Mo Xiangqi: The next imperial concubine is going to leave the pavilion [The finale]

Chapter 31 You are the most important thing in my heart 2
As soon as the words fell, he was suddenly knocked away by a force several meters away, but fortunately He Lianxiao quickly helped him to stand still.

"Presumptuous thing, how can you say your aunt's name nonsense!" He Lianqing, who came quietly behind him, swept them coldly, and the chill suddenly rose in the early summer.

He Lianqing hadn't slept all night, and there was a tinge of blue in his eyes, and the thin smile at the corners of his brows and eyes faded inch by inch.

Right now, the third brother didn't go to accompany the unconscious sister-in-law, but followed him here for the first time.It just so happened that I heard the kid Chun Shui call An Zixun affectionately with his outspoken words.

He Lianxiao faintly felt something was wrong in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at his face.

"Third Emperor Uncle." Apparently compared to Helian Xiao, it was the Third Emperor Uncle who was the same age as him that made him a little afraid.

He was worried about Qianyou's injury when he came back last night, he never cared that Chunshui stayed in the palace, the old Qi's expression was shocked for a moment, and he guessed that there must be something hidden.

Looking at Helian Chunshui's tired face and darkened eyes,

"My lord, please calm down, I asked Lord Hou to call you that." An Zixun, who was lying on the bed, raised her body slightly to explain to He Lianqing.With a slight movement, the wound on the scapula hurts.

Helian Chunshui, who was waiting to be trained, saw her in pain from the corner of his eyes, and whispered anxiously, "Is the wound hurting? Ah Xun, don't move around!" Pulling his Helen Xiao.

"Chun Shui, come back to me!" He Lianxiao saw that the third brother's eyes were full of gloom, this silly nephew still didn't know what to do.

He Lianqing put his hand on his shoulder, and pulled back, Helian Chunshuixin quickly retreated, and then only heard a cold sentence, "Lao Qi, don't let me see you and him again!"

The door was closed, "Ah Xun, A Xun..." Helian Chunshui's voice outside became farther and farther away, gradually becoming inaudible.

The tall figure blocked the sunlight from the window, and suddenly the room became chilly, shrouded in Helianqing's figure, An Zixun leaned there slowly, lowered her eyebrows, and her thick butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a fan-shaped shadow.

"Where is the injury?" He Lianqing finally spoke coldly, and his eyes fell on her wound.

"Shoulder blade, the doctor has seen it, and also used medicine." She trembled slightly in her heart, but she answered equally indifferently, and for a moment felt that He Lianqing was staring at her strangely.He couldn't help but look up, with a sneer in his eyes.

"Come here, drag down the maidservant who is serving the concubine for twenty boards!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw A Duan being dragged away by an attendant outside the house, An Zixun reluctantly walked down, "Why did you beat A Duan?" Just as she was about to go out to stop her, unexpectedly He Lianqing hugged her by the waist and threw her back on the bed.

Affecting the wound, cold sweat oozes from her forehead and she clenches her lips tightly without crying out for pain, He Lianqing stepped forward and pushed her against the edge of the bed.

An Zixun was only wearing a plain coat, with the sleeves rolled up to reveal a pair of snow-white lotus arms. The thin fabric reveals a curvaceous body. Under the open neckline is a graceful neck, and her jade-colored skin is crystal clear and moist.

He Lianqing's pressure on her shoulders became stronger and stronger, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was freezing cold, "Are you dressed like this and spend the whole night with Chunshui?"

An Zixun suddenly raised her head and sneered, "Does it have something to do with you?" Helianqing's reaction made her feel chilly, she never thought that he would come to visit, let alone that his unexpected appearance was for those things that were created out of nothing!

He looked at An Zixun who looked back without showing any weakness, and grabbed her jaw to prevent her from moving.

"It has nothing to do with this king? How dare you say it again!" She is still his concubine, and he hasn't said to divorce her yet, so he is so eager to get rid of the relationship!

"In your heart, only Hua Qianyou is your wife. Naturally, my affairs have nothing to do with you, so it's not your turn to ask."

She didn't resist, and He Lianqing didn't get angry after hearing what she said, and both sides were silently confronting each other.

Just after some tugging, her wound opened again, sticky and warm blood adhered to her skin.Sometimes in the state of pain, it makes the mind clearer, such as now.

Suddenly, He Lianqing tore off the thin blouse with just a few strokes of her neckline, and blood flowed all over her right arm, but she didn't even say a word.His pupils shrank slightly, and he was about to reach out to support her.

But he saw An Zixun raised his left arm, which had been hanging quietly, and a white light quickly rushed towards him.

He Lianqing was injured by her silver needles before, so he had been on guard for a long time, and his fingers had already cut her wrist before he moved.An Zixun was holding a slender hairpin in her hand, and wanted to keep it with her all the time.

She won't take it effortlessly, she has no internal strength, so this little killer move doesn't catch his eyes at all.But this vigilant and bold resistance once again cannot be underestimated.

Facing her unprepared look, He Lianqing moved faster, touched her acupuncture points, and placed her sideways on the bed without disturbing An Zixun.

He looked at the panic in her eyes, and snorted coldly, "I must teach you a lesson today!"

Thinking of that time when she was almost killed by him... An Zixun was ashamed and angry, a little blush appeared on her cheeks, and she almost gritted her teeth, "Helian Qing, how dare you touch me!"

Suddenly, the shoulders were cool, and it seemed that the pain had eased. An Zixun frowned slightly, and looked sideways. Was he bandaging her wound?The cooling ointment made her wound feel a lot better than the doctor's medicine.

Behind him was the sound of his subtle footsteps. He sat down beside her, and Jin was pulled up to cover her slender back, with beautiful lines undulating in his shallow breathing.

It's just that the injury on the shoulder was serious. He Lianqing stared at it without moving his eyes, and suddenly said. "Prince's Mansion, you saved Qianyou, I temporarily believe that the assassin may really have nothing to do with you."

She saved Hua Qianyou and gained his temporary trust. It sounds like she took advantage instead? "Then thank you, my lord." She was slightly startled, with a cool smile on her lips.My mouth and nose seemed to be covered heavily by something, and my heart was so stuffy and uncomfortable!
The next moment it was, "There is also Chunshui. He was injured before and behaved like a teenager. Apart from being the king's nephew, his family background has no value to use."

"Chunshui and I are friends. Helianqing, you like to use people yourself. Don't think that everyone else is like you!" She looked at the thousand paper cranes in her hand. The two people who smiled so similarly, only Chunshui treated her sincerely. Such a person who met by chance is good.

"An Zixun, I don't have to pursue the matter between you and Jinhenbo for the time being, but Chunshui is not something you can get close to. Whether it's a friend or not, you'd better not set your mind on him, or don't blame me for being ruthless." !” He turned around and looked at the thousand paper cranes scattered on the ground.

Ah Xun... He called out so intimately, that kid, he wanted to get involved with An Zixun, who would not be easy to provoke, but that woman!There is nothing special about it, what's so good about it?He Lianqing suddenly had an indescribable, chaotic feeling in his heart.

Walking out of the dormitory door, "Come here, burn all these paper cranes for me, and don't keep one!" He never allowed himself to mess with anyone or anything, absolutely not!

Mrs. Hua was in a coma for a few days, and the sky over Prince Qing's Mansion was gloomy for a few days. It wasn't until Dongfang Feichi, the national teacher, was forcibly invited by He Lianqing from the altar to return to the palace for treatment, that the servants of the palace felt a little more at ease.

Her recovery from her injuries was slower than expected, and she could only get out of bed for half a month. Apart from going up occasionally, He Lianqing spent most of the rest of her time with her.

This time, the concubine and the wife were injured at the same time, and they were treated completely differently. Anyone in the palace can figure out who the real mistress of the palace will be in the future!

"Miss, they are going too far!" Ah Duan was very dissatisfied. Before that, a doctor came to change the lady's medicine, but now no one cares about it for a few days.She originally wanted to go out and use the jewelry as a supplement, but she didn't know that she couldn't even get out of the courtyard gate, and the guards around her were strictly guarded.

"Don't move around, the wound is not healed, infection will be troublesome." An Zixun coughed softly from inside.

A Duan was even more anxious when he heard this, "Miss, why do you feel so wronged? The last time Master Biao came here, we should have gone together. The Nanhai Jin family will not be afraid of Prince Qing. He treats you like..." Hearing that An Zixun had a bad cough, she couldn't help swallowing the second half of the sentence, the young lady was probably suffering the most at this moment.

When Lord Hou was around, he could still see her smiling, but he couldn't even see Helian Chunshui these days!
"There really isn't a good thing with the surname Helian!" Ah Duan finally found a place to vent his anger, muttered angrily, turned around and saw An Zixun sitting in front of the bronze mirror, restored to his original appearance, but dressed in men's clothing.

(End of this chapter)