"Oh, Your Highness the King of Qin is really in a good mood. My mother is on the hospital bed with her life and death uncertain, yet here you are touching my niece!" A gloomy and sharp voice suddenly sounded.
Shangguan Hongye was startled and looked up at the tall man standing in the dark shadows. He was covered in sinister flames and looked at him coldly like a bloodthirsty Shura.
Ming Lanruo was suddenly pulled behind him by Cang Qiao.
The strength with which he squeezed her hand was clearly suppressing his anger.
She suddenly felt helpless, and uneasily held Cang Qiao's hand with her backhand, and said softly: "Cang Qiao, it's not what you see..."
"Shut up, how unbecoming is it for a widowed person to hook up with a foreign man in a crowded place? You don't think you've caused enough trouble?!"
Cang Qiao's cold voice rang out with anger.
Ming Lanruo froze, suppressing her anger, pursed her lips and said nothing. This man was angry now, so it was better not to offend him.
Otherwise, he would go crazy in a moment. She had seen his methods before.
The surrounding maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground: "Master Qiantose, please calm down."
Shangguan Hongye also reluctantly sat up: "Master Qiansui, you misunderstood. I just have something to discuss with Princess Mourning. There are some things that are not convenient for others to hear..."
Cang Qiao bent down and looked at him with anger: "The King of Qin doesn't have to discuss anything with her anymore. She is my person. If you have something to discuss with me, next time... I
It will no longer be tolerated.”
Cang Qiao paused, then suddenly raised his hand and put it on Shangguan Hongye's shoulder.
He lowered his head with a half-smile but said sinisterly: "I have told you that I admire the physique and appearance of King Qin very much. Good boy, if you want to show off that girl Ming Lanruo, why don't you come here and sweep the couch?"
To wait?"
The scarlet python robe on Cang Qiao made the evil spirit on his body look bloody and violent.
Shangguan Hongye was stiff all over, with cold sweat all over his forehead. He gritted his teeth with a pale face and did not dare to make a sound. His whole body was so stiff that he did not dare to move.
Cang Qiao sneered disdainfully: "Trash."
With that said, he stood up and forced Ming Lanruo to turn around and leave.
He and his father-in-law shook the dust and glanced gloomily at the maids and eunuchs present: "Whoever tells today's events will have his neck wiped, so that you don't have to try the torture of the Shenxing Division. Our family
It’s a lot of trouble, you know?”
All the palace people kowtowed tremblingly: "Yes, and the chief steward."
Shangguan Hongye clenched his fists in humiliation, veins on his forehead were exposed, and his lowered eyes were full of hatred——
Cang Qiao, a humble eunuch, the day I ascend the throne will be the time to eradicate the eunuchs!
Ming Lanruo was dragged all the way through the palace by Cang Qiao.
He didn't say anything, he just pulled her forward coldly.
Ming Lanruo was dragged so hard that she staggered and gasped for breath. She didn't know where she had gone. Even the eunuchs who had followed them didn't know where they had gone.
She finally couldn't help but pull her hand away: "Cang Qiao, that's enough!"
Cang Qiao paused, turned around and looked at her coldly with a pair of dark phoenix eyes, but said nothing.
Ming Lanruo held her aching wrist and felt uncomfortable under his dark and sharp gaze.
I don’t know how much he saw or whether he misunderstood something.
The first time he saw Shangguan Hongye harassing her, he went crazy later.
She gritted her teeth and said, "I told you that it's not what you see. He's just being crazy and talking to himself. When I heard what he said, I just thought it was ridiculous. Can you believe me once? Don't be so impatient all the time.
Losing your temper?"
She didn't even know why she wanted to coax Cang Qiao.
Can......
"I believe it." He suddenly said coldly.
"Shangguan Hongye doesn't know what he's thinking...what...what did you just say?" Ming Lanruo raised her eyes in disbelief.
Cang Qiao looked at her steadily: "I said, I believe it."
Ming Lanruo didn't know what to say for a moment, she just looked at the person in front of her blankly, her mood ups and downs.
Does he really...believe her?
Cang Qiao walked over slowly and looked down at her, her dark eyes as deep as the starry night: "Why, are you stupid? Could it be that you have done something to disgrace our family?"
His behavior made Ming Lanruo very uncomfortable and she turned her face away angrily: "I don't know what you are talking about. Trust me, why did you say those things that humiliated me just now?"
She turned around and wanted to leave, but the next moment, she was pulled back by a pair of long arms behind her and held in her arms.
Cang Qiao's embrace was broad and warm, and the fragrance of agarwood filled the cold air.
It started to snow again in the sky, and the fine cold snowflakes fell on her delicate ears together with his hot breath.
The strange numbness he gave her spread along her sensitive earlobes and climbed into her blood vessels and every part of her body.
She instinctively raised her hand to clasp his arm nervously, but she heard his magnetic voice in her ear: "Ming Lanruo, you are mine. Whoever dares to touch you will always make them die miserably."
miserable."
He usually speaks coldly, but this time he is extremely gentle, like whispering love words - love words that make people's hair stand on end.
Ming Lanruo looked at the cold, dark and deserted palace passage, and the people behind her were like endless shadows, making it impossible for her to escape from the night.
She lowered her eyes and said softly: "If you believe in me, why are you like this, Cang Qiao?"
"Yes, I believe it, but I will still be angry." He laughed softly.
He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and his scarlet lips, full of desire and tenderness, fell on the exposed snow-white neck of the person in his arms.
Ming Lanruo: "......"
For some reason, in this dark and cold night, she couldn't even see the way ahead clearly, but she didn't want to reject the almost hot and affectionate frivolity behind her.
She felt his lips slowly go down from the back of her neck, tearing open her collar.
The snowflakes fell on her bare skin, and the gentleness was so sultry.
Was she crazy? She actually wanted to be embraced by him after surviving a life-and-death fight in the Queen's Palace just now.
Even though she knew that he was still just a "eunuch", she became obsessed with the feeling of his breath passing over her skin threateningly.
She closed her eyes hard and finally said in a trembling voice: "Cang Qiao...I'm cold, let's...go back, tomorrow...I have a lot of things to do tomorrow."
It shouldn't be, it wasn't as promised, she shouldn't have expectations for any man, even him.
