The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Pan Shu put down her chopsticks calmly.

She stood up and said, "I'm going for a walk. Don't follow any of you."

Upon hearing this, the four men immediately suppressed the urge to follow him, and each one acted more reserved than the other.

"Okay, Shushu, let's go."

Pan Shu left without looking back.

All four men at the table suddenly showed their evil faces.

The first target of their attack was He Qing.

At the dinner table just now, Fu Ce and others could see clearly that the little girl was special to He Qing.

Fuce didn't think He Qing could pose any threat.

After the incident in Huanghai, He Qing was completely reduced to an unconscious medicine man after 49 days in Qiqi, and he was not far away from death.

Moreover, it is too easy to defeat him.

After all, his goal of approaching her in the first place was not innocent, was it?

It's just that Fuce didn't want to make her sad.

and so.

He suppressed the desire that was constantly clamoring in his mind. Only when He Qing died could he stand by her side legitimately.

In this way, the little girl will not hold a grudge against him.

Mo Dan obviously had the same idea.

Di Shijun didn't think that deeply. He was still torn in his heart. He couldn't help but care about her betrayal of him on their wedding day, but he couldn't restrain his instinct to still love her.

He was laughing at himself for being mean.

So many women rushed to get into his bed.

Why did he fall in love with a cold-hearted woman who had betrayed him?

Not even half a stick of incense.

Mo Dan stood up and walked out.

He Qing's palm was facing up, and a jade bone fan was placed in front of Mo Dan's eyes, "Where is the devil going?"

Mo Dan lied with his face not red and his heart not beating: "I remembered that there are still some official matters in the Demon Palace that have not been dealt with."

"Is it."

He Qing suddenly understood and nodded, "The Demon God is indeed a busy man."

"It turns out you didn't want to secretly find Shushu behind our backs... It's just my intention to be a villain."

He Qing curled his thin lips.

Emperor Shijun and Fu Ce immediately looked at Mo Dan.

There is no doubt that as long as Mo Dan dares to take another step forward, there will be a fight today.

But Mo Dan was always afraid that he would leave a bad impression in Pan Shu's mind. He had reason and full suspicion that whenever he got involved with these shameless men, they would definitely add fuel to the fire and throw the blame on him. !

Mo Dan took a deep breath.

Didn't sit back either.

He just stood in front of the window with a distant expression.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, He Qing took back his fan and ate his tea slowly and elegantly.

Good location by the window.

On the bustling street outside, the shouts of vendors, the hurried pedestrians, the gentry and nobles walking together... can all be seen at a glance.

Suddenly.

Fuce's eyes narrowed.

Apparently, several other men saw it too.

Suddenly, each of his faces looked uglier than the last!One is gloomier than the other!

In an instant, no one could be seen on the second floor.

Pan Shu didn't expect to meet the young scholar here.

He was wearing a lavender court dress with crane patterns, and was followed by several senior officials with compliments on their faces. The scholar had a bit of sharpness and elusiveness that was steeped in the ups and downs of officialdom.

I only saw Pan Shu.

Those mirage-like pupils were filled with gentle ripples.

"Miss Banshu."

The senior officials were shocked in place by Pan Shu's appearance and fell silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the scholar glanced at them displeasedly that the senior official woke up from a dream and tried his best to maintain his composure.

I thought to myself: No wonder Mr. Lin has not accepted the infatuation of His Highness the Princess for so many years. It turns out that Mr. Lin already has a stunning beauty like a fairy in his heart...

Pan Shu looked at him in surprise, and the dragon's breath on his body became stronger.

There is a hint of proclaiming himself emperor.

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

She is holding a ceramic doll in her hand.

Pretty ugly.

But she drew it herself.

The paint accidentally touched on my fingertips has not yet been wiped off.

The scholar gently handed a clean white handkerchief to her eyes: "Do you want to wipe it?"

Pan Shu laughed softly and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

She thought for a while and gave him the ugly ceramic doll, "Do you want it? This is for you."

"Did you draw it yourself?"

"Ah."

"Thank you."

The scholar curled his lips.

"Womanly."

Several nice men's voices with different styles overlapped together.

Pan Shu turned back.

The four handsome and outstanding men were either evil, cool, romantic, or lazy, with the same smiles on their faces, "Come here quickly."

The scholar took a look, and he could recognize Emperor Shijun and Fuce.

He knew in his heart that he was not worthy of Pan Shu.

The scholar never expects anything extravagantly. Being able to see her today is enough for him to be happy for a long time.

"They are looking for you, go back."

"it is good."

The scholar squeezed the porcelain doll tightly in silence, his palms stained with traces of dye that had not completely dried on the porcelain doll. His deep eyes revealed a fragility that could break if poked.

She slowly walked away.

The scholar slowly withdrew his gaze until he could no longer see it, and protected the ceramic doll with great care.

The senior officials behind were simply stunned.

It's over, they seem to know your secret...

Will he be killed and silenced by adults? ? !

Waiting online, very anxious!

"Go back, He Qing, I'm tired." Pan Shu looked a little wilted and had no energy.

He Qing was afraid that she was not feeling well, so he looked straighter and said, "Okay, we'll go back now."

The girl didn't even care that there was a man next to her.

She lay lazily in He Qing's arms as if she were boneless.

Emperor Shijun and others felt sour that they were bubbling in their hearts.

He Qing was as happy as setting off fireworks.

After walking a few steps, the smile on his face had not completely faded away. In the eyes of the other three men, wasn't this just a naked show off?

Every fist became hard.

He Qing smiled: "Are you sure you want to follow me?"

"Why can't you follow?"

Emperor Shijun met Pan Shu today, and he was determined not to let her go easily.

He always thought that there was still an unsettled debt between him and Pan Shu.

As long as this account of love, hate, life and death is not settled in one day.

This would give him one more reason to be entangled with her.

Even if this continues until death.

Mo Dan and Fu Ce already knew where He Qing lived, and it didn't matter whether he drove them away or not. Anyway, their legs were on their bodies, and He Qing had no control over where they wanted to go.

Back to the house.

He Qing had no time to take care of them.

After sending Pan Shu back to the room and checking his pulse, his expression changed slightly.

Pan Shu smiled and curled her lips: "What's wrong? My expression is so solemn. It feels like I don't have long to live and am about to die."

"Freeze said."

He Qing reluctantly curled his lips.

"You haven't drank today's medicine yet, I'll bring it to you."

"Where are Chunqin and the others?" Pan Shu asked.

"I was sent away."

In the few days he had left, he just wanted to be alone with her, and he didn't like anyone else to take away her sight and attention at all, no matter who it was.

Pan Shu didn't ask any further questions.

He Qing was not surprised. He bent down to tuck the quilt for her, then gently opened the door and went out.

The moment the door closed.

He Qing covered his heart.

He spit out a large mouthful of thick black blood.

shocking.