday banquet was completely inconsistent with the plot description, since Wen Xueling did not dance the world, the regent and Zhong Li Zhengzhen did not seem to have any admiration for Wen Xueling.

Otherwise, Wen Xueling would not have almost been knifed when she went out to persuade her to fight.

The remaining husbands of Wen Xueling did not desperately defend Wen Xueling as in the original book.

The son of the household servant was not injured, so naturally he was not found to be hiding Wen Xueling's handkerchief, but the entanglement between him and Gan Huiyue was gone, and he was not able to take Wen Xueling's blood because of his divorce.

As for his future in the future, whether he will get mixed with Wen Xueling is not within Gan Qiongying's care.

Gan Qiongying was enjoying the coolness of the ice cubes in the carriage, and she didn't know that Wen Xueling was standing in the crowd, and she had been watching her carriage, she was sitting in the carriage twisting her handkerchief, how energetic she was when she came, and how gray she was on the way back.

Today she was also questioned by Dali Temple, that group of people is really fierce, she told them that it was Princess Duanrong who pushed her into the crowd last night, but the people in Dali Temple did not react, which made Wen Xueling very aggrieved.

Princess Duanrong has taken out the limelight this time, unlike before she became famous after Zhongli Zhengzhen's ass, and even the people's impression of her has changed dramatically.

I don't know who came out of the words, but I beautified it with oil and vinegar, saying that no one could persuade a group of people to fight last night, and it was Princess Duanrong who turned the tide and saved many people.

And after Haoyuezhuang for the past few days, Lihua finally found a way to balance Gan Qiongying and Jinchuan's side, and willingly planned to stand in the same camp as Gan Qiongying.

For so many years, the Jinchuan royal family has no trust in Lihua at all, and has been on guard everywhere, threatening and suppressing him everywhere, and trying to hang him with family affection and the wealth and glory of Zhongli Zhengzhen after he ascended the throne.

Lihua never had much hope for them, and his original plan was to fake his death and escape, stay incognito for the rest of his life, and become an ordinary businessman.

Lihua watched Gan Qiongying close her eyes and enjoy the cool breeze of the ice cubes, the hand that fanned her paused slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a subtle arc that he didn't even notice, he ...... for the time being Not going to go.

Gan Qiongying still had an ice cube in her mouth, and now she felt refreshed.

After thinking about it, I feel that the plot collapsed too well.

not only successfully installed someone next to the eldest princess of Hui'an, but also asked the eldest princess of Hui'an to help take care of Gan Lin, she can rest assured for the time being, and the next step is to ...... Try to secretly cross Chen Cang.

The more Gan Qiongying thought about it, the more beautiful it became, eating delicious food in her mouth, Gan Qiongying ate and thought, and fell asleep in the rickety carriage unconsciously.

Gan Qiongying pillowed on Lihua's knees, the hairpins on her long hair were pulled out, and the soft hair draped over his knees, like a fine net, easily capturing all of Lihua's minds.

Lihua lowered his head, at first just ran his hand through her long hair, constantly stroking it like last night, feeling the hair wrapped around his palm, as if the hair was smooth, and his heart would follow suit.

But today this obviously didn't work, he looked at Gan Qiongying's sleeping face, watched her curl up like a lazy raccoon slave, attached to him, with the rhythm of the carriage, rolling on his knees.

For the first time in his life, Lihua realized what it means to be insatiable.

He felt that it was not enough to hold her all night, it was not enough to look at her like this, and it was still not enough to run his fingers through her long hair.

He looked at Gan Qiongying fixedly, then slowly lowered his head, gradually approaching her face, and brushing away the broken hair on her sideburns.

He couldn't imagine how such a soft and lovely person could pull out his bow and shoot arrows last night, and single-handedly deter all the crazy people in the audience.

Lihua was also in the crowd at that time, but unlike those sons of the family who were afraid of the rockets in Gan Qiongying's hands, Lihua saw Gan Qiongying standing in front of the flames, and when the rockets were fired, not only were he not afraid, but he even had an urge to rush to the front.

Her anger was so sassy and heroic, and when the rocket shot out of her hand wrapped in flames, Lihua only felt that it should not be Zhongli Zhengzhen or the Regent who was penetrated—it should be him.

Lihua knew that his illness was getting worse and worse, and he would even be jealous of the arrows that others could shoot by Gan Qiongying.

He longed for the arrows from last night, and it was all he who pierced.

And he was indeed penetrated, and the fire in his chest was still burning all night, and it was never extinguished.

At this moment, the flames were still burning, only burning Lihua to the point that his mouth was dry and his fingers trembled.

He gripped his palms and hid his trembling fingers.

The round nails couldn't cut the palms of his hands, but they could bring him pain that made him sober.

But it didn't work, Lihua couldn't wake up.

His head lowered and lowered, until he reached next to Gan Qiongying's cheek, held his breath, and looked at Gan Qiongying at a very close distance.

Then he slowly closed his eyes, stepped forward as if resigned, and pressed his hot lips against her cheeks.

How despicable.

She didn't know anything at all.

After compaction, Lihua only felt the numbness spread like a spider web along his lips, making him stiffen with a tendency to lift his scalp.

Lihua has never been kissed, let alone kissed anyone.

The last time they were in the carriage, Gan Qiongying accidentally kissed him on the face, and their relationship was still very bad at that time, and Lihua was full of only resistance.

It's not the same now, it's not the same at all.

Lihua's heart was beating so hard that his chest hurt, the tip of his nose touched Gan Qiongying's soft cheeks, and the hairs on his back stood up uncontrollably.

It turns out that kissing is how it feels.

Lihua felt that his illness had worsened again.

He knew he should get up, he should stop stealing, but he couldn't help it.

His lips quietly and slowly moved on Gan Qiongying's side face, the tip of his nose rubbing against her soft flesh, only to feel ...... Fall into the clouds, fall into the swamp.

It's hard to extricate yourself.

And when his long hair fell, Gan Qiongying felt itchy, frowned in a daze, and opened her eyes.