My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 819
After the wound is bandaged.

After Murong Jiuqing put away the things in his hands, he said coldly to Ye Beixuan.

"Okay, you can go."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out the door without looking back.

In the ear, suddenly came a low sigh.

Ye Beixuan suddenly bent down, moved his arms, and hugged Murong Jiuqing head-on.

"Xiao Jiuer, are you angry?"

There was a low and hoarse voice next to his ear.

Because of the opening of the wound just now, Ye Beixuan's voice sounded a little tired.

Murong Jiuqing struggled twice in his arms, but found that she couldn't get away.

The golden glow in her hand flashed, she snorted coldly, and stabbed directly at Ye Beixuan's neck.

"Hehe, the little wild cat's claws are sharp."

Ye Beixuan gave a low laugh, and with a movement of his thumb and index finger, an invisible force shot out, and the golden needle flew away.

"Ye Beixuan, you're alive and well now, aren't you?"

Murong Jiuqing turned his head and glared at Ye Beixuan.

If I knew this, I really shouldn't have saved him.

Murong Jiuqing looked at the flying golden needle, and raised his face angrily.

When she raised her head, when she saw Yebei's dark and black eyes, she felt a pain in her heart for no reason.

This man was assassinated in the palace first, and then hurried to General Murong's mansion to inquire about Baili's situation.

Just now, she hurt her twice.

At this moment, he must have been exhausted to the extreme.

Murong Jiuqing thought of this, her heart softened involuntarily.

Murong Jiuqing struggled twice, and said to Ye Beixuan.

"Okay, don't make trouble. Your injury has just been bandaged, and you are not suitable for riding a horse. Today, I will temporarily allow you to stay with me for a day. Tomorrow, you will leave immediately at dawn, do you hear me?"

"Angry?"

Hearing Murong Jiuqing's stubborn words, Ye Beixuan raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"Yes."

Murong Jiuqing nodded.

His doubts about her were like a thorn in her heart, making her feel unspeakably awkward.

Moreover, the target that the other party wanted to assassinate was still aimed at Mo.

"Silly Jiu'er, this king has never doubted you."

Ye Beixuan sighed, hugged Murong Jiuqing tightly with both arms, moved his body, rolled over and pressed her down.

The soft and warm touch in his arms made the corners of Ye Beixuan's lips curl up.In the eyes of a pair of eyes, a touch of deep satisfaction flashed.

On the dark and comfortable big bed, Ye Beixuan felt his limbs become warm in the source of warmth beneath him.

This feeling, as if the whole body is in a hot spring, brought a long-lost comfort.

Murong Jiuqing was so pressed by Ye Beixuan that he couldn't move immediately.

"Ye Beixuan, why are you pressing me down? Let me go quickly."

Murong Jiuqing pushed Ye Beixuan and said angrily at him.

One push...not moving.

push again...

Still not moving.

"Xiao Jiuer, go to sleep."

Behind him came a low, hoarse nasal voice.

Ye Beixuan's cold eyes were tightly closed, his eyebrows were still tightly furrowed, and he looked extremely tired.

Murong Jiuqing was pressed under Ye Beixuan, only the sound of snorting came from behind.

After a while, Ye Beixuan's breathing gradually became deep and regular.

Murong Jiu listened to the slow and powerful breathing coming from behind, and gradually let go of his guard.

She rested her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.

In this quiet atmosphere, he gradually fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)