The power of color and fragrance

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows lightly.

"yes?"

Yuan Ziqing watched the two people's words, and only concentrated for a moment, then she retracted her gaze, wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, and walked away.

Qingli looked at her with a frown and cursed secretly!

Damn it, I didn't expect to meet someone so courageous. Just now she made a bet with Chi Yan that if someone passed by, she would let off smoke to frighten people. At first, she looked like she was bound to win, but she never thought that she would meet someone with a big heart.

"Don't go, you stinky girl, you made me lose, want to go? It's not that easy!"

A cold sword blocked Yuan Ziqing's way, Yuan Ziqing looked directly at Qingli without any expression of fear.

"Step aside."

Stunned by her reaction, before Qingli could recover, Chiyan threw his arms across in an instant!Block Qingli's cold sword.

"Let her go."

Qingli was not reconciled, there were so many such little slaves in the palace, why Chiyan kept helping her.

While the two were talking, Yuan Ziqing had slipped away from behind the rockery.

"Where are people?"

"gone."

"Chiyan, you!"

Qingli couldn't bear this breath, she was already extremely depressed because of the punishment before, she didn't expect Chiyan to go against her.

The tip of the sword reflected the moonlight, very penetrating.

The lights and swords are together, and the two stand with swords.

Chiyan knew that Yuan Ziqing was someone the prince valued, so he had no choice but to do so in order to prevent the master from having a quarrel with the prince.

"Qingli, I don't want to fight with you."

"Hmph, it's not you who want to fight with me, but I who want to fight with you. Come on!"

Yuan Ziqing, who was walking behind the rockery, heard the sound of metal clashing behind him. He didn't look back, and his steps quickened.

At a turning point, a black shadow flashed past, Yuan Ziqing was startled, stopped, and looked around.

Could it be that I read it wrong...

While she was meditating, a pair of big hands groped for her lower back like a ghost, and embraced her.

A unique scent of sandalwood greeted the tip of the nose, which was somewhat familiar, as if I had encountered it in a dream.

Then she fell into a tough and strong embrace, and someone covered her lips with a hand, but she didn't scream.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the person who was catching him in front of him. Seeing that she didn't seem to have any exaggerated reaction, the person smiled lightly.

It was dark at night, and behind the rockery, he couldn't see anything clearly, but Yuan Ziqing could feel the corner of the man's lips twitching against him, and then the man's chest trembled.

"You are not afraid."

Familiar voice.

Of course she was afraid, but in front of the enemy, she would never show her weak side.Suppressing the fear in his heart, he recalled the familiar voice in his mind.

Feeling that his palm was getting wet, the man slowly lowered the arm that was holding her.

Yuan Ziqing panted heavily, and was about to open his mouth to say something when the man's eyes froze, and a torch came shining from afar.

"Hush!"

Turning around, Yuan Ziqing was pressed behind the rockery, and a row of guards ran past where they were standing just now.

"That's right there! The sound of fighting was heard just now."

"Walk!"

A row of torches passed by, and the moment the torches shone, Yuan Ziqing saw the man's face clearly.

He was pressing on himself, and in the faint light of the fire, his lips, which were as beautiful as cherry blossoms, hooked slightly. From this angle, he could just see his skin as delicate as porcelain.

His dark and deep eyes were looking straight ahead, glowing charmingly. The man's eyes suddenly looked down. Yuan Ziqing quickly lowered his head as if he had been caught peeping.

The man leaned closer, the two breaths met, and suddenly he wrinkled his nose.

Disgusting tone.

"Smelly."

Yuan Ziqing's face was unnatural for a moment. He stayed in the clothing workshop all day long, doing things non-stop, and how could he be so fragrant? He twisted his body to break free from the man's restraint.

The man smiled lowly, and the strength in his hands increased slightly.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Ziqing laughed at himself. Now that she still cares about her appearance, she is still in front of this man. It seems that she has not felt this feeling for a long time.

Long-lost and unfamiliar.

"Everyone is gone, let me go."

Indifferent tone.

The man let go of the hand, Yuan Ziqing didn't even look at him, straightened his clothes, she would suffer if she didn't go back, compared to the slaves of Huanyifang who signed a death contract in the palace, leaving privately is regarded as Huanyifang Taboo.

Looking at her indifferent expression, the man's thick hair rippled softly, like a bright and clean first quarter moon in the night sky, and the cinnabar between his brows also deepened.

She, really doesn't know herself?

It was just one time, and I actually cared so much about what other people thought.

He also fell silent, and watched Yuan Ziqing leave.

After the people left, two figures stepped out of the rockery one after the other.

"Master, that maidservant..."

A cold gaze swept away, and Qing Li stopped talking.

"Keep it."