Beigong Tengxiao probably never thought that she would be so willful. He sighed in confusion and said: "Are you satisfied?"
Chu Jiaoli closed her eyes slightly, with a drunken blush on her cheeks. She smiled sweetly and said, "His Highness's back is so generous and warm. I have never been on His Highness's back before."
Beigong Tengxiao likes to hold her up and let her nestle in his arms, but he really doesn't have the habit of carrying her on his back.
He raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "You like it?"
Chu Jiaoli nodded with satisfaction: "Yes."
Beigong chuckled lightly and said: "If you like it, I will carry you on my back every day."
Chu Jiaoli rested her chin on his shoulder and said, "No one has ever carried me... When I was young, my father carried my second sister on his back. I was so envious..."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao's heart ached, and he pursed his thin lips slightly and said nothing.
"My mother carried me on her back, but she was so thin. I was always afraid of her falling, so I wouldn't let her carry her on her back just once." Chu Jiaoli's voice was soft, as if she was recalling the long past.
After a long time, she smiled and said: "I like His Highness's back. Such a generous back will never fall. Your Highness, you will not fall, right?"
Bei Gong Tengxiao swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "No, you can carry me on your back for as long as you want." He said solemnly, "I will take good care of you. Your missing father's love, I will carry you on my back as long as you want."
I will also make it up for you."
"Your Highness."
"Huh?"
"Only you are willing to pamper me. In this world, you are the only one who treats me wholeheartedly."
"Little fool, if I don't pamper you, who else will pamper you?"
"Your Highness, I am not good at all as a concubine."
"You are good everywhere."
That day, Beigong Tengxiao carried her on his back and walked around the huge Prince's Mansion. The quiet night was filled with the moonlight cast by the bright moon, making the years gentle.
So much so that Chu Jiaoli's eyes would always turn red whenever she recalled it.
In the mist-shrouded bathtub, Beigong Tengxiao personally used a handkerchief to wipe away the heavy smell of alcohol on her body. Occasionally, he heard a moaning voice coming from her dizzy body, saying: "You're still so restless when you're drunk." He let her go and soaked the handkerchief again from the bath. Suddenly a weight came from behind. Chu Jiaoli wrapped her arms around his neck and lay on his back clingingly.
"Your Highness, I miss you..." She murmured in a voice as coquettish as a kitten, her twinkling eyes facing the reflection of the lamp on the water waves.
"Humph, I thought you would come back home so late?" Beigong Tengxiao chuckled, with a half-joking blame in his tone, "You drank like this, let's see what you do tomorrow."
"I really... miss you so much..." Chu Jiaoli pouted and frowned, "What will I do if I leave you..."
Beigong Tengxiao turned around, held her face in his hands, and looked at her drunken appearance. This was the second time he saw her drunk and crazy.
With a mouth that looked extremely insecure and aggrieved, he bent down and kissed her lips. A refreshing aroma of wine came out, making him a little tipsy.
After the Xia incident, Chu Jiaoli was no longer as strong as she once was. She was like a child, desperately looking for someone to rely on who could protect her and give her something to rely on.
And this dependence is undoubtedly Beigong Tengxiao.
He gently leaned Chu Jiaoli's back against the edge of the bathtub, raised his hand to caress her slightly hot face, and said, "Li'er, what will happen to you if you leave me?"
"Ah?" Chu Jiaoli looked up at him, with a panicked look in her distracted eyes, hurriedly looking for his figure, so helpless and hesitant, she looked at him as ignorantly as a child, as if she was also there
Ask him what she should do.
Beigong Tengxiao suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She recalled her miserable childhood. Before she met him, she had almost never lived a good life. Until the day they first met, she escaped from other people's marriages and met him. Not to mention that he would be gone in the future, and she would drift in the wind like a rootless weed. If...if she had never met him, what kind of miserable life would she be living now...
There is no one in this world who needs him as much as she does. He is her heaven, her life, and her root on the earth.
He suddenly took her into his arms, held her tightly, lowered his head and said: "Li'er, I will not let you go alone."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli hugged his neck, smiled innocently, and said with inner joy: "Your Highness, as long as you are here, I will not be afraid of you wherever you go."<
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Beigong Tengxiao suddenly felt a bitterness in his throat, and immediately kissed her lips.
As smart as she is, she may be aware of his deal with the Yousheng Sect, but she doesn't say anything or asks anything. She has been spending time with him happily recently, without mentioning a single thing about Mo Wei. Perhaps
I have already been prepared to die.
Thinking of this, Beigong Tengxiao's eyes suddenly turned red. He was so selfish, thinking that he had arranged everything, but he should have thought of it earlier. She, who is delicate and thoughtful, knew that he was in danger, so why was she so optimistic? She cared.
It was never that external thing, it was him, Beigong Tengxiao.
After the kiss, Beigong Tengxiao looked down at Chu Jiaoli, his eyes extremely firm, and he sincerely promised: "Li'er, if I am alive, I will definitely live for you."
Chu Jiaoli seemed to be aware of it. A crystal tear slowly flashed in the corner of her smiling eyes, and slowly slid down her cheek. After stopping on her chin for a moment, with a "tick" sound, she fell into the water and was crushed.
His heart.
"Alive..." Chu Jiaoli murmured, then slowly closed her eyes and leaned into his arms.
The next day.
Waves of sobbing came from the Biluo Palace. Chu Jiaoli leaned in Beigong Tengxiao's arms, hugged his neck, and cried aggrievedly.
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and gently rubbed the acupuncture points on her head.
"Your Highness, it really hurts." Chu Jiaoli sobbed.
Beigong Tengxiao sighed helplessly and said: "Fortunately, I gave you some sobering soup yesterday. You are not a good drinker and you drank so much. If you don't feel sorry for me, who will?"
"I..." Chu Jiaoli pouted aggrievedly. She didn't expect that Chu Jiaoxing could drink so well. When she got into the mood, she wanted to show off her strength, but she never thought of harming herself.
Sobbing, "You make fun of me..."
"Okay, okay, don't smile." Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and tickled her nose, saying, "Why do you look like a child?"
Listening to his doting tone, Chu Jiaoli's face filled with a happy smile. She raised her head, leaned into Beigong Tengxiao's ear, and whispered as if whispering: "This is only true for His Highness." Beigong Tengxiao raised the corners of his lips, feeling very happy with this method. He stroked her long hair with his fingertips and said, "I can pamper you like a child for the rest of my life."
