flapping wings

Qi Ping lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, revealing the face that had been beaten beyond recognition.

Xiang Qing'er sat on the edge of the bed and patted his stomach, "Mu Xiaoque is not here, do you want to come with me once? Let you be on top."

Qi Ping looked at her with a horrified and weird expression, "What new tactics are you coming up with? Hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-injure eight hundred."

"Seriously," Xiang Qing'er pushed him, "Anyway, Mu Xiaoque loves you so much, he definitely won't blame you."

Qi Ping once again refreshed his understanding of this woman. He used to think that in order not to reveal his feelings for Mu Xiaoque, she ran to fuck. The man was shocking enough, but now he didn't expect that he would miss him again.

Qi Ping touched his swollen face like a pig's head, and stared at her blankly, "I can't be hard on you."

Xiang Qing'er glared at her, and rolled her eyes so angrily that only the whites of her eyes were left, "I really don't understand, Mu Xiaoque doesn't protrude in the front and the back doesn't turn up, what do you like him to do?"

Qi Ping gave her a strange look, "Don't you like him too?"

"I," Xiang Qing'er choked on him, "It's only natural for women to like men, and it's rare for men to like men."

Qi Ping thought about his bird's appearance on the bed, and couldn't help feeling hot all over. Then the bird slowly raised his head, and he quickly shook his head to dispel the imagination in his mind, "You don't understand, Que'er is really attractive."

Xiang Qing'er looked at him a little speechlessly, and was about to refute, when footsteps came from outside the door, her expression changed instantly, she lay on Qi Ping's body, and began to cry in a muffled voice.

The door was opened, and the old bustard led in a file of three women in light gauze, followed by an old and decrepit nurse.

Qi Ping opened his eyes tiredly, glanced at these people, and patted Xiang Qing'er on the shoulder, "Sister, don't cry."

"Damn it, you're so lawless," Xiang Qing'er couldn't help crying more and more, "Why? Wasn't it fine just now? Why didn't it suddenly work?"

Qi Ping covered his head, "When my head suddenly hurts, I can't stand it anymore, sister, mom is here."

Xiangqing'er straightened up, with snot and tears all over her face, she rushed to the bustard's side, hugged her leg and begged: "Mom, you have to save the rabbit!"

"It's a poor child," the old bustard patted Xiang Qing'er's head with tears in his eyes, and turned to look at the girls. "Because you concealed it, now we have to watch the sister go away."

A group of women couldn't bear to look at Qi Ping, and several of them lowered their heads, not daring to look at them again. Xiang Qing'er remembered the faces of those people like a mirror in her heart, then turned her head and ran to Qi Ping again, "Rabbit, Fengyulou is sorry for you, your old father, I will take care of you."

"My father, don't tell him I'm leaving." Qi Ping rolled down his tears, making his bruised face even more miserable. "He is not in good health, and he doesn't know that I sold myself into the hospital to treat him. Brothel, please don't let him know."

"I understand, I understand," Xiang Qing'er wiped away tears, "I just said you are lucky to marry a rich husband."

There was a sobbing sound behind him, Xiang Qing'er and Qi Ping looked at each other, and both of them felt relieved at the same time, it seems that these women are very capable of empathy.

The old bustard raised her handkerchief to wipe away her tears, walked to the bed, touched Qi Ping's face gently with her fingers, turned around and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell the building? If it wasn't for the rabbit becoming like this, I would have I don't know now!"

"Mom, I'm afraid," a woman knelt down on the ground with tears pattering down, "the man who led me into the Fengyu Building said that if I tell others, my family will be destroyed. A baby brother who is breastfeeding, I dare not."

Several women knelt down, with watery eyes, "Sister Tu'er, I'm sorry."

"What man!" The old bustard's expression changed, "Didn't your father lead you in?"

These women lowered their heads and looked at each other, hesitantly said: "That man is not my father. He came to my house and said that I looked gentle and virtuous, so he bought me over. My father thought he wanted me to be a concubine." , to be able to live a good life, I didn't expect to enter a brothel, woo woo woo."

The old bustard asked, "Do you still have contact with that man?"

"No," the woman shook her head, looked up at the old bustard pitifully, "I haven't seen him since that time in the Third Prince's residence, and I don't even know his name."

The bustard glanced at Xiang Qing'er for a while, "You guys go out first, thank you behind closed doors during this time, give me a good reflection, mama stay here!"

The moment the door closed, the bustard raised his hand and slapped the nanny's face loudly, "Eat the inside out!"

"Mom, I didn't," the nanny carefully glanced at the old bustard's expression, swallowed her saliva, slapped herself several times, knelt down and hugged the old bustard's leg and cried, "Please forgive me Dog's life."

The old bustard kicked her away, stomped hard on her throat, and said bitterly, "Look at how many girls I almost sent to hell!"

"I don't know, cough, cough," the nanny hugged the bustard's feet, blood running down her neck and onto her face, "I was asked to do it by a sister I knew in Jiaofangsi, who said she was doing it too, and the money will be given I eat a lot, and I'm not tired."

The old bustard kicked her in the face, "Bitch, I'll feed you, drink for you, save you from your stinky man, is this how you repay me?"

Her chest rose and fell, she clapped her hands, and several women dressed as servants opened the door and walked in. The old bustard ordered: "Drag her to me, and serve her according to the rules!"

"Sovereign Master," the old bustard turned around and bowed to Xiang Qing'er, "how to deal with those little girls?"

"Find some guests who like them and marry them." Xiang Qing'er waved her hand, unwilling to pay attention to these mundane matters, she continued: "If the third prince sends someone to look for them tomorrow, just say that the rabbit died of fever last night .”

When there was no one in the room, Xiang Qing'er turned around and wanted to ask what to do next, but found that Qi Ping had already fallen asleep. She looked at the pair of swollen eyes, sighed in embarrassment, and whispered: " I'm going to be hated by Mu Xiaoque."

After Xiang Qing'er left, Qi Ping slowly opened his eyes and silently counted the time.

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When the door creaked, Qi Ping immediately turned his head and saw a pair of eyes that were still sparkling in the darkness. He quickly turned over and opened his arms to hug Mu Xiaoque, "I'm so worried."

Mu Xiaoque ignored him, sniffled instead, and suggested in a low voice for a while, "Do you want to take a bath? I'll fetch water for you."

"Okay," Qi Ping let go of him and patted his back: "Let's wash together."

The moment the light came on, Qi Ping quickly turned over, lying on the quilt, and said with a guilty conscience: "Que'er, I have something bad to tell you."

With a flicker of the candle, Mu Xiaoque took back the fire folder, turned her head to look at Qi Ping for a while, her eyes dimmed, "What's the matter?"

"I told you not to be angry," Qi Ping confirmed again and again: "Of course I can't change the fact if I'm angry."

Mu Xiaoque walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, put her hands on Qi Ping's waist, looked down at the round buttocks, and took them off by herself.

"Huh?" Qi Ping was stunned for a moment in confusion, but he still cooperated with him in raising his hips, "Que'er, why are you so energetic?"

Mu Xiaoque's hand on Qi Ping's buttocks suddenly dropped, powerlessly and desperately clenched her fists, and slammed down on the bed.

The bed board creaked and jumped up, Qi Ping bounced on it, before he could figure out what happened, Mu Xiaoque suddenly lay on his back, "Xiao Qi, don't say any more, no matter what happens, I will always love you , don't be afraid, I'll eunuch the third prince in a while."

Qi Ping blinked quickly, turned over and hit Mu Xiaoque's forehead with his fingers, "What did you say?"

"Ah!" Mu Xiaoque jumped up, then frowned and moved closer, touching his eyes with trembling fingers, "What's going on?"

"Being beaten by the third prince," Qi Ping replied indifferently, and quickly asked, "What did you mean just now?"

Mu Xiaoque frowned, his eyes were on fire, he stroked Qi Ping's eyebrows, and said absently: "I just saw your butt, it's swollen."

"You did it," Qi Pinglou hugged Mu Xiaoque's waist, couldn't help laughing and said, "What's going on in your little queer's head!"

"Oh, I thought you were caught by him," Mu Xiaoque swallowed the second half of the vulgar words, and he pinched Qi Ping's ears dissatisfied, "Why don't you hide? It would be better to kill him."

"I want to kill him too," Qi Ping kissed his temple hair, "but considering that the Zhao family only has those two seedlings, let's forget it. By the way, I have a discovery to tell you."

After listening to Qi Ping's speech, Mu Xiaoque thought for a moment, "I didn't hear my teacher... the former commander mentioned this, and the current emperor has not shown this symptom."

"Although this kind of mental illness is inherited in the family, it does not necessarily occur." Qi Ping thought about it in the 21st century and read a few words and phrases related to mental illness, and explained: "Some may be early, and some may not be diagnosed for a lifetime. "

Mu Xiaoque suddenly asked: "Do you think the emperor knows that the third prince is also sick?"

"Do you think it's better for him to know, or not to know?" Qi Ping turned his eyes and thought, "The emperor killed more than 100 people in Jiaofang, for a Ying, is it normal?"

"Aying," Mu Xiaoque murmured silently twice, as if he wanted to imprint the name in his heart, he was silent for a moment, and finally said: "He knows, but when you say it, I'm a little worried about Yi'er. "

"Little kid," Qi Ping blushed when he thought of that little fox-like person, "you actually molested his sister-in-law."

Mu Xiaoque coughed sullenly, "At that time, I really hoped that he would take you away, and I would go and get you back."

Qi Ping rubbed Mu Xiaoque's hair, "Que'er, our trip was not in vain, the Zhao family's secrets have been uncovered, and how did the family of no surname win the trust of the third prince? We have solved a lot of things." , and getting closer to the truth, so stop blaming yourself, okay?"

"It's all up to you," Mu Xiaoque hugged him and curled up, but another voice sounded in her heart, "No matter what, I can't let him get hurt again because of me."