Zheshu

Chapter 3 The Confession of Love
The weather is not beautiful, Shen Qing knelt for less than half an hour, then it began to rain lightly, the rain slid down her face, and the ground seemed to have gathered a puddle of blood.

She knelt on the hard bluestone slab outside the study, her back straight.

In the study room, there is a maid who grinds ink, and when she raises her hands, there is a pleasant smell of calligraphy and ink.

"Master, she seems to be covered with wounds. Let her kneel for three hours, I'm afraid she will lose her life." The woman said juju, looked at him, even though she took off her armor and put on a black uniform, she still couldn't hide his pain. With the murderous aura coming out of his body and the cold look, he carefully concealed his distress.

Ji Wuhuan didn't seem to hear it, and continued to look at the military book in his hand.

I don't know how long it took before he got up after finishing a book. It was already dark at this moment.

He thought that Shen Qing should have fallen to the ground and passed out long ago, but he didn't expect that she was still kneeling there straight, her back not bent at all.

"After all, she is Princess Dayan, if we let her die here..."

"If you die, you die." Ji Wuhuan's voice was extremely indifferent, as if in his eyes, human life was nothing more than a mere life. Just before he was about to turn around and leave, a slightly trembling female voice came: "My lord..."

Ji Wuhuan didn't intend to stop, but Shen Qing quietly turned her head and stared at his back: "I want to serve you."

His back froze.

Shen Qing slightly raised her voice: "When you have a prince, you will never forget seeing him; if you don't see him for half a day, you will be thinking like crazy."

Her voice is very pleasant, soft but not flattering, delicate but not greasy, and she is born with a good voice with a hook.

Ji Wuhuan was exuding a cold air, and everyone was so frightened that they knelt on the ground and did not dare to speak, but the woman who was studying ink raised her face in surprise, because she clearly saw the prince's hand trembling slightly.

Ji Wuhuan turned her head and looked indifferently at Shen Qing, whose neck was stuck in the rain, and walked out without holding the umbrella.

Moved him?Shen Qing was happy in her heart, but she didn't want Ji Wuhuan to walk up to her, without saying a word, a knife fell in her hand, and she fell straight down in pain.

Ji Wuhuan looked at the person lying on the ground, but naturally she didn't ignore the scars on her face and neck, and the pool of blood on the ground.He turned and left indifferently, not forgetting to leave a message: "Throw it back to the Qiucaoyuan."

The thunder rumbled, and the maid looked at Ji Wuhuan's back as she resolutely left, and then at Shen Qing on the ground, her long eyelashes drooping, but a smile appeared on her lips.Her lord would never take a second look at such vulgar fans. As everyone knows, Ji Wuhuan couldn't bear to read any words when she returned to the desk. When it got dark, she simply asked for hot water to take a bath and rest.

He kept recalling the beautiful scenery just now in his mind.

She is thin, but there is a lot of what should be missing. The rain wets her front, and the red inside can be seen faintly.From her slender neck to her slightly open skirt, the beauty inside is faintly visible, not to mention her wet hair sticking to her white earlobe, as if after a happy scene.

Ji Wuhuan only felt a hot current as if rushing up from under her body, making his heart beat faster when he thought of her tender and unflattering confession from her small mouth, and the water seemed to be even hotter.

At this time, in a secluded mansion in Da Wei, a man with a handsome face seemed to have not slept for several days, his hair was slightly messed up, and stubble was protruding from his beard, his deep eyes were filled with endless pain: "How could you make her disappear?" , how could you make her disappear!"

"My subordinates don't know that we threw her into the mass grave. I thought she was dead, but when I searched for her yesterday, the mass grave was missing her body!" The people below trembled all over.

"You bastard, you bastard!" After the man was furious, he stared at the person below with sharp eyes: "Go find her, no matter whether you live or die, you must bring her back to see me!"

Qinger, I will definitely find you again!
(End of this chapter)