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Qi Mujing's expression turned slightly aghast, he immediately grabbed her shoulders and said anxiously, "Zhi'er, what's wrong? How could there be blood? Where was the discomfort? Speak! "

The more concerned he was, the more confused he became.

Was the always wise and unsmiling Marquis of Loyalty also in a state of chaos?!

The Prince of South Stream narrowed his eyes and quietly looked at the two of them. The scheme in his heart gradually became clearer.

He grabbed Shen Zhi Qiao by the shoulder and shook her shoulders, nearly fainting on the spot.

He opened his bloody lips and pointed to his chest, "Bite! I've bitten it!"

Qi Mujing looked in the direction she was pointing, and his handsome face suddenly twitched. A row of small teeth marks had been left on the metal buckle on his chest.

Mo Tong looked at her bloody mouth. His heart was filled with pity, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You know your limits!"

What did he say?!

Shen Zhiqiao stared at him with tears streaming down his face.

Qi Mujing laughed, took out the silk handkerchief and pulled her closer, gently wiping the blood from her mouth, the corner of her lips slightly raised, "Do you know what the metal buckles on my clothes are made of?"

Before she could reply, he continued, "This is made of multicolored glazed stone that came from a place far, far away from the border region. "On the surface, this Glazed Stone may seem like an ordinary metal buckle, but in reality, it is a rare and valuable object. It is extremely hard."

"If you know how to bite a button made of glazed stone to such an extent, isn't it a good toothache?!"

Shen Zhi Qiao was stunned by his bluff. His large eyes looked suspiciously at the metal buckle on his chest, but he couldn't see anything special about it. At most, it was more expensive than normal buttons. How could it be as impressive as he said?!

Qi Mujing's eyes were filled with a good mood. She carefully wiped the blood off her face, then put the handkerchief back into her arms.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone staring straight at him. He was confused, "What's wrong?!"

Shen Zhiqiao knitted his brows and reached into his arms. Immediately, he took out the handkerchief. "Dirty …"

He lightly wiped the silk handkerchief with his finger and it returned to his hand in the blink of an eye. Qi Mujing looked at the lifelike embroidery work on the silk handkerchief with a smile, "It's not dirty." With that, he hid the item in his bosom.

Shen Zhi Qiao's face was flushed red. He was truly ashamed.

That silk handkerchief was the first gift she had given him. She had personally embroidered a token of love for him.

In the Eastern Tomb Dynasty, a woman giving a man a silk handkerchief embroidered with her own hands meant that she would never marry.

She only did this once, and it took her an entire half month to finish embroidering the silk handkerchief. She was also a mortal, and what she embroidered was nothing more than a mandarin duck.

During that half month, although she tried her best to embroider, the final product was still out of the ordinary.

However, Jing didn't mind, she even carried it on her body like a treasure. Normally, she wouldn't even be able to touch it if she wanted to.

Qi Mujing noticed that the Southern Viewing King was walking slowly forward and reaching out his hand to pull her into his embrace. He raised his gaze and asked, "Is the prince used to living in the manor?"

When the Southern Viewing King saw his movements, his interest towards the marquis' wife grew even more.

They didn't know that the marquis' wife was a saint from all sides, but she had actually made Marquis Zhong Lie such a treasure.

"Marquis Zhong Lie has thought it through thoroughly, the food and clothing is the best …" He laughed loudly. "This King probably doesn't want to leave after living here for a while."

Saying that, he turned to the side and used his large hands to pull at the person hiding behind him, "Beautiful girl, haven't you always held Marquis Zhong in high esteem? "I've always kept the Marquis in my mouth when I was at the manor, and now that I've met him, I feel at ease."

Respect and admiration for her man?!

Shen Zhiqiao curiously moved his arm slightly, wanting to see that woman's appearance.

Who knew that a certain someone would actually lift up the fur collar around her neck, and her line of sight was completely blocked by this troublesome robe, so she had no choice but to give up.

"This little girl Shen Shu greets Master Hou." Her voice was like an oriole, melodious and melodious.

The moment she said that, Qi Mujing immediately clenched his fists, squinted his black eyes, and stared at her with a cold expression while pursing his lips.

Shen Shuzhi?!

For some reason, after hearing this name, a trace of panic appeared in his heart.

The body of the man who was hugging him suddenly shook, which increased the curiosity in Shen Zhiqiao's heart.

Ignoring everything else, Shen Zhi Qiao exerted a little strength and pulled the big fat demon down, looking for a crack to look forward.

She had bright eyes, white teeth, and a figure like a willow. Her pink muslin clothing accentuated her curvaceous and elegant figure, making her seem extremely seductive.

However, in the winter, she only had two pieces of clothes that were so thin they seemed to be missing. She could clearly see that she was trembling, but she still maintained her smile as she shyly stared at her man.

She wrinkled her brows in displeasure. Suddenly, she felt a hostile gaze shoot towards her. She looked at her in alarm and her heart trembled. It was that girl …

The corners of her mouth lifted into a smile, but her beautiful eyes were filled with hatred.

But, why did she hate her? It was the first time they had met, wasn't it?!

Shen Shu Zhi, Shen Shu Zhi …

The more she thought about it, the more she panicked. Shen Zhi Qiao held onto the front of her shirt tightly, avoiding her line of sight.

Seeming to feel the uneasiness of the person in his arms, Qi Mujing wrapped herself tighter around her, and lightly patted her back.

However, Mo Hei Er looked straight at Shen Shuzhi, a complicated look in her eyes.

Who was the Southern Viewing King? How could he not see the concealed emotions of these people?

Ye Zichen sneered in his heart. It seems like this trip to the East Tomb will be more and more interesting.

As he thought about it, he pulled Shen Shuzhi into his embrace, "The weather is so cold, why don't you wear more beauties? Look at how cold your little face is …" He vaguely whispered into her ear, but his gaze was on Qi Mujing, "If I freeze a beauty, then I won't be able to sleep at night …"