Wearing the Duke's Mansion, he was scrambling to save his life

Qiao Xiaoxi was also drunk and emboldened, so she was no longer afraid.

Break free from Zhao Wudi's hand.

Turning around, I saw a bright face.

He looked up and faced Zhao Wudi.

Qiao Xiaoxi narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, her look was dreamy.

Her eyebrows are slightly curved like willow leaves, and her cherry lips are slightly pursed.

Two dimples are slightly visible.

She smiled faintly and said, "Hey! Zhao Wudi is here? Zhao Wudi, I'm not a wild chicken, you are not allowed to grab me from behind."

Qiao Xiaoxi said this and raised her left hand.

See it before your own eyes.

You know what, my hands are really beautiful.

Slender and well-proportioned, my father said it was a pianist.

Qiao Xiaoxi stretched out her arm and touched Zhao Wudi's face.

Your face is as cold as an ice cube, even colder than my hands.

Qiao Xiaoxi gently patted the icy face.

Standing on tiptoe, he approached Zhao Wudi's icy face.

He reeked of alcohol and suddenly became happy.

Smile brightly.

The eyebrows are curved like willow leaves, and the eyes are curved like almonds.

The corners of her cherry lips are upturned.

Two little round dimples.

Her cheeks are as red as rouge and her eyes are drunken.

Like a thin layer of mist.

Qiao Xiaoxi at this time.

This face is as beautiful as a peach blossom blooming in March, with the freshness of morning dew.

Qiao Xiaoxi turned her head and looked at Princess Chaoyang.

His hand was still caressing Zhao Wudi's face.

Qiao Xiaoxi looked at Princess Chaoyang and said, "Haha, you have an ice face. Princess Chaoyang, look at this little ice cube. It's hard to melt. Ice cubes are not fun."

He turned his head again and looked up at Zhao Wudi's icy face.

Looking at Zhao Wudi's face, his hand continued to stroke Zhao Wudi's face.

"I am really not a simple person. I am very tender to the one I love, but I am very hard-hearted to the one I don't love."

Qiao Xiaoxi's hand left Zhao Wudi's face.

Pointing at the location of Zhao Wudi's heart.

He muttered in confusion.

"What material is this heart made of? For one love, one hundred girls have to be sacrificed!" Qiao Xiaoxi poked Zhao Wudi's chest with her index finger.

Zhao Wudi's cold voice.

Poured into Qiao Xiaoxi's ears.

"Do you still want your hand?"

Qiao Xiaoxi took her hand back and put it in front of her eyes.

Swing this hand back and forth.

Looking at my own white and slender fingers.

After a while, he started laughing.

Qiao Xiaoxi stretched out her left hand and waved it in front of Zhao Wudi.

He said with a smile: "If I can't even save my life, what's the point of saving it, sir, take it!"

Qiao Xiaoxi said this, looking at the wine glass in her right hand.

He smiled happily and said, "I don't need that hand anymore, this hand still has wine, ha ha ha, let's drink while we can, drink!"

Qiao Xiaoxi turned around, raised her cup and looked at the few people.

He laughed and said, "Fine grape wine in a luminous cup, I want to drink, but the wine is gone? Where's your hand?"

Qiao Xiaoxi looked down at her hands.

Look up at the snow-covered ground.

He said with a smile: "My hand is also going to be ruined. Don't laugh at my corpse lying in the snow. Since ancient times, the life of a beautiful woman is short-lived!"

Zhao Wudi turned Qiao Xiaoxi's body.

He stared at Qiao Xiaoxi's face with ice in his eyes, trying to freeze this little pheasant.

He spoke each word with emphasis: "Twisted tongue!"

Qiao Xiaoxi looked at Zhao Wudi with a smile.

Stick out your tongue.

"Qiao Xiaoxi, you are not afraid of the sky above, nor the earth below, so why do you have a tongue? Master, take it."

Zhao Wudi said nothing more.

This is a drunkard, you can't scare him!

Zhao Wudi reached out and grabbed Qiao Xiaoxi under the waist and armpits.

He ordered coldly: "Leave the palace!"

Prince Jing and Qin Ziming flew over to stop them.

Zhao Wudi said coldly: "Are you sure? You can beat me!"

Qiao Xiaoxi couldn't move.

Try it, your hands and feet can still move.

Qiao Xiaoxi was in high spirits, waving the wine glass in her hand and grinning at the two of them.

"A man who lost his temper for a woman will be cursed for a thousand years in history books!"

Qiao Xiaoxi waved and smiled.

"Goodbye, brothers. Beauty is a disaster. Beauty is a disaster. Don't be angry with beauty in your life. Live a carefree and comfortable life!"

Zhao Wudi hugged the person and jumped away.

Qiao Xiaoxi was still waving.

He murmured, "The wind whistles and the snow is cold. Qiao Xiaoxi left and never came back for a hundred days."

It means to say goodbye, and then I will slip away.

But the person who heard it swore, "My beautiful lady, I will not let you die."

Leaping over the rockery, Zhao Wudi held Qiao Xiaoxi in his arms and strode forward!

Ding Keyun is pitiful and chases after Zhao Wudi.

From a distance, I saw Qiao Xiaoxi suddenly stop moving.

The head, hands, and legs all hung limply.

The two girls chased after him, crying loudly.

"The young lady is dead! The young lady! The young lady!"

Zhao Wudi's heart skipped a beat and he stopped.

Song Wuwen whispered, "Master, Madam is not moving."

Zhao Wudi quickly put Qiao Xiaoxi down and held her in his arms.

Qiao Xiaoxi's face was as red as a peach, her almond eyes were closed, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, she had a small nose, she was breathing evenly, and her body was softly lying in his arms.

Zhao Wudi said coldly to the two girls: "Stop howling, your young lady is asleep."

Ding felt sorry for Ding Keyun and stopped crying immediately.

Laughing and high-fiving each other.

"Hey! The lady is not dead."

"Hey! The lady is not dead."

Zhao Wudi snorted coldly: "Childish."

Pick up Qiao Xiaoxi and walk to a secluded place.

Left the palace and got on the carriage.

Zhao Wudi stared at Qiao Xiaoxi, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Zhao Wudi clenched his fist and raised it.

He said viciously: "You damned little pheasant! I'll beat you to death!"

Zhao Wudi raised his fist.

Slowly fell on Qiao Xiaoxi's face.

When the back of my hand touches the delicate, soft and warm cheek.

A strange feeling.

Like an electric shock, it was transmitted from his hand to Zhao Wudi's heart.

Flowers bloomed in my heart and spread to every nerve in my body.

Zhao Wudi's clenched fists loosened dejectedly.

Use your index finger to gently touch Qiao Xiaoxi's eyebrows, eyelashes, small nose, and soft lips.

Finally, he touched Qiao Xiaoxi’s small nose.

Trembling lips.

After a long time, he uttered a sentence.

"Master! I almost scared you to death!"