flapping wings

The third prince threw the woman on the ground, leaving her on the ground with a heart-piercing cough.

He walked up to Qi Ping, supported his back with one hand, hooked his knees with the other and hugged him, leaving a sentence, "It's not up to you, a woman, to dictate my affairs."

The kicked open door rattled in the cold wind, the third prince walked towards the room with Qi Ping in his arms, and asked softly, "Did you eat before you came?"

Qi Ping nodded in response, cursing the third prince endlessly in his heart, only thinking that this dog didn't consider others at all in order to be handsome, he shrank his frozen toes, and smiled weakly at the third prince.

Meeting Uncle Wang on the way, the third prince didn't stop, and said while walking: "Tonight, don't let anyone enter my bedroom to disturb me, whoever breaks in without obeying the order, will be killed directly."

Uncle Wang nodded quickly, and secretly glanced at Qi Ping several times during his movements, and happened to meet his eyes for the last time, Qi Ping nodded lightly, and raised the corners of his mouth politely, as a greeting.

Uncle Wang obviously didn't have the feeling of superiority when he mentioned a junior when he first met him. Instead, he bowed his back slightly respectfully towards Qi Ping, which was regarded as a calm salute.

At the door of the bedroom, the third prince looked at Xiang Qing'er and said coldly: "Wait at the door!"

"Your Highness," Qi Ping quickly buried his face in the third prince's arms, "I'm a little scared, can you let her accompany me first?"

"What are you afraid of?" The third prince was still very gentle towards him, raising his arms upside down, "Did I scare you just now?"

Qi Ping tightly grasped his front and nodded, "Your Highness was so fierce just now, you scared the rabbit."

"Okay, listen to my concubine." This time, Uncle Wang was really scared. He bent over and coughed fiercely, and then trembled in shock from the cold light shot by the third prince. "Tomorrow, prepare the betrothal gift and matchmaker." Well, marry the rabbit."

Uncle Wang wiped off his sweat, but still poised his neck to persuade: "His Royal Highness, listen to what I said, getting married is not such a simple matter. Birthdays, good days and auspicious days have to be counted, and steps are indispensable."

"Besides, we have to find someone to erase Miss Rabbit's humble status first, and then restore her to a good status. This will be considered. Miss Rabbit must be more willing to enter our gate with a good reputation."

Under the meaningful gaze of the third prince, Qi Ping nodded sensibly, his heart was turbulent, he thought the prince was a fool, he turned out to be shrewd, if he dared to make trouble, he would be thrown to the ground to be beaten severely.

That just now... I guess it was intentional, it should be to borrow her to beat the woman's own father.

Uncle Wang glanced at Qi Ping gratefully, "I have to wrong Miss Rabbit and go back to live in the building for a while."

The third prince frowned and said: "But if you continue to go back to that kind of place, wouldn't you humiliate the rabbit?"

"It's not disgraceful," Qi Ping reached out and grabbed the third prince's skirt and shook it, "Rabbit waits for His Highness to come and pick me up."

The third prince put Qi Ping on the bed, leaned over and kissed him, but before he touched his mouth, a strange fragrance came, he straightened up suddenly, ran to lie down on the low couch by the window.

Xiangqing'er squatted down halfway, and whispered in his ear, "Go to sleep, you'll have sex with Rabbit tonight, how happy you are."

Qi Ping shook his clothes in disgust, sat up from the bed, went to the table and poured a cup of tea to rinse his mouth, then said weakly: "I'm so disgusted."

Xiang Qing'er looked at him silently, poured the water in his cup back into the teapot, and put it back in place, "I thought you were going to expose yourself."

"If you kiss, then kiss," Qi Ping wiped his mouth, "as long as we can all be safe, this prince is not as foolish as he looks on the surface."

"It's hard to say, I always feel a little moody, but this is the tradition of their Zhao family," Xiang Qing'er frowned and mocked: "It's so hot and ruthless, it deserves that there are only two dragons in their generation."

"Let's find out if there is anything useful," Qi Ping said, "If you stay here for too long, it's easy to attract suspicion."

The two of them knocked almost every inch of the floor in the room, and it really paid off, Qi Ping noticed something strange at the foot of the bed.

He looked back at Xiang Qing'er, and saw that she was also paying attention to the movement here, Qi Ping knocked on the ground again, and said: "It's empty."

He sat on the bed and watched Xiang Qing'er rummaging around, thinking of the trap he and Mu Xiaoque encountered when they were in the well.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he looked down at the foot of the bed, looking for that secret and everyday place, and touched the bottom of the bed with his hand, but only found a dust.

"Xiang Qing'er," Qi Ping asked, rubbing his chin, "If it was you, where would you set up the agency?"

Xiang Qing'er opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly straightened her back, "Someone is here, will you call the bed?"

Qi Ping's eyes drifted away for a moment, and he felt that he had dedicated himself to making a big fortune today. He lay down on the bed, cleared his throat lightly, and patted his buttocks while shouting: "Ah~...ha.ha...well, Your Highness , slow down, um..."

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and Qi Ping mastered the rhythm. The moment the sound stopped, he burst into tears, "His Royal Highness, please...ah!...Please, please, woo woo woo~"

Qi Ping's eyes were fixed on the door, not knowing what the man was doing standing in front of the door, Xiang Qing'er had already pulled out a dagger from her waist, and walked lightly towards the door.

"His Royal Highness, the rabbit is going to die~"

Footsteps finally sounded again, and Qi Ping's tense muscles slackened. He slumped on the bed and listened to the sound getting farther and farther away. He sighed and beat the bed with clenched fists, "Que'er must make it up to me."

Kick-kick!

The sound suddenly sounded, and Qi Ping was startled. He rolled onto the bed in an instant, and took out an unusually sharp copper coin from his shoe.

"It's on," Xiang Qing'er ran to the bed and rubbed Qi Ping's knee excitedly, "What kind of luck is this?"

Qi Ping leaned over to the bed to look, and saw a small box made of fine steel inside. He ran to the third prince's arms to feel for it, found out the money bag, and found a key with a similar shape inside.

The two watched the key gradually sink into the lock with glowing eyes, and with a bang, as the key was turned, the lid of the box popped up.

The two exclaimed at the same time: "It's Yu Ruyi from the Wu family!"

"He got it?" Qi Ping picked up Yu Ruyi with trembling hands and observed for a moment. It was indeed similar in shape to the one from Qi's family. He picked up the box and shook it, "Where's the one from Li's family? Didn't you give it to him?"

"Maybe it's somewhere else," Xiang Qing'er shook her head, put Yu Ruyi back, and put the lid back on, "What should I do with this piece of Yu Ruyi?"

"Let's put it here. Anyway, this thing is useless now. If it belongs to the Li family, everything will be settled." Qi Ping closed the hidden compartment again, and raised his chin at Xiang Qing'er, "At least now we know that the palace The piece inside fell into the hands of the Third Prince."

Clapping her hands, Xiang Qing'er pulled her skirt and wiped away the traces on the ground, "I have to go out, otherwise it will really arouse suspicion, you drag the third prince to the bed."

Qi Ping picked up the third prince and put him on the bed, Xiang Qing'er straddled him, unbuttoned his skirt, leaned over and kissed him, leaving ambiguous red marks.

Then she passed her arms under the third prince's ribs and hugged his upper body, scratched his back with her nails, and layers of blood came out from under the skin, she nodded with satisfaction: "That's right."

"You woman," Qi Ping stared blankly at Xiang Qing'er stripping the third prince naked and stuffing him into the quilt, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's cruel enough."

Xiang Qing'er got up from the bed, straightened her loose hair, "If you're sleepy, lie down on the couch for a while, we'll leave tomorrow morning."

........................

Qi Ping was walking around in a panic, unable to stop even for a moment, thinking about things, his heart was extremely disturbed.

The north wind was howling outside, and in the middle of the night, it suddenly began to snow heavily. The first snowfall in Duzhou City this year happened at this time.

The door was opened suddenly, and Xiang Qing'er ran in from the outside in the wind and snow. She slapped the snow off her body indiscriminately, walked to Qi Ping and shook her hands, and then came to undress him, "Quick, take off your clothes and go to bed."

The hairpin was removed, the wig fell down and hung on his chest, Qi Ping's chest suddenly throbbed non-stop, with an ominous smell, he obediently untied his belt and asked, "What's wrong?"

"They're shouting outside to arrest the assassin," Xiang Qing'er said in a tense voice, "Mu Xiaoque and the others may have been exposed, let's protect ourselves."

Qi Ping's hand to untie his belt suddenly stopped, and after reacting for a while, he turned his head to look at her with a stiff neck. Xiang Qing'er tore off his clothes and said urgently: "Stop dawdling, hurry up!"

Qi Ping didn't listen to her, squatted down to pick up the clothes and was about to put them on, while the two were fighting, Xiang Qing'er slapped him on the forehead.

"Now is not the time, we can't do anything except put ourselves in danger, and, Mu Xiaoque said, if something happens, let me protect you first and take you out safely. "

Qi Ping frowned tightly, pushed her hands away and continued to wrap her body one by one, "I'm not worried about Mu Xiaoque, but he still has Qianmian now, how can it be so easy to run away?"

"You think I'm not in a hurry?" Xiang Qing'er roared in a low voice: "We are blind cats now, even if we go out, we may not be able to find them, and what if it wasn't those two who caused the disturbance?"

"I'm afraid it's a trap," Qi Ping said in a trembling tone, unable to calm himself down, "That blood book is too obvious, how could the No Surname Sect let it out?"

Xiang Qing'er's fingertips trembled slightly, but she still managed to stay calm. She took off Qi Ping's clothes and threw them to the door. "Then let's find a way to save them. Now I must protect you, even with my life!"

Qi Ping glanced at her, knowing that this woman's affection for Mu Xiaoque was no less than his own, he took a deep breath, only wearing obscene trousers and bellyband, forced himself to joke, "Fortunately, Qianmian touched my chest."

"The skeleton is still too big," Xiang Qing'er couldn't help laughing, "If only you can shrink bones like him."

"The advantage of thousands of faces is so great," Qi Ping ran to the bed, lifted the quilt and got in, "Why don't you let him play the role of me?"

"If it was him who came, he might really have dedicated himself." Xiang Qing'er threw his clothes all over the floor, "He has a different personality from yours, and it's not like you have someone waiting for you."