Ming Lanruo got a chance to breathe and continued to shout: "Really, cough... you believe me, I can cure it, and I haven't told anyone that you are not a real eunuch!"
The man's hand that was holding his throat completely released.
Ming Lanruo breathed heavily, covered in cold sweat, and she realized clearly again -
Cang Qiao is different from her previous life, where he was unwilling to hurt her at all.
Why on earth did he change?
"Tell me, what else do you know?" Cang Qiao looked at her condescendingly.
Ming Lanruo lowered his head and said calmly: "No, my mother told me to risk my life to keep the secret. One day, maybe I can save my own life by doing this."
Although it is true except for the first sentence that it can cure his disease, the other words are all made up by her.
But it was obvious that Cang Qiao would only let her live to finish her story in the name of her mother.
Cang Qiao turned to look at her, his dark eyes shrouded in a cold light: "Only the dead can keep secrets."
Ming Lanruo looked serious: "Isn't it a pity that a dead person can't treat you?"
Cang Qiao: "..."
Ming Lanruo: "..."
The two stared at each other for a while, and Cang Qiao suddenly raised his head and smiled wildly: "Hahahaha..."
His cold and beautiful Shura face, the cold snow has just melted, turning into spring flowers and autumn moon.
But this laughter was extremely cold.
Ming Lanruo sighed: "Cang Qiao... it doesn't look good when you smile like that, it's so gloomy."
Like a pervert.
Cang Qiao stopped smiling and narrowed his eyes to look at her: "Princess Mourning, you really don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything."
Ming Lanruo was a little embarrassed, she bent her eyes and said, "Yes, I'm sorry that I always bother you. Isn't it that life in the palace is too difficult?"
Cang Qiao looked at her generous look, her teeth itching: "Ha..."
In the past, this girl was cold and reserved, looked down upon him, and never wanted to get close to him.
But her "pleasant" look now made him want to strangle her even more!
He looked at the soldering iron in his hand casually: "I will give you this opportunity. If you can't cure it..."
Ming Lanruo swore: "If I can't cure it, I will be struck by lightning and die without a burial place!!"
Cang Qiao threw the soldering iron into the stove and said in an understated tone: "It's no use. If it can't be cured, you can go into the East Factory and serve me to warm my bed."
Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Okay!"
Bed warmer? Does he have the ability to make a woman warm her bed?
In the air full of the smell of blood, the little woman in front of him smiled in a flattering and well-behaved way, but Cang Qiao could read the anger and provocation in her eyes.
There was still a hint of charm in that provocation, and a dark flame of desire flashed in Cang Qiao's eyes.
His eyes fell on her slender neck, where... there were finger marks that he had pinched out.
The bright red finger marks on her snow-white skin were shocking, but they were the marks he left on her body...
He likes the traces of him on her body.
This shameless and dark thought made him lick the corners of his dry lips, suddenly raised his hand and stroked the mark on her neck, and asked hoarsely: "Does it hurt?"
Ming Lanruo felt that Cang Qiao's tone had become gentler, and she said calmly: "It's okay, can you put me down?"
Cang Qiao paused, then raised his hand to unlock the chain that locked her.
Ming Lanruo breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her wrists, and stepped off the torture rack.
But Cang Qiao didn't move away. As soon as she stepped down, she almost ran into his arms.
"Well..." She instinctively wanted to take a step back.
But the next moment, Cang Qiao's slender arms suddenly grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into her arms.
Ming Lanruo's whole body pressed tightly against his body.
Her entire face immediately flushed red, and her whole body froze in his arms: "Cang Qiao..."
"I have lost a lot of weight in these years." Cang Qiao's fingers wandered carelessly on her slender waist, as if measuring something.
Ming Lanruo became even more absent-minded: "Well...I'm tired!"
The main reason is that Xiao Xi is too capable of getting into trouble. Only by keeping an eye on him every day can he avoid that strange little milk cat from maiming the servants who call him a bastard.
How can she not be tired when she takes care of a child, raises herbs, and has to guard against the spies in the palace who are spying on her?
Cang Qiao sneered lightly and said meaningfully: "But you have grown up."
Ming Lanruo blushed for a moment, wondering what he meant by growing up.
"Well, it's been a long time..." She tried hard to change the topic.
It was so intimate... She could even feel the undulating texture of his strong chest and the tightness of his waist and abdomen through his clothes.
Cang Qiao seemed not to notice the stiffness of the little woman in his arms, and only played with the ends of her hair: "Since you are having a hard time, why don't you come and beg me."
He lowered his head and took a deep breath in her hair, his eyes cold and charming.
Ming Lanruo closed her eyes. The cold and aggressive ashes of smoke on his body made her whole body weak and her breathing trembled.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips: "Didn't I just come to beg you, Lord Governor?"
It was obviously him who gave her to a dead man to be his princess, and even refused to see her before she entered the palace.
Just to make her suffer and torture her, but he made it sound as if she didn't want to see him.
If Agu hadn't stuffed her with money at the last minute, she would have adapted to the situation and managed to keep Xiao Xi alive until now!
Cang Qiao looked at her gentle and gentle appearance, no different from other people trying to please him, but he didn't know why he felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.
He didn't want to see the hypocrisy of her small flattery, but would rather see her shouting at him openly on the street just now.
He suddenly let go of his hand, turned back to the Eight Immortals Chair and sat down gracefully: "I didn't know you had medical skills."
Ming Lanruo considered it carefully and said, "Aunt Agu, who used to be by my side, was originally a great witch doctor from the Miao border brought back by my grandfather, so I learned some medical skills from her."
In her previous life, in order to help King Qin at critical moments, she had been secretly begging her grandma to teach her medical skills.
In these years of rebirth, I have also relied on my medical skills to survive the death of childbirth and make a living.
Cang Qiao suddenly turned gloomy and sneered: "Really? You are quite thoughtful. How do you plan to treat me?"
Ming Lanruo felt strangely angry again for some reason after hearing his originally gentle tone.
She felt annoyed and aggrieved in her heart, and she was not in the mood to speculate on his thoughts.
She smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Chitose, to go to Chunxiang Pavilion in a few days. I'll bring everything to see you there."
Cang Qiao stopped holding the tea, raised her head and stared at her: "Where did you say?"
Ming Lanruo smiled brightly: "Chunxiang Pavilion, I will receive guests there in a few days. If you want to be my guest, Granny Zhang will definitely give you a free meal."
Looking at Cang Qiao's cold and pale face, she deliberately pronounced the word "benefactor" in a frivolous and mocking way.
She was betting that if he still had her in his heart, then he would never allow other men to touch her! This chapter has been completed!
