Chapter 133: Cherish life and stay away from evildoers

She never thought that the third time she met him, it was such a situation. She thought he was a good person, but at this moment, she completely overturned her previous good impression. She is a pretty lady, she has never been insulted like this. She forcibly suppressed her anger, stretched out her hand to grasp the clothes on her body, looked at Yan Yu coldly, and sneered: "If I guess right, you are Yan Yuheng?"
Yan Yu laughed and leaned down by the pool, his eyes burning, falling on Suxuan like a soldering iron. Such eyes seemed to be able to burn off Bai Suxuan's clothes and see her deep inside.
Su Xuan became more and more irritated by him. At this moment, she understood Zhaoping instantly. She said that she didn't know what to say when she saw Yan Yu. She thought it was right. For such a scornful person, do you still have to talk? Just use your fist to solve it.
"This is Princess Zhaoping's other courtyard. Have you been here with her permission?" She raised her head, raised her eyebrows and looked at him coldly, "Although you are Princess Zhaoping's uncle, you can't mess around here. , Please leave quickly."
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and looked at her with awe-inspiring eyes, "Girl, you sing that piece very well, and that piece of Yulouchun is also good. When will I let this king listen to it again? what?"
Su Xuan sneered: "Do you really want to listen again?"
Yan Yu nodded.
"Alright, come here." Su Xuan suddenly smiled.
Yan Yu smiled and stretched out his hand, trying to pull her ashore. He has an elegant posture, with thin lips and a smile. He leaned over and flicked the floor with his sleeves wide, with a faint fragrance coming out of him.
This scent is clearly a woman's powder.
Su Xuan smiled coldly in her heart and stretched out her hand towards him. She originally wanted to take him to the pool when he was not on guard, and then take the opportunity to walk away. However, as soon as her hand touched his, she was held by him. She couldn't pull him at all, and at this moment, she wanted to take off his palm but couldn't. He took her hand and clenched it bit by bit. She raised her head and faced Yan Yu's eyes, only to feel that his eyes were dark as they were staring at her, and there was a fire.
When Yan Yu just came in, Su Xuan took her clothes and draped them on her body in a panic, but she didn't really wear anything inside her outer shirt. If he was pulled out of the water, wouldn't it be seen by him? At this time, she regretted that she was too reckless, she should stay away from him and don't mess with him.
"You go out first!" Yan Yu said lightly to the women.
"Oh, the prince has forgotten us old people when he meets the new ones." Several women laughed and joked, but they kept walking under their feet and quickly retreated.
The women quit the bamboo house, leaving only her and Yan Yu.
very quiet.
Only the sound of spring water gurgling.
Su Xuan suddenly had an ominous premonition. This person's words just now obviously regarded her as a brothel girl. At this time, he drove others out. Could it be that she was very angry in her heart, but at this time she had nothing to do. . Right now he was holding his hand in this way, his upper body was floating on the surface, and his lower body was under the water, unable to move at all, lest the spring light would be exposed, but he was neatly dressed and he was obviously at a disadvantage.
She had to say softly: "Wang Yan, please let go of my hand, I am not the kind of person you imagine."
"Not what kind of person, what kind of person are you? Tell me, who are you?" Yan Yu pulled her with one hand, and the other hand supported the edge of the pool carved with white marble. His thin lips rose up, and his smile was like spring and ice. Soft like flowing water.
Su Xuan felt she was being teased.
She had never been teased like this in Lijing City, her cheeks flushed, and the redness spread all the way to her neck, causing Yan Yu to smile again and again. She finally couldn't bear it, lifted the bare hand that was not held by Yan Yu, pulled a white hosta from her bun, and stab at his hand that held her tightly.
He thought he would let go of her hand, but he didn't hide, letting his white hosta stabbed him in the wrist. She was extremely annoyed, with great force, the white hosta pierced his wrist, and the blood tickled down on the white jade stone by the pool.
Su Xuan raised her head in astonishment and saw his unbridled gaze, the evil and handsome face, and the wild and ambiguous smile.
She is gone!
At that time, Su Xuan did not know that the only way to deal with a shameless person was to be more shameless than him.
"You let me go!" Su Xuan raised her head, her eyes condensed into mist, but she held her head proudly and straightened her back.
Yan Yu smiled and seemed very satisfied with her like this. He flipped his hand and took the white hosta in her hand and received it in his arms, "I accept your token of love!"
Su Xuan glared at him fiercely, what a token of love, it was really shameless!
Yan Yu didn't let her go, his eyes turned and fell on her chest, the corners of her lips smiled ambiguously and playfully, with a weird evil spirit, which surprised Su Xuan's heart. He smiled, lowered his eyes and approached, exhaling warmly to his ears, and said in a low voice: "The carmine petals are beautiful."
Yan Yu let go of his hand after speaking.
There was a buzz in Su Xuan's head, and she realized that she had just been fighting, and her chest was torn apart, revealing the carmine petal-like birthmark on her chest.
Su Xuan thought: Drown me!
She blushed and dived into the pool.
At this moment, Su Xuan made up her mind.
Cherish life and stay away from evildoers!
Qin Jiu was in a coma, and snuggled into an embrace. She didn't know that this embrace was the embrace of the evildoer.
Yan Yu actually knew that Qin Jiu suffered internal injuries, otherwise she would not vomit blood, but he thought that with Qin Jiu's martial arts, the internal injuries should be a piece of cake and there would be no major incidents, so when Qin Jiu left, he did not have the same She left together. What's more, at this time, he was angry.
Although he was talking and laughing like wind with others, he was really angry.
Is this woman crazy, jumping down from the bamboo tower? Although her light work is good, this approach is still very risky.
He felt that as her collaborator, he had the right to be angry, and he should be angry. After all, he has really regarded her as his brother now. Although, he knew in his heart that the purpose of this woman supporting him was not simple, and everything she did was not entirely for him, but he couldn't just watch her die in front of him.
Because, after all, she grabbed the hydrangea this time for him.
When she left, he began to feel a little uneasy. People were injured because of him, so he should care about it.
Thinking of this, he felt as uncomfortable as being caught by a cat, and he felt extremely uneasy without looking at her. So he greeted others and chased him out.
Wu Gou and Zhou Sheng are standing outside the carriage, Qin Jiu and Loquat are not there, they should be inside the carriage.
Yan Yu took three steps and took two steps, and in a short time he reached the carriage. Zhou Sheng saw that he was coming, and said hurriedly: "Master, Miss Qin has passed out!"
Yan Yu was startled and bent down and got into the carriage.
The loquat had put Qin Jiu in the carriage. The carriage was very large. Qin Jiu had his head resting on a brocade pillow and curled up in the carriage with his eyes closed.
She looked really embarrassed at this time, and the dress that had been on the bamboo tower as a red umbrella wishing her to jump down was somewhat broken at this time. She also had blood on her chest, apparently she vomited it. A head of ink hair was scattered messily behind his head, as dark as his mood at the moment.
Loquat saw Yan Yu coming in, his face still calm, but his eyes were cold.
"I'll take care of her!" Yan Yu said.
Loquat hesitated, in fact, at this time, he didn't want Yan Yu to take care of Qin Jiu. He glanced at Yan Yu, and said lightly: "Don't worry, the lord, my master is dead. If you can't die, you won't let the lord!"
Yan Yu squinted his eyes and smiled: "Loquat, your master has suffered internal injuries and can't stand the bumps. Are you relieved when someone else is driving a carriage?"
Loquat's heart sank. He naturally knew that Qin Jiu had suffered internal injuries, and he really couldn't suffer the bumps. Only then got out of the carriage and went to drive the carriage in person.
The sky was sinking, and the light in the carriage dimmed.
Yan Yu turned on the wind lamp hanging in the corner of the carriage. Under the dim light, he noticed that Qin Jiu's face was still blushing. It stands to reason that she suffered internal injuries and vomited blood. This time she should be pale. He frowned and reached out to touch her face.
Her skin is silky smooth and feels good to the touch. With his friction, it turned out white. A gloom flashed in his eyes, it turned out that she had applied a layer of rouge on her face, wiped off this layer of rouge, the skin inside was as white as paper.
Yan Yu's breathing stagnated, and he frowned. How beautiful this woman is!
Loquat drove fast and smoothly, but it was inevitable that there were still some bumps.
Qin Jiu groaned softly, and leaned toward him.
Yan Yu hesitated, then stretched out his arms to hug her in his arms. She was so dirty, not only did her clothes shatter, but she was also stained with soil when she fell to the ground. However, strangely, he did not feel disgusted at all.
He lifted her up and stabilized himself by exerting internal force. Even if the carriage bumps, it will not bump her at all.
At this moment, facing her in a coma, he regretted a little, he shouldn't let her compete with Yan Su.
If something happened to her, thinking about it this way would make him a little bit afraid. He thought that he really regarded her as his own, so he was so worried about her accident.
The carriage returned to Qin's Mansion when the dusk fell.
Yan Yu hugged Qin Jiu out of the carriage and walked towards her boudoir.
Qin Jiu, who had been in a coma all the way, woke up at this moment. She opened her eyes and glanced at Yan Yu who was holding her. Suddenly a bitter smile appeared on the corners of her lips, as if it were blossoming into a flower in her eyes. The miserable situation and the time to cover it up in the future have all fallen into Yan Yu's eyes.
At that moment, that touch of sorrow stabbed his heart.