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For a moment, Zhao Jing was lost in thought. Fortunately she was already used to hiding her true emotions, so before Dongfang Weiming truly sensed it, she had to quickly suppress the fear in her heart. She was a very rational person. She clearly knew where she was. There were some things that she could never touch in her life. In her eyes, Dongfang Weiming was a cold-blooded and heartless person. No matter what happened, it would not change the impression he had in her heart.

"Rest well!" He carefully tucked her in. "This subject will be by your side, accompanying the emperor. The emperor is sleeping peacefully!"

"Dongfang Weiming." Zhao Jing opened his mouth, "Did you know something?"

Dongfang Weiming slowly walked to the soft couch and sat down. He glanced back at her and smiled, "Whether or not you know, Your Majesty does not need to worry. If you want to cause trouble in this palace, you will have to see whether or not they have the right to do so! "

So, someone really wanted to kill her? Qi Yunshan? Ke Bozhao? Or was it the mysterious person outside the palace? Who could it be?

But no matter who it was that wanted to kill her, they would fight to the death. Killing a king was not a joke. In the worst case scenario, one would have to sacrifice their life. Thus, once they started, they would be like madmen who would pay any price. Zhao Jing was a person who was afraid of death. She had yet to take her revenge, she was still so young. He wasn't afraid of thieves, only thieves who missed each other. This feeling of being targeted wasn't pleasant at all!

Zhao Jing lied on his bed, after the pain, he had to wake up and let his thoughts run wild. Her back was facing away from the bed, and her long eyelashes were half-hanging, as if she was thinking of something or … He was just in a daze. The inside of the room was warm like spring, but Zhao Jing still felt cold, and curled up his body due to the extreme coldness.

Suddenly, he felt something warm behind him.

Zhao Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide, but when he smelled the familiar scent on his body, his tensed body slowly relaxed. This person would always appear this way without a sound, but she still yearned for this aura. This was because this aura could make her feel at ease, and could also help her sleep peacefully. When he didn't need to touch her with his arms that were hard as steel, Zhao Jing had liked the warmth in his arms very much. His warmth could warm her body!

"Does it still hurt?" he asked. "Still cold?"

Zhao Jing closed her eyes and did not speak. She could clearly feel the warm breath coming from his neck. This breath flowed through her neck, causing her to feel a palpitation that was difficult to hide. It was as if her body was being touched by a very strange sensation. Just what kind of feeling was this, Zhao Jing did not know, but he felt that his body had softened, and slowly melted like ice.

Dongfang Weiming was older than her, so he naturally knew the change in the woman in his arms. He subconsciously wrapped her completely in his embrace. It was so beautiful and warm, but in reality, wasn't he just lusting over the scent of books and ink on her body?

His body gradually warmed up as he fell into a deep slumber.

However, they were sleeping soundly, and someone had met with trouble. What happened to the promise of saving his life? How come at this time, Nangong Zui felt that he had returned a favor with an enmity? In the end, Nangong Zui who was standing in the courtyard, was lying upright on a cold and icy rock.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Nangong Zui sat up with a long sigh. A few old things entered his eyes, one of them holding a broom, the other staring eagerly at it. Cui smiled foolishly at the side, eating the fruit happily. "Master, you better not hide, you'll have to go in sooner or later. You see, this lamp has been lit for a long time, why are you still lying here? "

The Floor Sweeper humphed, "If Young Noble does not want to go in, then we will bring Young Noble in. It's just that when the time comes, Young Noble will not look good. But for the happiness of the young master, for the continuation of our Nangong Family, we, old fools, can't even care about it! Young master, are you going in? Or do you want us to act? "

"Hey hey hey, who exactly is the master of Nangong Family? Don't go too far! " Nangong Zui moaned twice, and looked back at the room that was filled with light. Everyone could see a person sitting in this room. Under the light of the lamp, there was a beautiful figure that fell on the window. One could vaguely see her graceful figure. Even if he didn't see the real face, he could guess that with such a figure, this appearance must also be …

The Floor Sweeper sighed, "Young Noble, look, if you have a chest, buttocks and buttocks, where is it not something you like? Young Master, are you talking about that person from last time? "

Nangong Zui sighed at the sky, this business was not as worrisome as his family. The promised home is the cozy shore, is the last to rely on? Why are you looking at it like that? Nangong Zui landed on the ground and stood there, his cold gaze sweeping across everyone present. "Are you all waiting for me to get married? I don't care if the one in this house is a tigress or not, why don't you just stuff me in like this? "

"Young Master has great martial arts and is not afraid of tigers, we are afraid that this girl is too weak, when the time comes she will not be able to help Young Master." If we can fight, that would be for the best. In the future, if we have nothing better to do, we can just spar with Young Master to relieve our boredom. How great is that! " Floor Sweeper beamed.

Nangong Zui flicked his sleeves and left, "You're not afraid of saying that, but my mother will come out from her coffin to find you to settle the score, don't cry and look for me!" With that, he headed straight for the bedroom.

Pushing the door open and entering, he was shocked that there was a veil covering his face. He sat on the edge of his bed and watched the dejected Nangong Zui as he entered the room. This person was truly a wine maniac. The moment he entered, even the wind brought in by the outside had a strong alcohol smell.

"Drinking so much wine, aren't you afraid of getting drunk to death?" Jing Hong said calmly.

Nangong Zui waved at her, saying, "Don't sit on the edge of my bed, get down!"

"It's only a bed, why is Master Nangong so stingy? "You and I have met quite a few times. There is no need to be so unfamiliar with each other." Jing Hong sat motionlessly as he sneered at the approaching Nangong Zui, who had his hands on his hips. She snorted lightly and looked away with slight disgust, "Your entire body reeked of alcohol. Those who don't know it would think that Master Nangong crawled out from the wine vat."

Nangong Zui bent over and leaned towards her, staring at her fox-like face, "I must have been drunk that day, otherwise I would definitely not have saved you!" One had to say, Fleeting Light's eyes were beautiful. No, her face was very beautiful, she thought that Caiwei was already very pretty, but who would have thought that he would see a completely different scenery. There was something on Jing Hong that Caiwei did not have.

Fierce! Brave one!

Furthermore, he was extremely daring!

"It's a pity that there are no 'ifs' in this world!" He looked at him leisurely, "After all, you and I have already known each other for a long time. If Qi Yunshan were to know that even if you had the Gold Medallion of Life and Death in your hands, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough to repay the debt."

"Threatening me?" Nangong Zui sat down beside her and glanced at her coldly, "Young lady, what are you doing? Why are you acting so rudely? "Say, at your age, how good would it be to find a good person and take care of a husband and his son?"

"Then why don't I marry you!" Jing Hong rolled his eyes with a "you care too much, old man" look on his face.

Nangong Zui rubbed between his brows, "Promise me your life?"

"Do you dare?" she asked.

Nangong Zui curled his lips, "I can't afford to. I'm afraid you'll suddenly go crazy and kill me in the middle of the night." He let out a long breath, "Speak, what are you planning to do this time? Do you really think that you can lead me by the nose with just a few threatening words? Do you want to do whatever you want? Are you overestimating yourself? As long as I kill you now, you'll have nothing left, won't you? "

In the next moment, Jing Hong suddenly rushed towards him, Nangong Zui subconsciously pushed his hands away.

Suddenly, the entire room quieted down. It was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Nangong Zui's eyes widened, he wanted to dig out his eyeballs and throw them on the ground. He stared straight at Jing Hong as if nothing had happened. Finally, his gaze landed on his hands.

"How does it feel?" Jing Rong asked in a dark tone.

Nangong Zui's breath quickened, it was unknown if it was because of the alcohol, or because he had a fever, but he suddenly felt that his brain was muddled, and his entire face was boiling hot. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyelids jumping uncontrollably, "No …" "It's not …"

"Still not letting go?" Jing Hong gritted his teeth.

Nangong Zui came back to reality and retracted his hand in a hurry. Then, as if he had seen a ghost, he jumped up from the bed and went to the side to support the table. He cleared his throat and quickly collected himself. When he turned around, Jing Rong had already stood up.

Jing Hong took a deep breath. "I came here to thank you, so you don't have to be too nervous. Nangong Zui, I am a person who distinct gratitude and grudges, I will definitely repay the kindness I owe you in the future. " After thinking for a while, she walked over to open his palm, and forcefully put a Glass Bead Flower into his hand, "Take it! "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can leave this in the forest, which is on the west side of the city gate. If my people see it, they will tell me. I will definitely come and find you."

With that, Jing Hong walked away.

"Hey!" Nangong Zui grabbed her wrist, "I'm a man, what's the big deal if you give me a pearl flower? Those who don't know, think that I … "

"What do you think you are?" Jing Hong suddenly smiled. His eyes were curved like the moon in the sky. Her slender, jade-like fingertips lightly brushed against his chest, and as she exhaled, her eyes became silky. "I thought Master Nangong had a lover, and thus brought along a woman's pearl flower."

Nangong Zui squinted his eyes at her, his long and narrow eyes revealing a glimmer of cold light, "Aren't you afraid that I'll twist your neck off?"

"Then you should first ask the group at the entrance, your Nangong Family's Army of the Red Lady!" Jing Hong brushed his hand away and swaggered out the door.

Nangong Zui felt a headache coming on. Looking at the Pearl Flower in his palm, he gritted his teeth in hatred. He took a deep breath and watched Jing Hong disappear through the doorway into the night. Nangong Zui had a misconception that this was all because of this bunch of useless things.

With a calm heart, Nangong Zui raised the Pearl Flower in his hand high up.

In a split-second, like a flood, several black shadows rushed forward at the same time, "Hey hey hey, you can't throw the love token!"

What? A love token? Who told them about these love tokens? He didn't pay much attention when he was listening. He wasn't even focusing at all. That was simply preposterous! Nangong Zui felt that he was about to go crazy …