Chapter 151 He wants to imprison her in the palm of her life for the rest of her life
Ming Lanruo drove her horse to Dongchang at full speed. She simply dismounted, held up her skirt and hurried in.
My father-in-law and I followed behind, holding on to the hat that was running crooked, and reminded us: "Little ancestor, slow down, please wait for us!"
Along the way, he discovered that the eldest daughter of the Ming family had learned how to control horses from somewhere. She was so scared that she almost thought she was going to step on someone many times, but she flew across the horse.
Those who didn’t know thought she was a prairie girl who grew up on horseback!
Ming Lanruo trotted all the way to the door of Cang Qiao's room before Lao He caught up with her. He quickly grabbed her and whispered a few words: "Miss, the governor is actually much better, but..."
Ming Lanruo was stunned and hesitated for a while before turning around and entering the door.
Inside the door, the man was writing furiously at his desk. He was dressed in a scarlet python robe with golden gauze, a cold and handsome face, and thin scarlet lips, which made his complexion as pale as snow.
It was still the same as in her previous memory. She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to help the horse's hairpin that was a little messy, and walked in: "I haven't congratulated the Governor on his release yet."
Cang Qiao paused and said calmly: "What did you call me?"
Ming Lanruo's bright eyes flashed: "Then, Uncle He Qian, are you leaving seclusion?"
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows and tapped the table with the back of her fingers: "Come here."
His little female cat is getting really skinny.
Ming Lanruo walked over, tapped her toes, sat on the table, and looked at him: "You... are feeling better."
With that said, she reached out and took his arm to check his pulse.
Feeling that his pulse was much smoother, she finally felt relieved: "It's better. You have been experimenting with poisons for many years, practicing evil arts, and there are poisons in your body. The triangular force of these three has allowed your body to maintain a balance. If
Ordinary people don’t know how many times they have died.”
As she spoke, her thin eyebrows frowned slightly: "Now Mr. Tang and Sister Wusang have made great efforts to combine the three into one for you. The effect is not bad, but there are residual poisons that have not been cleared away. Don't be too emotional.
Be excited, so as not to cause soul separation syndrome again..."
To put it bluntly, this kind of heart disease is caused by a long-term distorted life. It is not easy to recover. This is a heart disease.
Cang Qiao looked at the girl in front of him and narrowed his eyes: "We haven't seen each other these days. You just want to be a doctor and tell our family this?"
Ming Lanruo coughed lightly, raised her bright eyes, and said softly: "Cang Qiao, I miss you very much. Do you... miss me?"
Cang Qiao suddenly clasped the back of her head with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips almost ferociously, prying open her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and went straight in to plunder every inch of the sweet fluid and breath between her lips.
She was kissed so hard that she felt a little dizzy. She put her palms on his chest and gasped softly: "Slow down..."
The number of times he kissed her was not too many, but it always had a youthful and raw taste, but also a seductive ferocity and lust. The thin lips that had been kissed became scarlet, soft and moist, and the corners of his delicate eyes also became...
He became red and his eyes were lustrous.
This man is really...how can he be so attractive?
Cang Qiao hugged her and licked her thin lips, like an insatiable beast, saying dissatisfiedly: "It's not enough, you know."
Ming Lanruo panted, her soft chest heaving, she almost instinctively clung to his slender neck, and this time she took the initiative to kiss his lips.
From passively accepting it at the beginning, to tempting him softly and shyly.
The temperature in the air seemed to become dry and hot, and his breathing became a bit chaotic and hoarse.
She didn't know how long it took before she trembled and leaned in his arms, listening to the heartbeat in his chest - thump, thump.
"No matter what you want to do...can you bear it for me?" She said softly.
Feeling that the chest she was holding suddenly tightened, and his hot breath became cold and fierce, she raised her hands and hugged his waist tightly, saying in a soft voice: "Please!"
In her previous life, when she begged him, as long as she begged him softly and quietly, he would almost always agree.
Sure enough, Cang Qiao frowned slightly when she did this, and the violent and gloomy light in his eyes gradually disappeared: "What did Lao He say to you?"
Although Ming Lanruo heard the voice above her head with suppressed coldness, she felt relieved. At least he was willing to discuss this matter with her.
"Lao He said that you entered the palace to try to stop my marriage to Shangguan Hongye, but His Majesty refused and lost his temper. You wanted to depose His Majesty and establish a new king." Ming Lanruo raised her little face and looked at him.
Cang Qiao looked at her with dark and complicated eyes, and sneered coldly: "The disobedient puppet should be replaced."
Ming Lanruo looked at him and sighed softly: "Have you decided who to support? Neither the Crown Prince nor the King of Qin are willing to be manipulated by you. Sooner or later they will take action against you if they are in power."
She paused and said, "As for the rest of the little princes coming to power, how can the prince and King Qin be willing to be subordinates and must rise up to resist? Are you really ready now?"
Cang Qiao looked at her deeply and suddenly held her in his arms: "So you want me to see you marry another man?!"
He finally got her to marry "King Mourning", but now she wants to "remarry", how can he endure this!
Ming Lanruo raised her hand and gently stroked his brow: "I won't let him touch me. If you believe me, the future will be long. When you eradicate the influence of the prince and King Qin, you and I will be together one day."
She could tell that he didn't want her to know his true identity because he was afraid of worrying her, or maybe for other reasons.
But it doesn't matter, she is willing to wait for him to open up.
Cang Qiao's previous life and this life have been too miserable... She pities him and doesn't want to force him. Besides, she also has her own secrets and scruples, which she can't tell her now.
Cang Qiao didn't say anything, he just grabbed her soft and slender hand and held it tightly in his palm, as if he could imprison her in his palm for the rest of his life.
I don't know how long it took before he said hoarsely: "Okay."
Ming Lanruo finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up on her toes, and gently kissed his cold and gloomy eyebrows: "You are so good."
Cang Qiao was silent for a moment, then narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Are you treating us like children?"
Ming Lanruo looked at her innocently: "But Master, this is how I comfort you when you are sick."
Cang Qiao's delicate forehead jumped, and some unbearable scenes flashed through her mind: "..."
Although he couldn't control his emotions at that time, it didn't mean that he didn't remember anything.
It was just that when he woke up from the chaos, he had important things to solve, so he didn't dwell on the stupid things he had done.
Naturally, Lao He and the others are even less likely to come here to lick their beards and talk about those things to seek death.
But the girl in front of him was obviously causing trouble and deliberately provoking him.
"Really, then I want more comfort than this right now." He raised his eyes slyly, and suddenly frivolously pushed her down on the desk beneath him.