Ming Lanruo sat down slowly while holding on to the bedpost and nodded: "Well, if you are so worried about Chief Yun, forget it, I won't go near her in the future."
Her attitude was obviously gentle, but every word she said made him feel uncomfortable.
Even the word "uncle" was familiar and friendly - no longer the previous flattery or even provocation and teasing, this person truly treated him as a relative.
Cang Qiao reached out and pinched her chin, asking expressionlessly.
"Ming Lanruo, by making this gesture, are you blaming me for not noticing that you were sick, or blaming me for not rescuing you from the prison as soon as possible?"
Ming Lanruo sighed: "Master Qiantose, I know the emperor doesn't like me. Without your face, he would have chopped off my head without any reason."
She paused, raised her eyes, and looked at him lightly: "But you said, let me be your niece. I understand, this is a great thing. I said before that I want to be with you."
Silly words, they have indeed caused trouble to you."
She said calmly: "I won't say it again in the future."
"..." Cang Qiao looked at her quiet face, but felt empty in her heart, as if something was suffocating her.
Ming Lanruo gently pressed his hand on her chin and slowly opened his fingers one by one: "Master Qiantose, it hurts to have your face pinched like this. Please tell me next time."
Say, I'm listening."
At that moment, he was in a trance. The woman in front of him seemed so far away under his palm, gradually moving away.
An irritated scarlet color slowly appeared in the corners of his eyes. He held down Ming Lanruo with his backhand, pressed her between his chest and the pillow, and gritted his teeth——
"If you really want to be my only relative, you should stop having anything to do with your foreign husband and stay in Dongchang!"
Ming Lanruo seemed completely unaware of his ambiguous gesture of holding her down.
She just sighed: "You know this is impossible. Both the Crown Prince and King Qin want to take advantage of me. Just because you are nine thousand years old, uncle, and play an important role in who can become the next emperor, so they will definitely find me."
She paused and then analyzed: "And my father's stubborn old man will definitely be bewitched by the prince, and he hates you very much, so the more you don't let him do something, the more he will do something, sooner or later he will not be bewitched by the prince.
To be dragged into the water is to be dragged into the water by the King of Qin."
Finally, Ming Lanruo looked at him and smiled helplessly: "So, I can't always stay in Dongchang and let my father die, but I promise you, the prince and King Qin are nothing to me!"
The man in his arms was chattering like this, analyzing logically, rationally and calmly, and seemed to trust him wholeheartedly.
It seems that he is a relative she can rely on.
No one can get her, and she only believes in him. This is the best state he ever thought she could be in by his side, his only kiss, his only...
Just because he owed another woman two lives, he gave her a promise.
He didn't want to involve her in his dark and bloody future.
but......
Cang Qiao closed her eyes and forced herself to endure the anxiety and violence in her heart.
But why, he seems to be losing something very important...
That was something he wanted to get even at the risk of his own life.
"You... shut up and stop talking!" He took a low, hard breath, suddenly let go of her, stood up coldly, and walked out.
Looking at his cold and dignified back, there was a look of confusion and even loneliness.
Ming Lanruo closed her eyes indifferently and covered herself with the quilt.
