Incomplete crossing

"Master."

Jia Kang just came out of the palace, and just got out of the car when he heard someone calling him that. The voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

He stopped, and found that An He was standing beside the door with a burden on his back, obviously waiting for him.

"Anhe?"

"Master, An He misses you so much."

As if An He was about to rush into Jia Kang's arms, Si Chenghong hurriedly stood up, pushed An He away, jokingly, his wife is his own, can someone else hug him casually.

But he was relieved too early, he just breathed a sigh of relief, when he looked up, he found Axiu was leaning against the gate, looking at him with a smile.

Si Chenghong's face became a little stiff in an instant, and he asked through gritted teeth, "Why are you here?"

An He thought he was talking about him again, so he replied: "My lord, I want to come back and continue to serve the young master, is that okay?" After finishing speaking, he looked at Si Chenghong with his big wet eyes, as if he was an independent lotus flower.

This Anhe, I haven't seen him for a few days, and his appearance is getting more and more lively. It's really a pity not to be a young lady.

Axiu came over, put her hands on An He's shoulders, exerted a little force, An He couldn't bear it, and almost fell down, but he still knew that he couldn't make a fool of himself at this time, so he insisted on standing there, but his face was a little hideous That's all.

It's just that I can't stand it, it's too tender.

Axiu straightened up, clapped her hands and said, "I'm not talking to you, let's go."

He just pushed hard, but An He seemed to be pushed hard, and fell to the side. His clothes seemed to be unbuttoned, revealing his delicate and fair neck.

Axiu has always disliked An He, because he felt that this person was not righteous, but Jia Kang grew up with him, so he trusted him a little more.The only thing Jia Kang did right after losing his memory was to send this person away, but obviously he was still not reconciled, this appearance was to seduce Si Chenghong.

Although the method was a bit low-level, Axiu felt that it would be good to hook this stinky prince away, as he was not worthy of Jia Kang at all.

Si Chenghong didn't even look at An He, pushed away Axiu who was standing between him and Jia Kang, and said, "You were pushed down, and you are responsible. The king is going in with the princess. The princess has been tired all day, so she has to go in." rest."

Axiu looked at Jia Kang. Jia Kang was wrapped in a cloak, and Xiangxue was supporting him. Why did Jia Kang lose his footing after entering the palace, and still need someone to support him?

"You won't be wronged."

As she said that, Axiu cast her cold eyes on Si Chenghong.

Jia Kang quickly waved his hand, "Where did you suffer any grievances, and you didn't suffer any grievances."

Axiu looked at him in disbelief, and found that Jia Kang's legs were trembling a little, thinking of the tightly wrapped skin outside, and everything he saw in the tent last time, he still didn't understand.

He hated Si Chenghong even more.

He can't touch Si Chenghong, but isn't there a punching bag in front of him?

He stepped forward, helped An He up gently, and then pushed him into Si Chenghong's arms.

"Oh, my lord, sorry for my slippery hand."

He has no sincerity at all, who would slip a hand and throw a big living person into the arms of others.

Si Chenghong's expression was not good, as if he bumped into something dirty and wanted to push An He away.

But An He was reluctant to leave, and finally ran into Si Chenghong, so of course he held onto Si Chenghong tightly.

"Kangkang," Axiu stepped forward to support Jia Kang's arm, and deliberately tore off a bit of the cloak with her fingers. Sure enough, she saw that the skin under the cloak was blue and purple. A pass, "I got a little gadget a few days ago, let me show you."

As he said that, he dragged Jia Kang to walk inside, but poor Si Chenghong was caught by An He behind him, making it difficult for him to move forward.

"Let me go." Si Chenghong's face turned cold, and he looked down at An He who was stuck to his body like a dog's skin plaster. "This king doesn't have that much patience to waste with you. If you don't want to die, let go."

An He seemed to be confident, he took Si Chenghong's arm, "My lord, do you really think that's the young master? Don't be fooled, that's not the young master."

Si Chenghong sneered, "Can you put it a bit more out of the Arabian Nights? Is that the king's concubine? This king knows much better than you."

An He was already going crazy, and Si Chenghong didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he kicked him away.

Looking down at An He, he said, "If you want to seduce me, I don't look in the mirror. Don't let me see you again. If I see you again, I will kill you."

An He was too frightened to make a sound, shrank on the ground, and lowered her head.

Si Chenghong dusted off his clothes, which seemed to have the smell of An He on them, Si Chenghong was very disgusted, he felt that he needed to take a shower when he went back, and he had to ask Jia Kang to give him a good touch, otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable You must die.

Li Xiu, that bitch, is sure to speak ill of himself in Jia Kang's ears again, so he needs to go over quickly.

But he immediately slowed down again, because he thought that every time Li Xiu said bad things about him, Jia Kang would always make it up to him with guilt, he might as well be two steps slower, after all, he has made a lot of compensation, and he doesn't worry about others.

An He raised his head, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew in his heart, he was confident that that Jiacon was not the real Jiacon, because the real Jiacon was poisoned to death by him, and he saw with his own eyes that Jiacon had eaten his poison, how could he survive, and Also happened to lose memory.

If it's the real Jiakang, is it necessary to transfer him away?

He laughed, a fake is a fake, no matter how it can become real.

As for whether Jia Kang is real or fake, let An He worry about it. Now Si Chenghong is worried about how to show a sad and unbelievable expression for a while, so that Jia Kang can feel more guilty towards him, so that he can get a lot of compensation up.

Just as Si Chenghong thought, Axiu was indeed speaking ill of Si Chenghong.

Axiu: "Jia Kang, you can't trust him, he's a liar, a big villain, he's duplicity, look, he has one expression for you, and another expression for others."

Xiangxue went on to say: "Yes, Wangfei, you don't know that our lord does not pretend to be polite to everyone, but when we come to Wangfei's place, it's like the ice and snow have melted, that is really a beautiful smile. "

"Really?" Jia Kang looked at Xiangxue, and his cheeks couldn't help turning red.

"Of course," Xiangxue took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Our prince used to have a sullen face, not to mention how intimidating, but facing you, princess, have you seen the serious look of the prince?"

Jia Kang shook his head, he had indeed never seen Si Chenghong's serious face, but he had seen an angry one, it was the first time for them, thinking about it this way, his cheeks became even hotter.

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