Crazy criticizes the villain for sticking to his upper body, but the host says he is too naked

Prince Jing's Mansion.

A man in night clothes jumped in from outside the wall and saw Murong Peiyao, who was drinking by the window.

"What's wrong with you?" the man asked.

Murong Peiyao's eyes flashed when she saw the person coming. She raised her head and looked at the sky forty-five degrees, and said melancholy: "Didn't you leave? What are you doing back here?"

The man hesitated for a moment and replied, "Repay the favor."

He was seriously injured while on a mission and might have died if she hadn't rescued him.

Hearing these two words, Murong Peiyao felt guilty for a moment, and she said affectionately: "Wushang, am I the only one who can save your life in your heart?"

Hua Wushang pursed her lips, and there was a hint of confusion on her expressionless face.

Murong Peiyao continued: "Shouldn't the favor of saving my life be given in exchange for my life? After we have been together for so long, I thought you had feelings for me, but I didn't expect..."

"In this case, you don't have to come to me anymore. I don't need your repayment. It's just a little effort. Even if I encounter injured kittens or puppies on the road, I will save them."

She turned around to leave, looking very sad, and her back looked sad.

"I...I don't just want to repay the favor." He grabbed her hand anxiously.

Murong Peili stopped walking and curled her lips. She turned around and held Hua Wushang's hand with a surprised expression on her face, "You also have feelings for me, right?"

"I thought I was the only one who missed you day and night. Your figure often appeared in my mind. One day without seeing you is like three autumns..."

Hua Wushang was moved in his heart. It was the first time that someone took him so seriously.

The two expressed their feelings to each other, and their relationship quickly heated up.

Murong Peiyao, who was happy for a while, sighed, and Hua Wushang asked again: "What's wrong with you?"

"Hey...being born into a royal family is really helpless. If possible, I would rather be born into an ordinary family."

"My mother is partial, my sisters are at odds with each other, and I have been tolerant again and again, only to be rewarded by my sister's calculations... I'm really tired."

Murong Peiyao talked about her bitterness and helplessness, and Hua Wushang knew all the injustices she had suffered.

He clenched his fists: "I'll kill her for you!"

Murong Peiyao tried to dissuade her: "No! She is surrounded by the Phoenix Shadow Guards given by the Queen Mother. Although you are highly skilled in martial arts, there are so many of them. More importantly, I am afraid that you will be injured."

"I'm fine. She is my sister after all. I just need to be more tolerant in the future. I've gotten used to it over the years. You can't take risks. Whenever I think of how you looked when I first met you, I feel heartbroken... …”

"Don't talk about those sad things, I will leave for Nanjiang tomorrow, and I won't see you for a long time..."

With some hint in her eyes, she slowly moved closer to Hua Wushang. When she felt the warmth on her lips, Hua Wushang opened her eyes wide in silence.

The lust gradually increased, and afterwards...

Hua Wushang was lying in Murong Peiyao's arms. Thinking of her previous words and the injustice she had suffered, he decided to help her teach Murong Zhiqian a lesson.

As for how to teach a lesson? Except for her of course! Anyone who dares to stand in his way shall die!

……

Rumble…

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and then heavy rain poured down. The heavy rain beat down on the eaves like a string of beaded curtains.

There were candles burning in the room, illuminating the whole room brightly. The dim yellow light was very warm.

A few raindrops drifted in from the window. Wen Yuli reached out and closed the window. The window collided with the window frame and made a sound.

"Aren't you going back?" Zhi Qian, who was leaning on the desk at the other end and flipping through books casually, heard the commotion, raised her head and glanced at him, and said quietly.

"Heavy rain."

"Don't you have an umbrella?"

Wen Yuli paused, lowered his head, and held a purse in his hand. He had been working on it for several days, and she was leaving tomorrow, so he rushed to finish it today and just finished it.

He was not good at needlework and had never made a purse before, so he had many needle holes in his hands.

Under Yunxi's instructions and Xingyunliushui's supervision, his hands were maintained every day.

Nowadays, it is almost impossible to see the trauma suffered in those years. The ten fingers are tender and tender, and the white skin is pink, and the slightest scar is very conspicuous.

His fingers gently rubbed the purse, "My wife, you are going to Nanjiang tomorrow, so I made a purse for you..."

Wen Yuli walked up to Zhi Qian and handed her the purse in his hand.

Zhi Qian raised her eyes and saw that the purse was made of red fabric, with an unknown white flower embroidered in the middle, green leaves against pure white petals, a light word in the corner, and thin tassels hanging down, a little cute.

Zhiqian said expressionlessly: "Ugly."

Wen Yuli curled his fingers and pursed his lips into a straight line. He slowly retracted his hand, feeling depressed.

Suddenly, someone took the purse in his hand. He looked up and saw that Zhi Qian was holding the purse he made and playing with it.

"What is this Duo?" she asked casually.

"Gardenia." Wen Yuli said anxiously.

"Oh……"

Gardenia symbolizes eternal love and agreement, a lifetime of waiting and joy.

Zhiqian changed the angles a few times, but she didn't see any connection between the two. Well... they were probably both white flowers and green leaves...

Hmm... let's just call it a gardenia.

"This is this?" Zhi Qian opened her purse and found a small piece of hair tied with red thread.

"I...my hair." Wen Yuli said in a weak voice, "My wife has gone to Nanjiang. I can't stay with my wife. I want it to replace me..."

Zhiqian tied it up and put it away casually, "It's boring."

Wen Yuli lowered his eyebrows and said, "Hanlianyuan is far away from my wife's yard. The rain is too heavy now. I can wait for the rain to lighten up before going back. I just don't know when the rain will stop. My wife, please go first." Just rest and don’t worry about me.”

He lowered his head and coughed a few times. Zhiqian frowned, "Forget it, just rest here!"

When she got back, she got wet in the rain and wind and got sick. She got sick and tormented her again. She was a weak and delicate idiot!

The corners of Wen Yuli's mouth curved slightly, "My wife, you are so kind."

Zhiqian:......

After Zhiqian finished washing, she looked at someone who was lying on her bed with her eyes closed, and then looked at the soft couch that she had ordered someone to lay out.

Zhiqian:? ? ?

Be bold! He actually occupied her bed! Is it possible that she should sleep on a soft couch? impossible!

Her eyes wandered between the bed and the couch for a moment, and she decisively chose the bed.

She slumped her long legs onto the bed, lay down flat and closed her eyes to sleep.

Wen Yuli, who had been silent before, slowly opened his eyes. He rustled and moved his body closer to Zhi Qian. When his hand touched Ling Yi's warmth, he stopped moving.

He put his hand up and squeezed his fingers into hers one by one until they were intertwined, and then he closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Zhiqian: Sticky, greasy, annoying!