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Chapter 62 Despicable to the End

The kitchen door curtain suddenly lifted.

A cold and thin figure stood at the door. It was cold in spring, and a cold wind blew in through his robe.

Ming Lanruo was so excited that she trembled and looked at his dark figure that almost blended into the dark night.

With his back to the light, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she instinctively sensed the danger.

"Scholar Yin... are you okay?" She squeezed her sleeves tightly and quietly tested in a low voice.

After a while, the hidden scholar took a step in. The dim light fell on his face, giving him an unpredictable aura.

He raised the oil lamp, and on his handsome white face, the corners of his slender eyes were slightly raised, and his thin lips were scarlet and coquettish: "I'm fine. Those people have left. Little lady, will you come with me to rest?"

Ming Lanruo took a step back uneasily for no apparent reason. His smile was so gentle and gentle, and his aura was also gentle.

But she didn’t know why, under the dim candlelight, she had another misunderstanding——

The scholar in front of her looked like some kind of powerful monster in the dark night, such as a nine-tailed fox or Shura, transformed into a human form, waiting to tear her bones and skin her.

"What's wrong?" He took a step forward and turned on the oil lamp in his hand as if he was confused.

Light suddenly appeared, and under the bright candlelight, the young man in front of him still looked like a frail nerd who could run away at the slightest sign of trouble.

Ming Lanruo even suspected that his waist was thinner than hers, and his half-worn white robe was floating empty in the night wind.

She shook her head and rubbed her brows tiredly: "It's nothing. I'm probably too nervous today."

"Let's go." Ming Lanruo walked out of the door first.

Seeing that there was really no one in the lobby, she looked at Scholar Yin with some confusion: "You sent those soldiers and ruffians away?"

Scholar Yin nodded and sighed helplessly: "Yes, I wasted a lot of gold to get rid of those terrible people. The shopkeeper knows that he can't spare me."

The shadow guards hiding in the dark corners couldn't help but whisper to themselves, isn't it because you only have that gold in your pocket?

Ming Lanruo said apologetically: "How much money is missing, I will pay double the compensation when the time comes."

He paused and smiled happily at Ming Lanruo: "It doesn't matter, those people will never come back to scare the little lady again."

Ming Lanruo didn't know why, but the scholar's laughter made her spine run cold.

She rubbed her heart and coughed lightly: "Well, I'm going to check on King Qin's condition. You should rest first."

After saying that, she turned around and left in a hurry while carrying the medicine box.

The moment she turned around, she didn't see the almost cold and sinister light flashing in the scholar's slender eyes.

You are going to that man again and you are so worried about him...

The scholar lowered his eyes and looked at the injury on his palm. I am also injured. Didn't you already notice it?

But you... don't remember, you just remember to give him medicine.

He sighed softly and smiled coldly with unusually paranoid eyes.

I didn't want to be like this, you forced me to do it...

My little lady!



After finishing Shangguan Hongye's injections and giving him medicine, and then scolding him for the pain, Ming Lanruo turned around and returned to his room.

She ate something given by the hidden scholar, blew out the candle early, and went to bed to rest.

The cold moon outside the window is like a hook, and the cold wind is whistling by.

The night was so dark that she fell into a deep sleep, and she didn't even notice the strange and cold fragrance gradually spreading in the air.

Heavy as fog, curling like smoke.

Everyone in the entire inn fell asleep in the light night mist.

Several figures took shape like the charming smoke, slowly emerging from the dark depths of the corridor.

At the head was a slender and cold figure, wearing a plain silver tapestry python robe, a narrow waist jade belt, and a gold-painted black hat on his head. His whole body was filled with a mysterious and chilling night atmosphere.

"Master Qiansui, since the remnants of Prince Jing have been wiped out, when will you go back? Your Majesty cannot leave you for too long." He and the father-in-law flicked the fly whisk and asked in a low voice.

Cang Qiao said indifferently: "It's coming soon, just these few days..."

"You go." He walked into a room and ordered calmly.

After a while, there was no one around him.

He approached the bed, opened the curtain, and looked at the beautiful face of the soft and sleeping woman under the quilt.

His long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly shone with a cold and gloomy light.

Cang Qiao lifted up his cloak, sat down, and gently clasped Ming Lanruo's chin with his slender fingers.

In the heavy smoke, the girl fell into a nightmare and was half asleep, unable to wake up at all.

His slender fingertips rubbed her plump and soft lips, touching her moist and soft breath.

He narrowed his eyes, squeaked slightly, lowered his head, and licked the plump pink lips with the tip of his scarlet tongue.

The unimaginable touch and taste made a strange light flash in his eyes, which then turned into cold and crazy flames of desire.

He grabbed the back of her head with his long fingers and sucked her lips coldly and aggressively.

So what if I'm not a man?

He also wants to own her and get her!

As long as she doesn't know what he did to her, it's not a breach of the oath, right?

Why should you smile at other men, why should you be angry with other men, why should you lie under other men, why should you take care of other men...

"Well……"

The semi-conscious girl vaguely tried to resist the nightmare demon that disturbed her.

But the next moment, even his weak hands were restrained, and his fingers intertwined with her little hand and clasped it behind her.

The kiss that Cang Qiao lowered her head to plunder was raw but violent and crazy, like a howling rainstorm, threatening countless suppressed and dark emotions, and... twisted desires.

His cold lips broke in unscrupulously, suppressing all her powerless resistance.

She whimpered and struggled in a ridiculous nightmare.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally noticed her sobbing.

Cang Qiao paused, closing her eyes and panting lightly. She released the fingers that held her chin, and moved her messy hair to her ears with her fingertips.

He narrowed his eyes, slowly buried his face into her soft neck, and murmured hoarsely: "You are my purest thought, so never abandon me, never leave me..."

Her body is so soft, so warm, his Ruo'er, his only kiss...

I don't know how much time passed, but the cold wind whistled outside the window, and in the dark space, the only sound was the ticking of the clef.

There was a low knock on the door: "Master, it's past midnight...it's time to go."

Cang Qiao just slowly raised his head and said calmly: "Wait outside, the night is still long."

The people outside the door disappeared silently and made no sound.

He gently laid the girl back into the soft silk brocade quilt.

Cang Qiao looked down at the half-asleep person on the bed, and lightly licked the corners of her scarlet lips with her tongue.

His little girl tasted better than he imagined and made him feel calmer.

However, how could just a kiss be enough to comfort the holes in his heart?

He slowly leaned down, stared at her unpredictably, and suddenly chuckled.

Since I don't want to endure it anymore, since I have decided not to suppress my despicability anymore, then - be despicable to the end.

Anyway, he has always been the most evil person in the world.

He stretched out his hand and stopped on her calf, all the way up.

Then, the girl's obscene skirts on the bed fell to the floor one by one.

On a windy and snowy night, in the thick and graceful dark night smoke, there is a girl's inaudible and ignorant sobs and whispers, which makes people's blood rush.

The shadow guards in the dark night outside the window stood silently, like a breathless shadow.

[The author has something to say]

Occasionally there will be a chapter with a little bit of the same content, but not much. Thank you all for waiting for me. I will continue to update twice a day tomorrow.


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