With eyes facing each other, Mu Yunqing's heart seemed to have fallen and beaten.

She thought that Rong Jin must have heard the conversation between him and Song Xianyi and felt that he didn't care enough, so she was unhappy. He could not help but make up the old debt afterwards. Miss Mu immediately turned against him and said to Song Xianyi righteously:

"I can't count what I said just now, so it's better for Miss Song to find another good marriage."

After saying that, she couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Rong Jin, thinking in her heart that she could pass the test like this.

Song Xianyi, who suddenly encountered "betrayal", seemed to have experienced a dream, but she still felt very moved when she woke up.

I don't know if it was Mu Yunqing's overwhelming desire to survive that made Rong Jin feel relieved, or if he didn't take this matter too seriously, he didn't say anything, and walked into the house.

As if he didn't see her, he walked up to Mu Yunqing and asked her in a cold voice: "Can you take the medicine today?"

"Um."

"Do you still feel cold?" he said, holding her hand as if no one else was around and squeezing it.

Mu Yunqing shook his head obediently.

Only then did Rong Jin feel relieved when he felt both her hands warm.

Song Xianyi stood not far away and looked at the two of them, but she was so busy that she looked at each other and then again, wishing she could grow one more pair of eyes.

Rong Jin hugged Mu Yunqing and walked into the inner room, nagging her earnestly: "How many times have you told you that there is no warmth in the outer room. Don't sit outside for a long time, just don't listen!"

"I will watch you in the mansion tomorrow and I will not go anywhere. Do you still dare to disobey?"

"Also, I've prepared a new set of medicine. I'll let one or two be fried later for you..."

While listening to Rong Jin's words, Song Xianyi subconsciously moved his steps to follow, but was blocked by one or two: "Miss Song, please come back. If you have something to do, please come back another day."

Although Song Xianyi didn't want to leave, she really couldn't go to the bedroom of the couple, so she could only leave reluctantly.

Rong Jin heard the noise inside, and his dark eyes slowly swept over, and suddenly said to Mu Yunqing: "I remember that there is a letter to reply. I will go to the front yard study room first and come back soon."

Mu Yunqing nodded slightly without doubting him.

Rong Jin got up and left, and the wind was coming from his feet. He was Song Xianyi who was blocked from the garden. The latter was very happy when he saw him. However, before he could express his joy, Rong Jin grabbed him.

The throat of life!

Seeing that his lady was strangled by Rong Jin and raised her up, Hsinchu was so scared that she was so scared that she flew away: "Miss!"

"Uh..." Song Xianyi's hand tried to pry Rong Jin's palm open, but unfortunately it had no effect. In the end, he could only wave randomly in the air and kick his feet around.

It was the first time she felt that death was so close to her.

The air became thinner and thinner, and her breathing became less smooth. In addition, the eyes began to turn red and tears were overflowing. In the blurred vision, Rong Jin's delicate face was still as handsome as she was, but her cold eyes were full of

The murderous intent is chilling.

Before today, Song Xianyi never thought that Rong Jin would actually kill her.

She knew Rong Jin didn't like him, but what did that matter? She didn't like him either.

Rong Jin did not stay in Lin'an City often, and in the past one or two years, the dragon was still not seen. Song Xianyi had only seen him for a few times. Because of his love for his "beautiful appearance", he paid much attention to him.

She looked at Rong Jin's cold and thought that no matter how angry a person like him, he would just walk away from home. She never expected that he would really do something if he was angry!

Song Xianyi really knew she was afraid now.

"Save...Save, help..." Song Xianyi's face turned red because of her poor breathing, and she even started rolling her eyes. She was about to lose weight: "Okay, good guy...help your life...help...

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Seeing that if this continues, someone will die. Nan Xing grabbed the sword in his hand, swallowed his saliva and said, "Master... the situation in the court is not yet determined, so it is not appropriate to offend the Zhongyong Marquis' Mansion..."

"If Miss Song happens to us, I'm afraid that Your Majesty will not blame you, but will point the finger at the princess."

"And when you came out, you told the princess that you would go to handle official business, but you turned your face and went to kill someone. If the princess knew about it..."

The words of Nanxing are not separated from Mu Yunqing, which can be regarded as the reason why Rong Jinsong has done it.

Song Xianyi's feet fell back to the point, but her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand at all. She fell into the snow and breathed rapidly, and she couldn't stop the coughing tears.

She glanced at Rong Jin like a ghost, and didn't care that her legs were weak. She stumbled out with the help of the maid, crying loudly while walking, cursing, as if she was about to go home to complain.

Rong Jin looked down at the hand that had just pinched Song Xianyi, and frowned in disgust.

Putting the hand behind him, he turned around and walked back.

In fact, even without Nan Xing's words, he wouldn't really take Song Xianyi's life today.

He is indeed ruthless, but he is definitely not brainless. Killing Song Xianyi has no benefits. It would be fine if it is harmful to him. The problem is that it is easy to bring bad effects to Qingqing, and he will never do such a thing.

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However, although he had not planned to kill Song Xianyi just now, he intended to shock her and express his attitude. Even if he would rather kill her than marry her, she would retreat if she knew her.

Otherwise, this may not be the ending next time.

Back at Hefengyuan, Rong Jin took a basin of warm water in one or two.

She had just heard Nan Xing say something, and probably felt that her master was even more tired of it now, so she prepared water for him to clean his hands with a very eye-catching look.

Seeing this, Rong Jin rarely gave one or two more praises and said coldly: "Go to the account office to receive the reward."

After hearing this, Yiliang suddenly smiled and said, "It's so unruly that it's not even overflowing with water." He spread his legs and ran away: "Thank you, Master!"

Mu Yunqing took the clean handkerchief and handed it to Rong Jin: "Don't you have official duties to deal with? Why are you back so soon?"

"It's done." He threw away the handkerchief, pulled Mu Yunqing's hand and held it, stuffed his big palm into her small hands.

She tried her best to cover it, and couldn't help asking him: "Does your hands be cold?"

He shook his head and did not explain.

He just didn't like to touch others, and he didn't think so much about it. When he came back, he wanted to overshadow others through her touch until it was stained with the faint fragrance of medicine on her body.

Mu Yunqing sat beside him with his head slightly lowered, and the sunlight from the shadow gauze behind him hit her, making the skin between her neck look whiter and brighter.

Rong Jin looked quietly for a while, and his eyes became more and more hot. He turned his back with a stranger, put his thin lips on the side of her neck, and slowly swept his moist tongue, his teeth slightly closed, and he bit ambiguously.

Mu Yunqing stiffened and pushed the person away without thinking. She covered her neck and retreated far away, accusing him: "You bite me again!"

"Ha..." Rong Jin was amused by her fierce reaction, and the clear laughter sounded. He pulled her over and sat in his arms, turned his head and kissed her gently on her neck, saying, "Isn't that true?

Is it a bite?"

His lips did not move away, and he was lingering, as if he could wait for her to relax and then take a breath.

"You can't blame me for biting you, Qingqing said himself, shouldn't you be bitten after what happened just now?"

“…What’s wrong with me?”

"Everyone came to the door to grab people. It would be fine if Qingqing didn't ask anyone to throw her out, but she actually had a lot of plans with her. How can she live with me together, huh?"

"That's obviously a joke, because I know I can't promise to share you with others, so I'll talk nonsense without worry. You've always been smart, why can't you even think of this?"

"You have any reason?"

"Yes." Mu Yunqing became more confident and even turned his back: "But you, why don't you tell me about your engagement with Miss Song in advance?"

"I don't admit it, where did the engagement come from?"

"..." It's still so familiar and arrogant.

Mu Yunqing originally wanted to say something, but suddenly felt something strange about Rong Jin's body, and her cheeks suddenly turned red. She subconsciously wanted to get up and leave, but he pinched her waist and couldn't move.

He took her earlobe in his mouth and said vaguely: "Qingqing, no, be sure, run."

His tone was dangerous, but he did nothing. Mu Yunqing knew that he was concerned about her body, but she knew medical skills herself. Moreover, for many days, he had endured it for a long time. He got up to flush every night.

She was also very distressed.

Closed his eyes shyly, Mu Yunqing whispered: "I...I, I can..."

The implication is that you don't want to endure it.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Rong Jin replied: "I can't."

Miss Mu tilted her head blankly: “Hmm?”

"Once I was not happy, you couldn't stand it overnight."

"..." So, it turns out that there is something wrong with her unit of measurement, right?

Thinking back to the attitude of Rong Jin every time he was intimate with her, Mu Yunqing felt that his proposal just now was a bit hasty.

Thinking this time was just an opportunity, she advised him earnestly: "You, can't you control it properly? I think the interaction between us should focus on quality rather than quantity. What do you think?"

"You think we don't have quality?"

"...No." Mu Yunqing was forced to shake his head: "I mean, you can be less obsessed with the number of times. If you have too many, you will be very tired."

"Okay." Rong Jin suddenly became easier to speak.

Just when Mu Yunqing thought his persuasion was effective, the little prince slowly added: "Then once, once and once, what do you think Qingqing thinks?"

"..." She thought... she could divorce her, otherwise she would be abused so much that she would not even be left with a scumbag.

After teasing his wife, Rong Jin's gaze accidentally swept across Mu Yunqing's flat belly, and his eyes suddenly froze. Since their wedding, although they have not been able to sing every night, the frequency is indeed not low, and Ke Qingqing is not pregnant.
Chapter completed!