On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

Cuihe Garden is located in the southwest of the main house of the Changping Marquis Mansion. Due to its special layout, Su Qishun specially built a Bi Chi Pavilion on the basis of the original Qiong Chi Tower when Zhao Qingwan came to the Changping Marquis Mansion.

From then on, the two concubines of the eldest wife lived in Qiongchi Tower, while Zhao Qingwan, the only one who was the eldest, lived in Bichi Pavilion.

At this time, the orange sunset was evenly spread over every corner of Cuiheyuan.

In the Bichi Pavilion, Zhao Qingwan felt like her whole body was falling apart.

When she first opened her eyes, they were filled with confusion. She felt herself being held tightly by a pair of thin arms, and her vague memories gradually became clear.

Her hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and her face was grim.

It's all Su Sui'an's fault.

An hour ago.

The ridiculous effect of the medicine she had taken in Fuyao Hall had not yet worn off, and her whole body felt like it was being bitten by thousands of ants.

However, in order to save the reputation of the Changping Marquis' Mansion, Hong issued an order not to allow the servants to call a doctor for them.

Jiaoyue came back in a hurry, and she grabbed Jiaoyue.

"Can...can you find Young Master Gu?"

Her murderous look frightened Jiaoyue so much that she trembled and even spoke incoherently.

"I...I have already carefully hinted to Young Master Gu's guards, but they insisted that Young Master Gu had gone out, and I can't find him."

"Useless things."

Tortured by the drug to the point of almost losing her mind, Zhao Qingwan slapped Jiaoyue in the face with her backhand.

Just then, Su Jincheng's concerned voice came from outside the door.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qingwan was shocked, "Why is he here?"

"Qiyue said that the eldest young master wanted to look for the young lady today, but the young lady went to the front yard. He probably came here because he heard the news that the young lady had returned."

Jiaoyue looked at Zhao Qingwan's expression carefully, fearing that she would accidentally make Zhao Qingwan unhappy again.

At this time, Zhao Qingwan no longer had the energy to cause trouble for Jiaoyue.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with determination to go all out.

"Please invite the young master in."

Jiaoyue was very worried, "Miss, you are like this now..."

"Leave me alone, now."

Not long after, Su Jincheng came in with a worried look on his face.

The door was closed tightly the moment Su Jincheng entered the room.

Before he could open his mouth, Zhao Qingwan, her whole body burning hot, pounced on him like a fireball.

"Brother Cheng..."

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you?" Su Jincheng was really scared.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of pushing Zhao Qingwan away.

He let Zhao Qingwan do whatever she wanted to him.

"I fell into Sister An's trap..."

Zhao Qingwan's consciousness was blurred, her eyes were filled with tears, and when she looked at Su Jincheng, she was shy and timid, with eyes full of hesitation to speak.

"Brother Cheng, Wan'er is still a virgin... I still need Brother Cheng's help..."

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a touch of tenderness and lingeringness that made people fantasize more than her usual gentleness and tenderness.

Su Jincheng, who already had feelings for Zhao Qingwan in that regard, stopped pretending.

He put his arm around Zhao Qingwan's waist and whispered hoarsely in her ear.

"Wan'er, how do you want Brother Cheng to help you?"

At this moment, any man's voice sounded like heavenly music to Zhao Qingwan's ears.

"Brother Cheng, Wan'er has seen all the good things you have done for her over the years, and she has no regrets..."

Although his words were incoherent, Su Jincheng instantly understood what he meant.

He held the sweet and soft beauty in his arms, and she was conscious, and they were in love with each other.

As soon as the idea came out, Su Jincheng threw all the manners and etiquette out of the window.

He picked up Zhao Qingwan horizontally, walked to the bed, and pressed her under him.

"Wan'er, I will be responsible for you."

Accompanied by gentle whispers.

The warm-colored gauze curtain slowly fell, and the shadows of people overlapped.

There is an incense burner in the room, with fragrant mist curling around.