Divine Doctor's Daughter: Emperor, please marry me!

Xia Mu looked up and saw a familiar face.

Noble demons, with a smile on their eyes and eyebrows, like peach blossoms in full bloom in March, are the most ambiguous and moving spring in the world.

Rong Xiu!

He was dressed in a white robe and a black cloak. The fine black fox hair clustered his jade carved face, like the bright white moon in the middle of the night.

At this time, he sat on one side and was tightly pressed by the man in his arms. One hand was placed on Xia Mu's waist, and the other hand was forcibly pressed on the wall of the carriage.

It looks like the one who was bullied.

Their bodies were close together, close together, breathing and smelling each other.

The gold inlaid incense burner placed in the carriage burns quietly, warming up the ambience of the whole carriage.

Invisibly, this originally spacious carriage has become much smaller.

Xia Mu's action suddenly stopped, and a trace of consternation flashed in his black jade like eyes.

Rong Xiu raised his hand and removed half of the iron mask from Xia Mu's face.

When he saw the ugly and twisted scar, not only did he not dislike it, but the corner of his lip was hooked:

"It's not good enough. If you look close, you'll see it. No wonder you're so flustered."

With that, his slender fingers gently touched Xia Mu's jaw and easily removed those camouflaged scars.

A beautiful face appeared in front of me.

Not Chu Liuyue, who is it?

Rong Xiu's eyes swept over her face.

After only a few days' absence, I almost miss myself crazy.

He held her face in his hands and rubbed her soft lips with his fingers. His eyes were slightly dark.

Immediately, he raised his head slightly and leaned against the wall of the car.

The mandibular line is smooth and perfect, and down is the prominent Adam's apple and the tightly bound jade buckle, with a faint shimmer.

He looked at the woman who had not recovered before him with a smile:

"Do you want to continue?"

His voice was low and lazy, and his tail rose slightly, like a hook, which easily moved people's heart for him.

As he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with some deadly attraction.

Chu Liuyue stared at the jade button at his collar and suddenly felt that it was a little out of the way.

Isn't it really too tight for him to wear like this?

"Huh?"

Chu Liuyue's heart suddenly seemed to be stirred by something not light or heavy, and it was itchy.

The evildoer!

There was a murmur in her heart.

"Hum."

Chu Liuyue snorted from his nose and pretended not to understand what Rong Xiu was saying.

"Put me down!"

Go on what go on?

Is he still in the mood to joke in such an emergency?

However, Rong Xiu's hand on her waist did not loosen. His fingers moved slightly, and Chu Liuyue's belt was silently untied and slipped from her.

"Rong Xiu?"

Chu Liuyue whispered and looked at him in surprise.

Rong Xiu moved very fast, holding her waist with one hand and quickly removing the coat from her with the other hand.

Tear and pull——

When the coat fell, it was torn.

Chu Liuyue was more and more puzzled.

What is Rongxiu doing?

Rong Xiu quickly put away the black and gray coat, and quickly untied the red coat Chu Liuyue was wearing.

Chu Liuyue grabbed his wrist.

Just about to say something, a cold and fierce voice came from outside:

"Stop“

Aware of the danger, the horse stopped at the sound, scratched uneasily and raised a snowflake.

A few breath quickly approaching!

Chu Liuyue was slightly surprised: it was Jiang Yucheng and his people!

"Who is in the carriage?"

The voice of Jiang Yucheng came from outside.

Rong Xiu didn't seem to hear it at all. He held Chu Liuyue in his arms, bowed his head and kissed him deeply.

He put one hand around her slender waist, and the other hand quietly removed her hair.

A head of green silk fell.

......

Hearing that there was no movement in the carriage, Jiang Yucheng became more and more impatient.

It's freezing and snowy. The road is full of snow. Most people have already gone home and won't stay outside at all.

How could anyone walk in a carriage?

Moreover, the carriage was still unruly, but it was pulled by two horses.

Obviously there is a problem!

"Jiang Fu is tracking down the assassin. Anyone who passes here must be examined! The people in the car had better cooperate. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude“

The bodyguard of Jiang's residence who came with him has surrounded the carriage.

The cold wind roared, the powerful pressure spread, and the air seemed to condense!

The people in the carriage still had no reaction.

Jiang Yucheng's eyes narrowed dangerously.

The carriage looks spacious and luxurious, but it doesn't have any family logo. It must not be a powerful man.

In that case, there's nothing to worry about.

Moreover, even if he is a person with a good identity, he will not be afraid of Jiang Yucheng.

He wants to check people. Who can stop Xiling city?

Thinking of this, he walked forward with a cold face.

As soon as the tip of the knife was picked, it suddenly lifted the curtain!

A black streak passed in front of me! Like a huge black feather flying by!

Jiang Yucheng frowned and looked into the carriage.

At a glance, he was suddenly surprised.

There are two people in the carriage.

A man in a white robe is sitting in it, and his arms are holding a woman tightly.

The woman was wrapped in a black cloak from top to bottom. She could only see a Zhen head leaning against the man's arms.

From the perspective of Jiang Yucheng, you can only see the woman's soft and shiny green silk.

Jiang Yucheng only needs to look at the man and know what's going on now.

Recalling the flash of black just seen, it should be that the man pulled his cloak and wrapped the woman in an emergency.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yucheng's face turned black.

On the contrary, it was the man in white who quickly flashed a trace of unhappiness interrupted by others, and his eyes soon cleared up.

Although there was still a slight intoxication between the eyebrows and eyes, such as three-thirds of spring, it was clear that he had understood what was happening now.

He unhurriedly buckled the open collar, bowed down and whispered something gently in the woman's ear, and then looked up again at Jiang Yucheng.

"Jiangfu? Then you must be young master Jiang“

Jiang Yucheng looked up and down at the man suspiciously.

Even if he is a man, he has to admit that the man in white has noble and perfect appearance and cold and noble temperament. He is really a person like a relegated immortal.

He himself is also one of the top princes in Xiling city. He even has the title of "the first beautiful man in Xiling" for many years, but he suddenly paled in front of the man in white.

If he has seen such a person, he will be impressed.

In other words, the man in white is probably not from Xiling.

Thinking of this, he immediately became vigilant and asked coldly:

"Who are you?"