Abandoned and Reborn: The Concubine's Revenge Journal

A sharp arrow whized through the curtain of the car, and the timing and angle just hit the man's back, a stream of blood spurted out and splashed on Ye Qingkuang's body, scattered on her snow-white skin, It looks like a fine piece of beauty jade.

"what……"

The man fell straight on her body, and Ye Qingkuang yelled "Ah", and the beggars came to their senses, and threw Ye Qingkuang into the carriage one after another, ready to go out and have a look.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a figure in a purple robe walked in. When he saw Ye Qingkuang, his eyes flashed. Ye Qingkuang also saw the person coming at the same time, and knew who it was?

I don't know why, but all of a sudden, my heart is full of gratitude, and all the hatred for him has disappeared...

"Fourth prince..." Ye Qingkuang desperately pushed away the man who wanted to do violence to her, and without caring about the woman's reservedness, he threw himself into Xiahou Junze's arms, "Fourth prince..."

Xiahou Junze stretched out his hand, took the cloak at the side and covered Ye Qingkuang's body, and then hugged her in his arms, showing a panicked little face.

"What are you going to do with these people?" Xiahou Junze asked Ye Qingkuang.

Ye Qingkuang showed a ruthless smile, "Chop the body into pieces and throw it in the mass grave to feed the dogs!"

Xiahou Junze followed Ye Qingkuang's instructions, Ye Qingkuang smelled the faint sandalwood fragrance from Xiahou Junze's body, and felt relieved inexplicably.

Once upon a time, the scent of sandalwood was her nightmare when she dreamed back at midnight. If it weren't for his atrocities, how could she have fallen from a daughter of a daughter whom everyone loves to a sister-in-law in the Temple of Mercy?

But now, she is full of gratitude to Xiahou Junze.

If he hadn't appeared, she might have been dirty by those dirty beggars!

If she gets dirty, she will die.

Xiahou Junze hugged her and put her in his carriage, and ordered someone to set fire to the carriage that Ye Qingkuang had been in before. Ye Qingkuang sat alone in the carriage, tears kept streaming, Ye Qingkuang, you are quite So people who have died once, from now on, you have to live for yourself!

No matter who it is, as long as it allows you to live freely, you must live!

Must be alive.

The carriage stopped, and Xiahou Junze carried Ye Qingqi into the house.

"There are clean clothes and warm hot water here, so you can take a good bath!" Xiahou Junze said.

Ye Qingkuang turned around and hugged Xiahou Junze, "Fourth prince, don't go!"

Xiahou Junze's body became dry, and he was not Liu Xiahui, being hugged by such a beauty, his body changed naturally.

"Miss Ye, take a good rest."

Ye Qingkuang hugged Xiahou Junze tightly, and shook his head, "Fourth Prince, do you think I'm dirty?"

"..." Xiahou Junze didn't make any sound.

"Fourth prince, I haven't been defiled yet!" Ye Qingkuang walked around in front of Xiahou Junze, raised his toes, and kissed Xiahou Junze's cool lips.

Ye Qingkuang's movements were very jerky, Xiahou Junze wanted to refuse at the beginning, but once the fire of desire was ignited, how could it be extinguished at will.

He picked up Ye Qingkuang, placed her in the wooden barrel, and sat in it himself. On the surface of the water, there were bright flower petals floating, and Ye Qingkuang's body slowly stretched out.

"Si'er, do you hate me?"

Xiahou Junze let go of Ye Qingkuang, and looked at her eyes filled with mist.