The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

He Xu hated the iron, "Are you still thinking about him? Do you know that he caused you misery? If it weren't for him, how could you end up like this? You are neither a human nor a ghost!"

"I just want to see him! Father, please let me see him again! Please, go find him and let him come to see me, okay, father!"

When she saw that He Xu wouldn't let go, she knelt down on the ground with a thump.

"Father! Please!"

He Xu hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her up, crying at this moment.

In He Zhenning's heart, who is more important than Meng Zhiyan?elder brother?Father?Ancestor?She was not as good as Meng Zhiyan at all, and her heart was going crazy.

"Get up first and sleep on Ning..."

He Xu's hoarse voice echoed faintly in the empty prison.

The jailer came over and urged He Xu: "Sir, it's almost time. If the superiors blame me, I'm afraid I will lose my job."

He Xu replied: "I will say one more thing right away."

"Hey! That's great!"

The jailer stepped back knowingly, then curled his lips with disdain.

"Father, I promise you, I will definitely let that little brat Meng Zhiyan come and give you a ride!"

He Zhenning knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

"Thank you father!"

"It's almost time, and it's time for father to leave. You need to take care of yourself when you are alone in the prison. I have already told the jailers at Dali Temple that they will not treat you badly."

"Zhenning is waiting for your news."

The father and daughter both shed tears, and finally left reluctantly.

He Zhenning was the only one left in the prison. She fell to the ground desolately. The straw pile was dry and dirty, and her hands would be stained with dirty soil when they touched the ground.

Her black hair fell casually, and her usually fair face became dull. She hysterically accused Meng Zhiyan of being ruthless and indifferent, and finally couldn't resist the long night and began to choke.

After crying for a while, she weakly stood up holding on to the wooden railing. Just as she was about to turn around and return to the bed, someone called her.

"Miss He."

He Zhenning turned around suddenly.

A man in a black robe stood outside the prison. He lowered his head, half of his face was covered by a hood. He Zhenning was full of doubts and carefully looked at him, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"who are you?"

He Zhenning felt extremely wary.

She had a hunch that this person was definitely not a kind person!
"Come here and I'll tell you who I am."

The man's hand stretched out from the black robe and waved to her. Every moment his fingertips moved back and forth, it was like a life-threatening black and white impermanence, tempting the down-and-out girl.

"Why should I trust you? Who are you?"

The man chuckled, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: "Don't you want to know what news the prince asked me to bring you?"

"Brother Zhiyan? Did brother Zhiyan ask you to come?"

"Exactly."

"You can just say it, why do you still let me go?"

"Because he said it was a secret and he didn't want anyone else to hear it."

Although He Zhenning had doubts in her heart, she couldn't hold back her restless soul when she thought of Meng Zhiyan.

She took a few steps forward with hesitation, her white lotus-like palms tentatively touched the rough wooden railing, and slowly moved forward.

At this moment, the man showed a frightening and strange smile.

"He...what news did brother Zhiyan ask you to bring me?"

The two were very close, and the man leaned toward her ear, "He said he wanted you to die."

……

Minghui Hall.

The breeze was slightly cool at night, and as we were about to enter early summer, the temperature in the palace gradually increased.

Meng Qing made a special trip after correcting the memorial, and happened to bump into Zhong Qing changing Xiao Yan's dressing.

He was sitting firmly on the beauty's couch, his clothes were half-undressed, his black hair was shawl over his shoulders, his long eyebrows were indifferent and distant, and he was playing with the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Meng Qing walked around Zhong Qing and said, "You go down first." Zhong Qing was frightened by the sudden voice and trembled all over.

Seeing the person coming, he hurriedly nodded and lowered his eyebrows: "Your Majesty."

"But it's time for Taifu to change his dressing."

Meng Qing cursed in her heart.

Why are you still afraid that she will eat his master?Let him go down and wink.

There was silence in the air for a while, until Xiao Yan spoke up.

"If the emperor asks you to go down, just go down."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

After saying that, Zhong Qing immediately recognized the situation.

Xiao Yan also wore a moon-white singlet, which was slightly loose, and her wheat-colored abdominal muscles and a white bandage could be faintly seen.

Meng Qing found a round stool and sat across from him.

"what are you going to do?"

She bit her red lips and said with a smile, "I'll give you the medicine!"

Xiao Yan smiled: "You will?"

"I can! Don't underestimate me!"

"Okay, then you come."

"..."

Meng Qing stared at him suspiciously, and there was a hint of evil under his shallow smile. She didn't understand what he meant, so she started to untie the man's clothes.

She twisted the silk ribbon tightly and slowly pulled it out. After the knot was opened, the hem of her clothes fell loosely on her crotch.

Then he went to find another silk bandage, but saw blood oozing from the bandage, and his hands suddenly shook.

"what happened?"

Meng Qing frowned in distress: "You...you are bleeding!"

Xiao Yan lowered his head and saw that there was indeed a little blood, but it was nothing important.

He stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of the girl's nose, "Are you scared?"

She nodded, then felt inappropriate and started shaking her head again.

"If you're scared, go out first and let Zhong Qing come in to change my dressing."

"No."

She said stubbornly, "I'll fuck you!"

"Ok?"

Xiao Yan half-smiled, "Will you do it for me?"

"Otherwise? Who else do you want to fuck you?"

The little girl didn't hear the joking meaning in the man's mouth at all, and was only concerned about his injuries.

She had never seen his injuries since Xiao Yan blocked her arrow. She should have suffered all the pain and suffering, but Xiao Yan stepped forward to block the disaster for her.

Meng Qing continued to untie his silk ribbon, and his clothes were wide open. The man's abdominal muscles were clearly defined, and his wheat-colored skin was firm and powerful. He had clearly read poetry and books, but in terms of force, he was no worse than the generals of the dynasty.

It's a pity that the waist is wrapped with a white bandage, which faintly reveals the illness.

She took off the man's clothes distressedly, and untied the bandage at the same time, going around and around, until the last lap, she became cautious, for fear of hurting Xiao Yan.

When it was about to be unveiled, Xiao Yan subconsciously held her hand.

Meng Qing raised his eyes in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"It's ugly, don't look at it, it will scare you."

"What's ugly? Who do I have to think it's ugly..."

She put aside his palm and gently opened it, revealing a small hole that had begun to scab, but some of it was still seeping blood.

Meng Qing was so distressed that tears flowed down her cheeks.

"You...do you feel any pain..."