To be honest, before tonight, Shuqi had always thought that the extremely thin young lady, like all the ladies in the boudoir, was a weak flower that could only be held in one's arms and loved, except for that outstanding face.
Apart from his good looks and good temper, he didn't find anything good about Sikong Qingying, but until this moment, he had to admit his former master's vision.
Sikong Qingying is indeed good. Even though she is a woman, she has the courage to take responsibility and does not shirk her responsibilities.
She looks weak, but she is actually strong. Look at Yin Ziheng's fierceness tonight. Let alone a girl like Sikong Qingying, even a man would not be able to help but beg for mercy. But Sikong Qingying, except for the sound he accidentally made at the beginning
After that, there was no more sound.
Shuqi has never seen Sikong Qingying's smile. According to Yin Zili, it can infect people and make people feel happy. He doesn't know how much connotation Sikong Qingying has, but he feels that she is just such a tough woman.
, it is already worthy of people’s love.
If taking care of Sikong Qingying was his responsibility and gratitude to his former master in the past, at this moment, he was willing to regard Sikong Qingying as his master, and he would risk everything to protect his master... even if
Even if he loses his life, he will not hesitate to do so. The second young master can do this without regrets, let alone his despicable life.
He crawled over carefully and put his hands on the ground, as if holding up the sky on Sikong Qingying's body. He looked up at Yin Ziheng with a firm face: "General, it is not a pity for a villain to die, please let the young lady go!"
What he responded to was a whip whipped hard on him.
"Are you even confused by her appearance?" Yin Ziheng's voice was hoarse and rough, and even more sinister. His scarlet eyes fell on him, and the strength of his hand couldn't help but become a little more cruel: "This appearance is covered with
How good is this innocent guy at putting on a show? He confused Zi Li and you!"
The whip fell on Shu Qi. Shu Qi took a breath and thought to himself, this whip really hurts.
He recognized Sikong Qingying's existence, but he only regarded him as his master and didn't have any charming thoughts. He didn't know why Yin Ziheng said this.
Just as he was about to explain, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open.
"Enough!"
Uncle Fu's old voice was calm and full of majesty. He even stepped forward, reached out and snatched the whip from Yin Ziheng's hand. Yin Ziheng immediately exploded and snatched it away with his backhand, and the two started fighting back and forth.
Jiang is still old and spicy, and Yin Ziheng was actually restrained by Uncle Fu.
"Young Master, it's time for you to wake up." Uncle Fu's voice was heavy. After saying these words, he also threw the whip in his hand to Yin Ziheng: "Look, after you beat her for so long, did she say anything?
I didn’t say half a word, but did I have the slightest intention of begging you for mercy? If you don’t believe her, you should also believe Zi Li’s vision.”
After saying that, he stood up holding the book flag and held the fainted Sikong Qingying in his arms.
"Many things are not as simple as they appear on the surface. If what happened today is a misunderstanding, how will you end it?" After leaving the last sentence, Fu Bo slowly left with Sikong Qingying in his arms.
All that was left was the ethereal figure of Yin Ziheng, who looked a little lost and silent for a long time...
[Sorry, I have something to do today, so I am late in posting... However, no matter what, I will keep updating two chapters a day, (^o^)~]