Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

"Hey, this cleanliness is exactly the same as Fu'er..." The proprietress smiled lightly and shook her head, she sighed and turned to leave, but before she left, she glanced thoughtfully at the dark room next door, her gaze couldn't help become deep.

When I got back to the counter, I called the strong man in the inn's hall, and ordered in a low voice, "Security there carefully, and don't allow the slightest mistake. Also, if one or two wild cats are not threatening, don't worry about them. After a while, Dong'er will come down and let them go." She cleaned up the fortune and sent it to that young master, I have to go out beforehand, so you can take care of it."

The strong man nodded solemnly, indicating that the proprietress can rest assured.

On this side, Liang Xuan was still firmly pinned down by the stranger, and he was so close that he could clearly hear the conversation outside, including Murong Ze's bursts of hearty and clear laughter that seemed weird and frightening.

Of course, what he is most concerned about right now is not whether his Ze'er is lying naked in the bathtub, letting Yingyingyanyan beside him touch those parts of his body that shouldn't be touched, but He cast a fiery gaze at the open door in grief and indignation, shouting in his heart:

There is such a big doorway next to it, are they all blind, why no one came to ask and have a look, heaven!Help……

Liang Xuan rolled his eyes, completely gave up struggling, and put all his weight on the person behind him as if he fainted.

The man carefully discerned the voices outside, and when he heard that the woman had left, he breathed a sigh of relief. He did not dare to let go of Liang Xuan's hand, and whispered exhaustedly, "Young master, you The art of feigning death has not improved in the slightest in the past 20 years."

Liang Xuan was shocked, opened his eyes suddenly, got up from the man's arms in a panic, but eagerly groped for the man's figure and face in the dark, and said overjoyed, "Qingqing!!!"

But Shi Jiqing snorted and said weakly, "Don't move around."

Only then did Liang Xuan realize that Shi Jiqing was drenched, as if the air was permeated with a faint smell of blood, he couldn't help frowning, "Qingqing, are you injured? Where does it hurt?"

Shi Jiqing sighed for a while, "Young master, if you can get off me, I will be fine..."

Liang Xuan was overwhelmed, and rolled to the side, but still worried, "I smell blood! Qingqing, be good, tell the truth, or I'll light the lamp!"

Shi Jiqing said in a deep voice, "I escaped from Mount Qingcheng."

Liang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily, "Father has received the news? These martial arts decent people really have nothing to do, they have to cause trouble before they are willing to spend the New Year with peace of mind, a group of obsessed and fanatical lunatics!"

But Shi Jiqing shook his head lightly, and said, "A few days ago I chased the young master all the way to Dali, and I happened to hear the disciples from Diancang chatting about the martial arts conference, so I pretended to follow them all the way to Qingcheng. Careless exposure, almost failed to escape, because the subordinates are incompetent, unable to report to the leader in time..."

Liang Xuan couldn't help touching his nose, and laughed dryly. Fortunately, Qingqing never suspected that Miaohe pointed in the wrong direction on purpose, and immediately continued, "Yes, I also rushed to Qingcheng after hearing rumors about martial arts. , Otherwise, who would want to come to this place where the birds don’t shit! Yunnan is so good, Dali is like spring all year round, and you don’t need to wear so many clothes so cumbersomely, how comfortable and chic a single piece of clothing is!”

Shi Jiqing endured the pain and still rolled his eyes, and reminded, "Young master, even Dali has winters, so you have to wear jackets anyway, only unlined clothes will be cold to death..."

"Hey~~~Really? Qingqing, have you really been to Dali?" Liang Xuan really had the face to question with such reason.

The tension that had been tense just now suddenly relaxed, and now he was surrounded by his own people. Although it looked unreliable, Shi Jiqing's consciousness began to blur involuntarily, and he murmured, "Young master has never really been to Dali, right?" ...Miss Miaohe pointed out that I was heading north that day. It was because I was too worried and didn't believe her that I went south to Dali. By coincidence, I followed Diancang to Qingcheng. Although it was a lot of twists and turns, I found you no matter what. ...Young Master...Young Master..."

Liang Xuan's cuteness and obedience that he pretended to be fooled by was gone in an instant. He immediately found Shi Jiqing's hand, held it tightly, and called out in a low voice, "I'm here, Qingqing? Qingqing?!"

Shi Jiqing completely lost consciousness, his hands were icy and cold, Liang Xuan was startled, and hurriedly put his hands on his nose, although it was weak, but there was always, but a hot air rushed to him ferociously palm of the hand.

Qingqing has a fever, so she must immediately change out of her soaked clothes and get a diagnosis and treatment as soon as possible.

For a while, Liang Xuan couldn't think of any other effective method, so he picked up Shi Jiqing and decisively kicked open the door of the next room.

Murong Ze was soaking in the hot soup comfortably, when he heard the sound, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his brows were frowned.

Liang Xuan didn't have time to explain, he turned back and kicked the door closed, hugged Shi Jiqing and walked to the warm bed beside him, shouting repeatedly, "Ze'er, he's already fainted, he can't see you, you can wash at ease, it's okay! "

The corner of Murong Ze's mouth twitched, staring at the busy back, he said coldly, "But you are in the way."

Liang Xuan quickly stripped Shi Jiqing naked, stuffed him into the bed, frantically found another dry towel, and wrapped his wet black hair, then bit his fingers in a daze, completely unaware Overwhelmed.

Murong Ze withdrew all the light in his eyes, looked at Liang Xuan calmly, and asked indifferently when he saw this, "What is this for? Did you send it to sleep?"

Liang Xuan frowned in distress, and casually replied, "You think so beautifully, Qingqing is something you can touch casually?"

Murong Ze's hands soaked in the water were clenched suddenly, his mouth was pursed without saying a word, his eyes were deep and resentful.

Liang Xuan didn't realize it in time, instead he ran over in a jerk, and asked very seriously, "Ze'er, you said this person has a fever, how can we make him feel better?"

Murong Ze calmly and slowly let out the resentment in his heart, looked into Liang Xuan's eyes that were close at hand, and said calmly, "I'm not a doctor."

Liang Xuan asked dissatisfiedly, "Have you never had a fever?"

Murong Ze couldn't help asking, "Have you never had a fever?"

Liang Xuan thought about it carefully, then shook his head seriously, "It's really never happened before."

Murong Ze paused, then suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile, "It seems that the idiot really has a simple mind, a strong body and is invulnerable to all poisons."

Liang Xuan seemed to realize that his Ze'er was taking a bath.

Different from the embarrassment and chaos of the last time, even though he was surrounded by dense mist at this time, he still exuded a strong aura of nobility that could not be seen directly.

The arm resting on the edge of the wooden barrel is slender and white, because of the wound on the right shoulder, the right hand can only hang in the water, the sweat from the forehead slides down the slender neck all the way to the bone socket where the clavicle is gathered, waiting for more After the sweat gathered, it overflowed, flowed over the greasy chest, and dripped into the water.

It is undeniable that this body alone has the power to bewitch people, and it is so beautiful that it does not seem like a human thing.

Liang Xuan swallowed, feeling inexplicably dry mouthed, he with difficulty moved his eyes away from the two alluring red spots on Murong Ze's chest, when he raised his eyes, he happened to see that beautiful face blooming Liang Xuan smiled sweetly, and his beautifully contoured red lips glowed like a pomegranate. Liang Xuan suddenly remembered the intimacy last night, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked away in a panic.

He stammered and retorted without strength, "Who, who, who is an idiot? You, you, who are you talking about!"

Murong Ze looked at Liang Xuan, who was suddenly in chaos, and really didn't have the extra energy to guess what happened to him again. He rubbed his browbones with a headache, and said helplessly, "Take my clothes Come."

After Murong Ze finished dressing neatly, Liang Xuan felt that the heavy rock in his heart was finally removed, and was so relaxed that he could jump three feet for a while, and continued to humbly ask for advice, "What good method does Ze'er think of?"

Murong Ze sat on the side of the bed, turned his head and gave him a sideways glance, and said, "I said I'm not a doctor, if you don't want him to see the ghost as soon as possible, I advise you to call the doctor as soon as possible."

He said it indifferently, but one hand was already gently touching Shi Jiqing's heart, patting it gently, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, pat it and it won't hurt."

Liang Xuan stared at the back left by Murong Ze in amazement, his heart trembled in disbelief.

It's too foul to be so cute!

Liang Xuan couldn't help biting his nails, and said coquettishly, "Ze'er~~Xuanxuan wants to pat, anyway, Qingqing is unconscious and can't hear, I'll take it for him, okay?"

Murong Ze couldn't help but turn red, his mother would pat him on the heart to coax him like this when he had a fever since he was a child, the effect was naturally wonderful, but how could he forget it, the person in front of him was already unconscious!

If he could hear it, he would really go to hell!

This shameless Liang Xuan dared to be so presumptuous, Murong Ze couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and said, "Don't ask the doctor yet!"

Liang Xuan stood still, with his lips tightly pursed, but still trembling with laughter, his shoulders kept shrugging, and he became angry when he looked at it, his bright eyes locked on the red-faced Murong Ze, and he felt that his whole body was shaking. Like a ripe red cherry, it is delicious and mouth-watering.

The scorching gaze was finally interrupted by a pillow full of Murong Ze's rage. Liang Xuan raised his hands to protect his face in a panic, and ran for his life before the teacup that Murong Ze picked up again was released. out of the room.

Murong Ze stood in front of the door angrily, until the rabbit-like figure disappeared before his eyes, then he closed the door with a deep expression, walked slowly to the bedside, stared at the unconscious Shi Jiqing, the light in his eyes fluctuated unpredictably.

As if sensing the heavy and complicated gaze, Shi Jiqing frowned uncomfortably, and groaned a few times inexplicably.

Murong Ze looked at it for a long while, then curled his lips proudly, and said in a low voice, "Hmph, only one face can still be seen."

After talking for a long time, Shi Jiqing naturally couldn't respond. Murongze confronted the unconscious man on his own, and was immediately speechless for his own words and deeds. He sighed deeply, sat back on the bedside again, hesitated again and again, and finally still He stretched out his jade hand, and after patting lightly, he murmured naturally, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, just pat it and it won't hurt."

The author has something to say:

Clang, clang, clang!Who is back! !We are dear! !It's been a long time since...

Hey, the cough is so uncomfortable, I really want Ze'er to pat it~~(☆▽☆)