Who?" The force came from behind, which frightened Song Qinghuan and turned his head away, unable to see anything with his back to the light.
The person has been taken to a hollowed-out rock cave.
Her back hit the cave wall so hard that she grinned her teeth in pain. Just as she was about to shout for help, a warm palm touched her mouth.
The man's urgent voice came from above his head, familiar yet unfamiliar: "It's me."
"Uncle Jiu?" Song Qinghuan shouted indistinctly as his mouth was covered.
The lips touched the palm, and a feeling of numbness spread all over the body. Xiao Ci grunted, quickly let go of her, and took two steps back.
"it's me."
Xiao Ci took two deep breaths, but his breathing became heavier and heavier, which seemed particularly abrupt in this empty cave.
Song Qinghuan also felt something was wrong, frowned slightly, and took a step forward: "Are you being plotted against?"
She took a step forward, and Xiao Ci immediately took a step back, as if avoiding a snake or a scorpion.
Before Xiao Ci could speak, Song Qinghuan became happy again. He curled his lips and smiled: "Uncle Jiu, you have such a reputation for being romantic, it's really strange that you still live like this."
Xiao Ci glared at Song Qinghuan, his eyes were red, but they were not serious at all, but rather more charming.
He leaned against the stone wall of the cave, pointed at Song Qinghuan and said: "You little thing can actually say sarcastic words. If my bestiality comes out in a while, you will probably have no place to cry."
Song Qinghuan was not afraid. If he really didn't care, he wouldn't endure the discomfort and gossip with him here.
Then he grinned and said, "Uncle Jiu, not only can I make sarcastic remarks, but I can also stand and talk without pain in my back."
As he spoke, he chuckled again: "You are a **** today. There are many girls from aristocratic families out there. Which one do you like? I will help you catch it. Live today, and tomorrow your Prince Rui's Mansion will have a new master."
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Xiao Ci was not sure whether this little girl was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.
A look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face,
"Really?" He stretched out his hand and pulled Song Qinghuan into his arms, his heavy breathing tickling her face.
He said: "I can't wait any longer and I don't want to choose. It's just you."
He is a martial arts practitioner, and his strength in his hands is not something that a woman like Song Qinghuan can break away from.
He held her soft and boneless hands, supported her waist with the other hand, and leaned forward, smelling faintly of alcohol.
Seeing that he was serious, Song Qinghuan was really startled, struggled a few times, and said angrily: "Xiao Ci, don't mess around. This is the palace. If something happens, we won't be able to walk around in trouble."
Outside the rockery, the sounds of pedestrians coming and going could be heard, but Song Qinghuan did not dare to make a loud noise.
Seeing that he was unmoved, he stomped on his toes with his heel and said hastily: "Uncle Ninth, Uncle Ninth, uh..."
The rest of the words were choked in her throat.
His lips, which smelled a bit of alcohol, were ice cold.
There were indescribable emotions flowing between his lips and teeth.
Xiao Ci said vaguely: "Qing Huan..."
Song Qinghuan didn't hear clearly. Although it wasn't the first time she and Xiao Ci had done this, it didn't mean she liked it.
The whole person was trapped in his arms and struggled for a long time, unable to escape, so she simply opened her mouth and bit his lips.
Xiao Ci groaned in pain, but he couldn't stop, and the strength in his hands became tighter and tighter.
Song Qinghuan relaxed until a few wisps of rusty taste came out of his mouth, and mumbled out: "Xiao Ci..."
It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Xiao Ci let go of Song Qinghuan and rested his forehead against hers, unable to hide his smile from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
There was still a trace of blood on his lips. He held it in his mouth and swallowed it before sighing: "Little wild cat."
Song Qinghuan completely lost his good temper. When his hands were free, he immediately took two steps back. As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed his neck, which was covered in blood.
Xiao Ci took a breath of pain, but he didn't show any signs of annoyance. He raised his brows to tease her: "You are a wild cat, but I like you very much."
As he spoke, he took another step forward, with stars in his eyes, but everyone was so frightened.
Song Qinghuan frowned and took two steps back. With a flash of his eyes, he took out the silver needle from his sleeve pocket and pricked several of Xiao Ci's acupuncture points.
What Xiao Ci is talking about are just those third-rate things. This thing is the worst, but it is not without explanation.
Song Qinghuan really couldn't say anything sarcastic at this moment. He looked at Xiao Ci's face through the light from the entrance of the cave while pulling out the needle and pricking it.
The speed of the hand is very fast.
Seeing the abnormal blush on Xiao Ci's face gradually fade away, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Ci also breathed a sigh of relief. While Song Qinghuan was retracting the needle, he fell into her arms and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although Xiao Ci looked weak and weak, he was actually very heavy. Song Qinghuan couldn't hold him up at all, and the two of them fell to the ground.
There was some blood on her dress, but she didn't care. She protected Xiao Ci's head and helped him sit up.
At this time, Xiao Ci seemed to have changed. His face was horribly pale, and his whole body was exhausted. He relied on Song Qinghuan for a long time to regain his breath.
Seeing that his expression was normal, Song Qinghuan pulled his hand again and pressed a few acupuncture points, causing him to wake up quickly.
But he said: "In the past, I looked like a powerful person, but now I'm asking people to plot against me in the palace. I'm afraid your job as a prince will be in vain."
Without waiting for Xiao Ci to speak, he added: "It's fortunate that you met me. Otherwise, it would be up to you to see how it would end."
Speaking of this, Song Qing burst into laughter and suddenly raised his head to look at Xiao Ci: "Who has plotted against you?"
How could such a coincidence happen? There was a banquet for girls from various families in the palace, but by chance, he ordered someone to buy such a dirty thing?
If something really happened, no matter whether he wanted to marry her or not, he would be brought to Prince Rui's palace.
Xiao Ci leaned back against the cave wall, lowered his eyes and said nothing. He only spoke after a while and said: "I can't stay long, please move faster."
Song Qinghuan raised her head and looked at him. Although her words were unclear, she also understood the meaning. She responded with a sigh of relief, and the strength in her hand increased a bit.
When Xiao Ci came out of the cave, he was not very agile. He was walking staggeringly while holding on to the rockery, and his eyes were mostly evasive.
After he walked far away, Song Qinghuan straightened his clothes and loosened his hair before leaving.
"Return to the Queen Mother, it's done."
Empress Dowager Jiang was half leaning on the hot couch, playing with a red coral bracelet. After hearing this, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at Aunt Gong standing in front of her. She curled her lips and said, "It's that girl."
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Aunt Gong's expression remained unchanged as she said, "It's the Song family member of the Marquis of Qibei."
"Is it her?" Empress Dowager Jiang sat up. Although she was surprised, she quickly dissipated and smiled softly: "I'm afraid this is God's will.
