Chu Qiao's life and death promise

Yu Wenyue's old wounds were not healed and new wounds were added, and she was a little weak from running around day and night. After he rested and fell asleep, Chu Qiao quietly left the room and went to Yuewei.

Not long after walking out of the yard, Chu Qiao stopped and crossed her arms.

"Come out."

With a chuckle, a colorful figure flashed through the narrow door beside him.

"It really is you, Jojo."

Xiao Ce walked over with a smile, stood still in front of Chu Qiao, looked him up and down, and frowned.

"What are you wearing? It's so rough and ugly."

He stretched out his hand again, wanting to touch the pimple on Chu Qiao's face, "You can't wear this thing all the time, Qiao Qiao, it's not breathable, it's not good for your skin."

Chu Qiao pulled Xiao Ce's hand away, stretched out her own hand, brushed the edge of her ear with her fingertips, peeled off a mask as thin as a cicada's wings, and put it away carefully.

"When did you recognize me?"

"Of course I recognized it early in the morning, Yu Wenyue's sedan chair, do you really think that anyone can get on it?" Xiao Ce had a proud expression of "quickly praise me".

"So you deliberately want to see Lu'e being thrown to the ground by Yu Wenyue?"

"Of course not," Xiao Ce said seriously, "I just want to make sure if you are my Qiao Qiao, who would want Yu Wenyue to be so rude."

"Who is your Qiao Qiao, watch your tongue." Chu Qiao stared at Xiao Ce.

"Qiao Qiao, you still look so good-looking when you are angry." Xiao Ce smiled happily.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you plan to let Yu Wenyue go back?" Chu Qiao straightened her expression.

"If I don't let him go back, I'll still keep him? No matter how good-looking he is, the prince is not good at Nanfeng, so he won't fall in love with him." Xiao Ce glanced sideways at Yu Wenyue's door with a look of disdain.

"When?" Chu Qiao asked.

"Qiao Qiao, we haven't seen each other for so long, why don't you ask me if I'm doing well?" Xiao Ce's face was full of grievances, "You and Yu Wenyue are tired, why are you still talking about him?"

"Don't interrupt me," Chu Qiao blushed at Xiao Ce's words, "When will you let him go back?"

"Well, I can't be the master. Just now I went to the palace to report to my father, and I have brought Yu Wenyue safely to the Prince's Mansion. My father didn't say to let him go back now." After Xiao Ce finished speaking, he pulled Chu Qiao's clothes. Sleeve, "Qiao Qiao, let's go, I'll take you to change clothes, your clothes are simply too ugly, polluting the eyes of the prince."

"I dont go."

"Well... that's right, how can I wear Qiaoqiao's clothes casually? I will ask someone to invite the proprietress of Ruanling Pavilion to come over and make a tailor-made decision for you. By the way, I will transport two cars from the palace. Come out and choose carefully, Qiao Qiao, you wait, I will go back as soon as I go.”

"...Don't bother the prince, I will change it now."

"Hehehe, Qiaoqiao, I know you love me, I'm not tired, don't worry, I'll ask Lu'e to take you to freshen up first, the proprietress of Ruanling Pavilion will be here soon."

"..."

Yu Wenyue didn't sleep very soundly. In her dreams, there were always people who couldn't see the way ahead clearly, and there were always people who could not do anything to keep them but couldn't.

Those cold little hands were in his palm, but they were pulled away by a strong force, and they slowly broke free...

star!

Dreaming of palpitations, Yu Wenyue sat up suddenly.

His heart was beating fast, and there was a dark and impetuous air in his chest, and a fishy and sweet taste rose up his throat, which he swallowed forcefully.

The room was empty.

Yu Wenyue felt anxious, turned over and got off the bed, and was about to stride out.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and the light pink streamer brocade outlined the beautiful figure of the woman. On her palm-sized face, a pair of bright eyes were looking at him, and her moist lips smiled when she saw him.

Her black hair was partly pulled up, hanging behind her back, and the simple hairpin added a bit of coquettishness.Xian Xiansu held a sapphire bowl in her hand and smiled at him.

A beautiful woman smiles cleverly, there is no need to spoil the city and the country, but Yu Wenyue alone is enough.

"Why are you standing on the ground like this?"

Chu Qiao put the tray away, and looked suspiciously at Yu Wenyue who was standing barefoot on the ground.

"I dreamed that you ran away, so I got up and chased you."

Yu Wenyue's voice was flat, concealing the turmoil in her heart.

"It turns out that Mr. Yue is sleepwalking." Chu Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, but her heart was a little sour. Now it seems that the day of parting is not far away.

"En." Yu Wenyue responded, still looking at Chu Qiao with a good eye.

"What's the matter?" Chu Qiao was flustered by Yu Wenyue's straight gaze.

"You were by my side for three days, and all you showed me was a man's face. You only came to Xiao Ce's place for about an hour, but he changed into a woman's attire, but he saw it first. I don't look at it for a while, and I'm at a disadvantage."

Chu Qiao was speechless. It turns out that Young Master Yue is not only sleepwalking, but also jealous.

"Drink the medicine first. I boiled the house that Doctor Xue gave me before I left."

Chu Qiao knew how to serve the master, Young Master Yue, but didn't know how to appease Yu Wenyue, her lover, so she changed the subject abruptly, and brought the medicine bowl to Yu Wenyue.

Yu Wenyue was very cooperative, sat back on the bed, and let Chu Qiao feed the medicine with a spoon one by one.

Delicate eyebrows, long eyelashes, a small and cute nose tip, and... flowery lips.

"bitter."

After taking the last sip of the medicine, the arrogant Young Master Yue simply said one word.

"I'll go get some candied fruit." Although Chu Qiao wondered that it was the first time she heard Yu Wenyue drink medicine and complained, but because of his awkwardness, she got up and went to get some sweet things.

"No need."

Yu Wenyue suddenly held the back of Chu Qiao's neck, and hooked her slender waist with the other hand, and put it in her arms.

"what……"

Before Chu Qiao heard what Yu Wenyue said, her lips became hot, and his breath came towards her, instantly drowning her.

The tip of the tongue rushes in domineeringly, tossing and turning in his world, finding the shy little tongue that is dormant, provoking and entwining it...

He missed her almost like crazy.

The palms of her hands fit her exquisite body curves, and her sweet breath filled her lips and teeth, evoking the lingering memories of that day when she died in the cave, and the desires belonging to men surged up, out of control.

Chu Qiao indulged in this affectionate and eager kiss, and clasped Yu Wenyue's shoulders, shyly and forgetfully responding to him.

There is always too much helplessness and separation between them.

It is always inevitable to run in opposite directions and meet and rub shoulders.

It was he who turned around again and again, looked back, and came to the rescue.

But she was so stupid that she didn't see herself clearly until she lost it.

He said that where love comes, life and death can be promised.

She also wanted to say that the heart of the fist will never be lost.

The kissing men and women gradually filled the silent room with an ambiguous atmosphere, and Chu Qiao's panting could be faintly heard.

The palm that was moving on the pink skirt gradually moved upwards...

"My lord, are you awake? Have you ever seen an anise..."

Yue Qi's figure suddenly appeared at the door, and the rest of the words dissipated in the air.