"Dare to spread this matter, I will kill you!" When I was sitting on the chair, I raised my head to accept Qiqi's service, Chu Xuanchi threatened in a hoarse voice.

Qiqi was just a little stunned, but after being slightly stunned, he suddenly became happy.

It turns out that this is just his catchphrase of Prince Xuan. If I kill you, I will take your life... It turns out that it's just like this...

When he was so threatened by him, he felt heartbreaking, but now...

She let out a light breath and felt relieved.

"Don't say it." As if coaxing a child, he patted his forehead and stopped the bleeding in the oldest way. Then he took a soft towel dipped in warm water to wipe the blood on his face and nose clean.

His eyes fell on her little face that was as clear as jade, and then moved down from her face. Looking at the crystal neck that was so white and tender that it seemed to be able to see the faint blood veins hidden under the skin, the eyes were inevitably stained with spots of bromine black.

She was concentrating on wiping him, not paying attention to the change in his eyes. It was not until he subconsciously reached out and his big palm fell on her waist and gently grabbed it. She realized and quickly broke free from his arms.

They had several skin blind dates, but they were already very close, but she could not tell from his eyes that she liked her.

He is arrogant and domineering, and he does whatever he wants. Perhaps even he wants any woman he wants. He doesn't care whether the other party agrees or not.

But she is different. She cares. In this life, she only wants a chest that can make her snuggle up to. That chest must belong only to her.

If there are still people who get involved, even if he wants her with the force, he will have to reach her body.

I will not give my heart, and I will never throw it to a man who is not completely and completely.

Still moving away from the range he could reach, she picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea, looking for the topic: "Do you feel a little relaxed these days?"

"Yes." Chu Xuanchi responded lightly, raised his cup to drink up the tea, and handed her the empty cup.

I seemed a little thirsty tonight, my throat was dry and uncomfortable.

Qiqi silently poured the second cup and the third cup for him... When the fourth cup of tea fell to her stomach, she grabbed the cup and gently placed it on the short table: "If you drink too much tea, you will not sleep well at night."

"I sleep here tonight." He said, naturally and freely, sleeping in the boudoir of an unmarried woman seemed to be commonplace for him.

In the past, Qiqi would have wondered if it was because of his infamous reputation, so he felt that even if one more man was spent in her room, she wouldn’t care? Anyway, it was already a broken flower, so why bother with one more?

But later, while getting along, I gradually discovered that this noble prince actually had a little obsession with cleanliness. He never wanted to touch things that others had used.

So, he thought she was clean in his heart, right? Even though her reputation has always been bad, even if she had been in Chu Liuyun's room for several nights, he still believed that she was clean.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be willing to sleep with her again.

"Isn't there a banquet in the palace?" He took out a military book from the Heaven and Earth bracelet, and borrowed it from Chu Liuyun. She asked inadvertently: "I heard that the third prince and the ninth princess of Jin have come. They are coming for you. You can withdraw the seat early, is it really good?"

Suddenly, the waist lightened, and the person was actually swept up by his palm wind. When he opened his eyes, he was already on his legs.

Prince Xuan is really tall. He is much taller than her, a little man who is only over 1.6 meters tall. Even if he sits on his lap, he still has to raise his eyes to meet his gaze.

He lowered his head, his breath was a little cold, and it fell on her face coldly: "Do you know Dongling Haotian?"

Qiqi was slightly stunned and subconsciously wanted to stay away.

He began to get cold again, cold, and there seemed to be a hint of inconsistency in the anger.

The little hand fell on his chest, and slightly pulled apart between the two of them. She shook her head: "I don't know."

"Why are you looking at him?" Wherever he was there, her eyes were actually on other men, which made him inexplicably unhappy.

When he was unhappy, he wanted to let her know that he never liked to sulk alone.

"I..." Knowing what he was referring to, she lowered her pupil eyelashes and thought about it in her heart, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Do you know Feng Minghua was ruined?"

He didn't speak, just stared at her, but his eyes were almost softer.

"I did it." Lieing in front of him was definitely a dead end. He seemed to be good to her, but Qiqi knew very well why he was good to him.

This guy can have a good sleep by her at night, and she still has a little value to be exploited.

"But that night I met a man with a silver ghost face. After I ruined Feng Minghua, he even told me that he knew who pushed me off the cliff." He was slightly stunned, obviously having a little lack of confidence: "It's...it's just falling into the cold pond and meeting the prince that day."

"The Third Prince is the one who pushes you off the cliff?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes deep, and others could not see clearly what was hidden in these dark eyes.

"It shouldn't be him. I can't feel that he has any murderous aura towards me." She shook her head. In fact, many things were just speculations. Even if the silver ghost-faced man that day was Dongling Haotian, she could not be completely sure: "I don't know if the third prince was the ghost-faced man that night. I just thought that his eyes were very evil, just like the ghost-faced man that night, but I had no evidence."

"Then?"

"I just took a few more glances, and then." This is true. Since the ghost-faced man didn't mean to kill her, then she shouldn't have participated in too much of this complicated matter. Even if she participated, she wouldn't let him know.

She straightened her body, and didn't expect that this position would always be too close to him, so she kept moving away from him.

Even though he was still sitting on his lap, at least he wasn't his two bodies completely fit: "Have you heard of a man named Ye Shura?"

The big palm that landed on her waist tightened slightly. She screamed lowly and looked up at him, but saw a serious expression in his eyes.

She understands.

"I won't provoke him on my own initiative, nor will I go after who Ye Shura is."

"You don't have the ability either." The big palm finally relaxed a little, but he stopped talking, just rubbed her palms gently around her waist.

For a long time, the room was in a quiet, silent, and silent atmosphere was a bit uneasy.

I really don’t know how long it took. Just when Qiqi couldn’t help but want to find some topic to break the deadlock, Chu Xuanchi suddenly said: “Don’t worry about this anymore.”

"I know." If you don't have the ability, you will have a dead end.

Seeing his face regaining his indifferent face, she pushed her nudgedly, but she slid down from his leg: "Have you not had a good rest in the past few days?"

The fatigue between his eyebrows was noticed by her first sight. She walked to the bedside and laid the bedding for him: "Prince, go to bed."

Let's go to bed, a few extremely awkward words, but both of them knew that sleeping is really about going to bed, and she had no other meaning.

When he bent over to tidy up the bedding, his steep buttocks swayed gently in his sight. Although they were separated by his clothes, they were clearly outlined.

With just one glance, the beautiful scenery had already penetrated his mind, and he stood up and walked towards her.

When Qiqi stood up, he was already standing behind her, so silent that he almost scared her.

I consciously retreated, but unexpectedly there was a big bed behind me. I had no choice but to retreat, and even sat down.

He leaned over and pressed down, she hid and could only lean back... in such a vague posture, holding her long arms beside her, imprisoning her under her body, but not continuing to press down, but leaving her nowhere to escape.

"What exactly does the prince want to do?" I was obviously a little panicked, but I was still trying my best to maintain my calmness: "Prince, you should know that I and you are not in this relationship."

"Who said no?" He had the final say, it was not her turn to decide.

He admired the panic in her eyes and the calmness of this little face. Suddenly he curled a strand of her hair and put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it lightly.

If he gets separated in the future, or if he is seriously injured and blind, can he still recognize her with the fragrance he slowly become familiar with?

"Your Majesty, you know it's not!" Some words must be explained. Even if you are vague, you should have a degree. She never forgot that there will be a special banquet for him. She never forgot that he would not choose her.

Thinking of what the father said in his letter, his eyes flashed slightly. She raised her eyes, and this time she faced his gaze without retreating: "Prince, if I really participate in the selection of concubine selection banquet, would I really have no chance?"

His eyes were locked on her clear eyes, and his starry eyes narrowed slightly.

She was familiar with his expression, and this time she was not angry, but was considering it very seriously.

It turned out that he had to consider it too before he could decide her fate.

She waited for his results.

After a while, he asked in a slight voice: "Serious?"

Qiqi just hesitated slightly and nodded: "Serious."

"No." Since she was serious, then his answer was also serious.

"Why?" The bitterness in her heart was covered up by her. This was not the first time he gave her this answer, so there was no need to feel it hurt.

But she must attend this concubine's banquet, and she has no choice.

"Tell me why?" A pair of eyes stared at his face that was more beautiful than a woman. She didn't give up. Her eyes showed signs of injury, like a wounded beast, even her hands were tightly held.

He threw away the strand of hair and stood up straight. His tall body brought a shadow to her, blocking all the candlelights that were cast to this side.

"You are too weak." He turned around, sat down beside the bed, and slowly lay down, as if he was really not interested in her words: "I don't want to be weak."

It turned out that this was the reason why he rejected her.

I was a little surprised and always thought that he didn't want her just because she couldn't bring him too much benefits, but he didn't think that he just thought she was too weak.

He wants someone who can stand with him or protect himself without spending his energy on protecting him.
Chapter completed!