"You will hate me too." Nan Qing looked ahead without looking sideways, and added another quiet sentence in his mouth, with a light tone, but the weight in Su Moliang's mind was not light.

He understands her!

He understands her character!

That was her battle with Nam Jinghuan, and she didn't need anyone to intervene.

Besides, she does need exercise, and Nan Jinghuan is a good target for practicing.

It seems that Nan Qing is definitely very good at using her heart.

No, it should be because of her good intentions in her body.

"Nan Qingjue, I won't thank you for doing so much, and I won't hand over the evil blood cauldron to you. You'd better die this heart." Su Moliang glared at him.

When Nan Qingjue heard this, his expressionless face suddenly sank. His ice-blue eyes suddenly jumped into sparks, staring at Su Moliang for a long time without saying a word.

Finally, he reached out to take out a small medicine bottle and wiped the medicine liquid inside on Su Moliang's wound with his own hands.

The wound was a little deep, and suddenly it was stained with the medicine. Su Moliang immediately bit his teeth in pain.

She pushed him away with a furious cat, vigilantly: "What are you going to do!"

This man is too sinister. If you apply poison to her, wouldn't he die miserably?

"Shut up!" Nan Qingjue was in a bad mood. He frowned at Su Moliang's resistance and pressed her hard in his arms, making her unable to move.

"Nan Qingjue, if you are ignorant, I will never end with you!" Su Moliang was covered in wounds and his vitality was greatly damaged. Nan Qingjue had unfathomable strength. She could not get any benefits when she fell into his hands.

Now that she is so strong that she is nestled in Nan Qingjue's arms, she has become a delicate and weak woman.

This made Su Moliang very angry.

After Su Moliang made a fuss for a while, Nan Qingjue's hand movements ended. The exposed wounds were basically healed, but he just didn't know if there were any wounds in his clothes.

Su Moliang felt Nan Qingjue's gaze wandering on his body, and he felt panicked and hugged his chest: "What do you want to do!"

Seeing this, Nan Qingjue's beautiful lips raised slightly, and he suddenly had the urge to joke: "I'll take it off, I'll give you medicine."

After the battle just now, Su Moliang's dress was already torn. If he took it off now, wouldn't he be covered in clothes?

It turns out that this is his purpose.

"You stinky hooligan!" Su Moliang roared, full of anger, and struggled to escape from his palm again.

Nan Qingjue was scolded as a stinky hooligan for the first time, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

I think he was extremely handsome back then, and how many women wanted to climb his bed, but they didn't have the chance.

And the thin, lonely and stinky girl in front of her actually called him a stinky hooligan.

Nan Qing's breathing was stagnant, and a gloomy voice warned: "If you don't want me to strip naked, just don't move."

Su Moliang is a stubborn person. The more Nan Qingjue threatened her like this, the more restless she became. She immediately raised her face and narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure you don't let me go?"

Nan Qingjue curled his lips and sneered, not caring about it: "Can you still make the most of the world?"

Su Moliang snorted coldly, and his pupils flashed a little viciously: "You will regret it!"

After the words were finished, Nan Qingjue had not yet reacted, but was caused by the severe pain under his crotch and took a deep breath of air conditioning.

Su Moliang grabbed the thing under his crotch and pinched it hard. Seeing Nan Qingjue's face flashing pain, she took advantage of this opportunity and jumped off her shoulder carriage.

Nan Qingjue did not expect that she would be so shameless and bold. The pain below made him neglect for a moment, so she actually escaped.

Su Moliang, who was free, flew a few feet away, stopped, turned around and raised a sinister and proud smile at Nan Qingjue: "Hahaha, Nan Qingjue, I said you will regret it!"

"Su! Mo! Liang!" Nan Qingjue roared out her name in anger, and every word was squeezed out from the gaps of her teeth.

Su Moliang smiled and bloomed, yelling at all, ignoring his anger: "Ninth Prince, you are thin and small, and you don't feel good at the touch, which makes me so disappointed!"

After saying that, Su Moliang ran away without waiting for Nan Qingjue to have a complete attack.

When the people around him heard this, they were a little confused and didn't know what Su Moliang meant, but seeing Nan Qingjue's dark and blue face should not be a good thing.

Nan Qingjue looked at the back that was obviously embarrassed but happy but deserved to be beaten, and his cold face showed a rare feeling of anger.

It’s okay if you pinch it, but you still dare to think that he is small!

Has she touched other men?

Damn woman!

He thought Su Moliang was already presumptuous enough to tear his clothes, but he didn't expect that she would even dare to pinch a man's life, and there was nothing she could do.

If the partner of today is not him, but other men, would she be so bold?

Thinking of Mo Haoge's eye for her, Nan Qingjue's heart was filled with inexplicable anger.

It seems that he has to show some strength to let her feel it personally, which is really small!

"Prince, where should I go next?" Seeing that Nan Qingjue had been looking at Su Moliang's departure angrily, he couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, so he couldn't help asking.

Nan Qingjue was so angry that he had no place to vent, so he suddenly growled: "Go back home!"

The voice was a little terrifying, which made the two sedan chairmen tremble, and quickly applied oil to the soles of their feet and headed towards the prince's mansion.

Su Moliang here returned to Su Mansion smoothly.

It was unexpected that Madam An and Lu Man greeted her happily, and it was unexpected that the second wife also greeted her at the door.

When the second wife saw Su Moliang enter the door, she found that there was indeed no scar on her face. She flashed with shock, and then she came up with a flattering look: "Oh, Moliang girl, why are you hurting all over!"

Su Moliang was furrowed all over by her pretentious voice, and he couldn't feel like he took a step back to avoid her touch.

If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.

Seeing Su Moliang avoiding his hand in disgust, the second wife's smile froze, but it did not affect her flattery at all: "Luman, your lady is covered with scars, why don't you hire a doctor quickly?"

Lu Manguang looked at Su Moliang's face, shocked her beautiful appearance, but ignored the injuries on her body.

She woke up immediately after being reminded suddenly and nodded in panic: "Yeah, I'll go and invite the doctor now."

Seeing Luman leaving, the second wife still looked at Su Moliang with little confidence: "Miss Moliang, look at the maid beside you who is clumsy and can't do things. My aunt arranges a clever maid to serve you."

As he said that, the second aunt waved her hand. A girl in an orange dress behind her quickly walked up and saluted Su Moliang in a regular manner.

"I'm going to see the eldest lady."

Chrysanthemum fragrance!

This name is domineering, heavy-mouthed and willful!

Su Moliang couldn't help but glance at Juxiang's buttocks, and immediately saw the latter inexplicably.

Seeing that Su Moliang did not object, the second wife's smile on her face became even brighter, and hurriedly handed Juxiang a look: "Juxiang, hurry up and send the eldest lady back to Mingqing Pavilion to rest and serve her well, do you know!"

Ju Xiang was ordered and rushed forward, wanting to support Su Moliang.

Su Moliang immediately pulled his hand away from Juxiang, frowned into the word "Second Madam, what do you mean?"
Chapter completed!