The guards had already come over to pull them apart and restrain them respectively.
When the bedroom became quiet again, Singer Yeluqing pointed at his knees and looked at the figure reflected in the dressing mirror in silence. The little hand that had been soothing and rubbing on his back tightened the knot and let out a long breath.
"Okay." The girl patted Yelu Qingge's bronzed spine as if nothing was wrong, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that the tattoo and the eagle glasses have been dug out!"
His expression was still cold, but with one move of his hand, he took her into his arms. "Do you still have some fun?"
The black eyes are deep and tender.
Her expression softened a lot, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she slowly lay in his arms, wrapping her arms around his chest and abdomen. "Yelü Qingge, don't kill anyone again for me."
When the words came out, not only did Yelu Qingge find it sudden, Su Qin also suddenly turned her face in despair, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.
"I don't need your pity." Su Qin didn't appreciate it.
Yelu Qingge reached out and held Mei Liangchen's chin, raised it, and met his eyes. "Just because she leaked your life experience to the emperor, it wouldn't be a pity to die ten thousand times!"
She frowned and replied, "I'm just a washed-up princess from Helan Kingdom. Can the emperor kill me if he finds out?" She didn't believe that the emperor would have trouble with the King of the North over an insignificant island princess.
"Tsk..." Su Qin snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "The emperor is naturally reluctant to kill you, but it is impossible for you to stay with the general." There is no emperor who does not covet the possession of Princess Helan Kingdom.
If Emperor Yongkang had no ambitions, how could he rely on the army of the Northern King to quell the rebellion and ascend the throne?
"Say one more word and I will cut out your tongue, Su Qin!" Yelu Qingge's expression suddenly turned cold, and the atmosphere in the bedroom became tense again.
Su Qin was determined to die now that she knew today. She stared closely at Yelu Qingge and the woman he cared for with all his heart, with a sad look on her face. "My lord wants to protect her from the wind and rain in the world, but if even the lord is also
How will you protect her when the wind and rain flood her?" Her eyes gradually filled with water stains. "My lord, can you listen to my last words..."
Yelu Qingge looked at her, lowered his eagle eyes and said, "Speak."
"I really like you. Although I couldn't help but have a baby when I entered the house, and even killed our child because of it, Su Qin still loves you deeply..." Crystal tears fell down her cheeks, which were already so beautiful.
Su Qin, who is not like an ordinary girl, has a more pitiful attitude, which is extremely attractive... "Sir, you have to believe
I don’t mean any harm to you... I just hate the enemy who took away the child’s life so much, and I hate Meengiya who took away your lord’s favor... My lord... Su Qin made a mistake, and death is not a pity, but
Before I die, I beg you to leave Meenjia... She is an ominous person, and the treasure she possesses will harm you! Your Excellency..."
"Stop talking nonsense, someone will pull Sarilang Suqin down and chop it up!" Yelu Qingge was furious.
The wolf-like sergeant grabbed Su Qin's delicate arms, dragged her to the ground, and prepared to take her away.
"Wait a minute!" Mei Liangchen struggled to break away from Yelu Qingge, walked to Su Qin, stopped, stared at the embarrassed and desolate woman in front of him, and after a while, asked softly: "Su Qin, if I believe you, will you give up?"
To like a man who doesn’t love you?”
Su Qin's tears rolled down her face. She bit her lips and her voice trembled like leaves in a storm. "Kill if you want... I, Su Qin, don't need you to act like a good person!"
Mei Liangchen raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a good person, I just can't bear to see a stupid woman like you in the world!"
Su Qin bit her lip and closed her eyes, refusing to look at her.
"Do you know that it is the stupidest thing to do to throw away your most precious life for a man who doesn't love you at all? How old are you? Twenty? Twenty-two? In short, you can't be more than twenty-five years old! Su Qin, do this
If you live at a seventy-year-old age, you will still have decades of good times, so why not forget him and start a new life?"
"New life?" Su Qin had never heard such an unorthodox argument. She didn't even quite understand what her enemy meant by a new life.
"The meaning of a new life is that from today on, you, Sarilang Suqin, are free. Whether it is your body or your mind, you are free. You can leave the palace and live the life you want, even if you don't have a wealthy environment.
, you can survive on your own without the care of servants. Are you willing to live that kind of life?" Is it so difficult to just treat a wrong marriage and start over with divorce?
Her whims did not impress Su Qin, but made Yelu Qingge dissatisfied.
Does this ghost girl want to instigate Su Qin to rebel?
"Maine, don't mess around." Yelu Qingge put on her robe and came over to take her away.
"I'm not messing around!" Her persuasion failed, and she couldn't hold her breath. She opened Yelu Qingge's arm with her hand and wanted to hold Su Qin to talk in detail. How could Yelu Qingge let her talk nonsense and waste time? He caught her with his backhand.
She picked her up with her slender waist and ordered the sergeant: "Take Sarilang Suqin into the dungeon and punish him on another day!"
"Yelü Qingge, you really want to kill her!" How could Su Qin's delicate body endure the dark and damp dungeon.
"If you talk more, I'll even lock you in!" His endurance has reached its limit. If she pleads for Su Qin again, he won't be able to do anything that he will regret.
Su Qin collapsed to the ground and was pulled away by the sergeant.
Qiao Xin outside the house was crying endlessly, "Master General... please spare the little master! The little master did not murder the master, it was all the fault of the master's tribe... Ah... the little master... Meengiya
, you killed the little master, you will not die a good death! I curse you to suffer retribution in the future and never be happy...ah..."
Screams filled the quiet and elegant Qinyuan.
The enraged general looked at Qiaoxin, who was screaming repeatedly and holding his heart rolling on the ground, his face as gloomy as the dark night.
"Pull out the tongue of this wretched maid, throw her into the dungeon and imprison her together!"