The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

In the Tianzi private room on the second floor of Qiqun Pavilion, Tang Jiao opened the door and saw Lu Changze sitting by the window, staring at her with a smile.

Inexplicably, her cheeks turned red, and she moved lightly to sit opposite him.

"Why so early?"

"Nothing to do."

Lu Changze picked up the teacup and poured tea for her, and also pushed a small plate of peeled melon seeds and meat in front of her eyes.

He heard that girls like to eat melon seeds, so he peeled a small plate when he arrived early.

Tang Jiao looked at the tender white flesh of melon seeds, her brows filled with joy, and she picked it up and gnawed it without any pretense.

She would be stupid not to marry such a good man.

Thinking of the person she saw just now, Tang Jiao said, "I seemed to have seen Aunt Ying down there just now."

Lu Changze knew about this aunt, so he picked up the melon seeds next to him and continued to peel them: "Leave it to me, and I will ask someone to find out where she is."

Lu Changze was very happy that she relied on him so much, and his cold expression turned to tenderness.

One peeled and the other ate, getting along harmoniously and warmly, as if a sense of peace and tranquility filled Tang Jiao's heart.

Who would have thought that the Duke of Zhenguo, who was famous for his cruelty throughout the capital, would one day be willing to peel melon seeds for a woman and even make up little animals for her to play with.

Tang Jiao looked at the street below, raised her head and wanted to talk to the person opposite, but found that it was empty.

What about people?

While thinking, he fell into a warm embrace, raised his eyes and met a pair of cold and domineering eyes.

Lu Changze didn't know when he sat next to her, hugging her and looking at the street below, his eyes shining brightly: "When I was a child, I was most afraid of the dark night."

Every night, he could always think of the hellish darkness, and the suffocation was like a ribbon tightly strangling his throat, making him unable to breathe.

But when I think of being able to go to the night market with Jiaoer, I am afraid to retreat like a tide.

Tang Jiao felt extremely distressed and patted his arm gently, coaxing softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we don't know how to break the game, so we will enter the game first. You are afraid of the dark night, I will take you to visit often in the future, let's let the good memories replace the bad ones. Crush and float away."

"Yes." Lu Changze hugged her tightly from behind and buried his head in the back of her neck: "There is always a feeling of violence in my heart. I worked hard to suppress it until I saw you."

The light fragrance entered his nose, and the skin under his lips was smooth and delicate. Lu Changze couldn't help himself, biting his canine teeth lightly, causing the person in his arms to moan.

"Lu Changze."

"Call me Fu Shang, Fu Shang is my name."

"Fu Shang."

The hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck, numbing it so much that Tang Jiao almost moaned, her hands helplessly grasping his wrist.

Lu Changze suppressed his impulse and slowly let go of her. He put his hand on her messy bun and picked off a pink velvet flower to play with.

Tang Jiao's face turned red and she retreated to the window, glaring at him but not daring to snatch the velvet flower from his hand.

Dog man, I really want to give him a red sword.

After dinner, it was getting dark, and Lu Changze held her hand and walked out of Qiqun Pavilion.

In the private room three rooms away, Zhou Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard the guard's words: "She is Lu Changze's fiancée, isn't she the granddaughter of Duke Xinguo?"

The guard bowed respectfully: "That's right."

Zhou Zhen rubbed his fingers lightly, with a teasing smile on his lips: "How can that bastard Lu Changze be qualified to have such a beauty?"

The guards did not dare to say anything after hearing this and stood respectfully behind him.

The street was brightly lit, and Tang Jiao took the initiative to hold Lu Changze's hand, looking at the colored lights ahead.

Holding a soft, boneless hand in his generous palm, Lu Changze's cold heart was surrounded by warmth, and the look on his face was full of tenderness.

"Come to the front."

Tang Jiao pulled him forward and turned into an alley.

"No one is allowed in."

After giving up this order, the two of them were drowned in darkness.

Zixiang and Heizhu looked at each other and finally stood outside the alley waiting quietly.

The moment Tang Jiao entered the alley, she felt the hand she was holding trembling slightly. She turned around and pushed Lu Changze to the wall, burying her in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She wanted to help him overcome his fear of the dark and let him come out of it completely.

Lu Changze felt short of breath. The moment he was surrounded by darkness, the suffocation made him become manic and violent, and he instinctively hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"Jiao'er."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Tang Jiao raised her head, kissed his slightly cold lips with her warm lips, and sucked gently.

Lu Changze seemed to embed her into his bones and blood, hugging her tightly, turning around and pressing her against the wall, frantically picking at her sweetness.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Jiao gasped and pushed him away. Their breaths intertwined in the darkness, and countless ambiguities lingered.

"Are you still scared?"

"Some."

The hoarse voice had a warm reverberation, like a demon tempting sin in the dark, and it was a bit charming.

Tang Jiao touched his resolute chin and smiled: "I will fill your darkness with sweetness, and let the hurt go to hell."

Her lying chest rose and fell slightly. Lu Changze pressed his forehead lovingly against hers and touched her slim waist with his hand: "It all depends on Jiao'er."

The two of them sat there for a while before Tang Jiao pulled Lu Changze out of the alley.

Heizhu and Zixiang quickly stepped forward and helped the two masters to dust off their backs in a tacit understanding.

The ambiguous looks from passers-by made Tang Jiao blush furiously, and Fang remembered how violent her actions just now were.

Several people picked up their cloaks and tied them around their masters, then followed closely behind them.

Lu Changze held her hand in a happy mood, and his voice was a bit seductive: "My illness has troubled Jiao'er."

His scorching gaze made Tang Jiao feel ashamed and she turned her head not to look at him. There happened to be a stall selling roasted chestnuts next to her, so she strode over.

Seeing that she liked it, Lu Changze motioned to Heizhu to give her money and bought a small bag.

He reached out and took out a piece of cake, peeled off the shell and handed the pulp to her mouth.

Tang Jiao covered her mouth with her sleeve and bit down. The glutinous chestnut meat was still sweet, it must have been fried with honey.

I saw her chewing it up in small bites, like a little mouse, it was so cute.

Several children ran up ahead and were about to bump into her. Lu Changze hurriedly grabbed her waist and brought her to the side.

Tang Jiao put the chestnuts back into the oil bag and glanced back: "Someone is following us from behind."

Since cultivating her spiritual power, her senses have become several times more sensitive than before, and she has been following him since she came out of Qiqun Pavilion.

Lu Changze curled his fingers and gently scratched her straight nose, with a smile in his eyes: "Jiao'er is so amazing."

"That's natural. I will be stronger and protect you in the future."

Lu Changze felt warm in his heart: "Okay, I'll wait for Jiao'er to protect me."

Tang Jiao thought he didn't believe it, so she raised her eyebrows and said loudly: "My sword skills are getting better and better now. Do you want to try it with you tomorrow?"

"it is good."

In this way, he can see her again tomorrow.

Holding her hand, Lu Changze said: "Don't worry, someone will handle it later."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao saw the lanterns in front of her and pulled him there.

Watching her running, the ink blowing up his cheek, Lu Changze felt for the first time in his life that the night was so wonderful.

They played until almost midnight before returning home. The guard opened the door and was very surprised to see Tang Jiao.

Lu Changze saw her enter with his own eyes, then turned around and got on his horse, returning to the Duke's Mansion in a happy mood.