The rich fragrance of flowers lingers in the breath, Yingying's breath is unstable, and her body begins to get hot.

This time the lover's murmur became strange, and the heat waves made her legs a little weak. Yingying's figure shook, but fortunately, the prince supported her in time.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Shi's arms stiffened. She pushed open the door and helped her walk in.

Xiaodai was not in the room, and the table was messy and obviously someone had searched for it. It seemed that Xiaodai had left. Yingying frowned and breathed heavily. She didn't expect that the two of them would miss it, and she didn't know if Xiaodai had found the medicine box.

"Go and help me find Xiaodai." Yingying pushed away Prince Zhaoshi's hand and forced herself to sit on the chair.

Just after being helped by Prince Zhao Shi, she realized that her body was so hot that her shoulders were trembling slightly uncontrollably. It was strange that she had never felt hot and hot when her lover whispered. This time she felt a faint sense of weirdness.

Looking up, Yingying found that Zhao Shi was still standing beside her, licked her dry lips, and she urged, "Go and look for it quickly."

Prince Zhaoshi moved his arm, and he leaned forward without leaving, trying to touch Yingying's cheek, "I'm not sure you're here alone."

Yingying was dry and uncomfortable at this time, and all kinds of symptoms were piled up in one place, which made her feel alert. She pulled the collar and waved her hand without mercy. When the prince was slapped, she made a crisp sound.

"Don't touch me!" Yingying's tone was very bad, and her voice trembled faintly.

The back of Prince Zhaoshi's hand soon turned red. If it were before, he was so kind to care about people but was beaten, he would have kicked the table and left with anger. However, this time he was just stunned. His fair and handsome face was already red. He rubbed his robe tightly with his hands to speak, and his dark eyes trembled violently as Yingying's long eyelashes.

Yingying suddenly had the urge to knock him down. This thought flashed by and even Yingying herself was scared.

She finally noticed the problem and pinched her fingers into her palm and asked Zhao: "Have you done something?"

Prince Zhaoshi answered the question irrelevantly, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable now?"

"You should smell the sachet I brought you more quickly. That can really relieve the pain of your lover."

How could Yingying believe him when she saw him like this? The two of them had been together for many years. Even if she was careless, she could see the abnormality of Prince Zhaoshi. She had a vague guess in her heart and took out the sachet in her arms and threw it on the table.

"I don't smell it!" I couldn't tell what it felt. Yingying once trusted Prince Zhaoshi and was disappointed now.

No matter how she was guarding, she never thought that Prince Zhaoshi would tamper with her things, not to mention that Prince Zhaoshi had just worn this sachet, and he had been with her for so long, and he would inevitably smell the fragrance. Why was she the only one affected? Prince Zhaoshi was still not affected at all?

Out of all kinds of selfish intentions, Yingying did not want to believe that Prince Zhaoshi would harm her, so she thought of various reasons to excuse Prince Zhaoshi and wanted to believe him. Prince Zhaoshi's subsequent actions completely made Yingying completely sacrifice.

Prince Zhaoshi only silent for a moment, then picked up the sachet on the table. He leaned over to pinch Yingying's shoulder and pressed the sachet down her nose despite her resistance.

"You smell it again."

Prince Zhaoshi's voice tense, and he pressed his sachet tightly and said, "Yingying, believe me, I will not harm you."

Yingying inevitably sucked several more mouthfuls. The more she smelled the fragrance, it became more and more uneasy. She was forced out of tears by Prince Zhaoshi, and used the greatest strength to push the person away, snatched the sachet in his hand and smashed it directly to the ground.

"Jing Zhaoshi, what exactly are you going to do!"

Prince Zhaoshi was pushed and staggered two steps. He stared at Yingying with red eyes in a daze, opened his mouth and murmured: "...I'm sorry."

Seeing that he wanted to pick up the sachets on the ground, Yingying slapped him hard by taking advantage of the distance. She had never been so angry. Her body was shaking so hard that she held the table. She tried to stay awake.

"You really disappointed me." Yingying said in a hoarse voice.

He was about to run out of the door, but his hand was pulled back as soon as he touched the door. Yingying stepped back and fell into Zhaoshi's arms. Prince Zhaoshi hugged her from behind and tightly wrapped her waist. Compared with the hot Yingying, Prince Zhaoshi's body was very cold and comfortable.

The Prince Zhaoshi even the breath he exhaled turned cold. Yingying was trembling and he was trembling. Feeling the instant limp of the person in his arms, he buried his face on Yingying's shoulders and his voice was hoarse.

"Yingying, please help me..." He called her, his voice as if crying.

Yingying was uncontrollably weak and weak. At the moment when the heat was surging, she let out a soft snorted, wanting to hug the person behind her at all costs.

Zhao Shi heard her light and chant clearly, which was a voice he had never heard before.

As the man twisted and moved, Prince Zhaoshi's arms became more and more stiff when he held her. This was the first time that the two of them were so close. The little girl who liked to contradict him on weekdays was soft and soft. He was held in his arms, a small ball of soft and soft like a cat.

But, it shouldn't be like this.

Prince Zhaoshi saw Yingying's eyes foggy and tears in his eyes. Compared to this moment, he was more accustomed to Gu Yingying who accompanied him to cause trouble and did not care about his identity and dared to call him his name. It was obvious that just a while ago, Gu Yingying had a bright eye and conspired with him to get Qin Rong into his hands.

After a moment of trance, Prince Zhaoshi felt a heat on the back of his hand, and he felt Yingying grab his hand.

Almost a subconscious reaction, the prince Zhaoshi was about to let go of the person. It was at this moment that Yingying seized the opportunity and kicked him hard.

Prince Zhaoshi staggered to the ground, and his back hit the table hard. Yingying turned around and did not give him a chance to turn back. She grabbed his clothes and slashed him out. She had no strength left at all. When Prince Zhaoshi fainted, Yingying's right hand was burning and a little numb.

"Is there anyone?" Yingying pushed open the door and ran out.

When she was dizzy, she used up all her remaining awakening and she was about to lose control.

Her legs became softer and weaker, and Yingying fell at the door without crossing the threshold.

Prince Zhaoshi has been lying to her. The sachet not only cannot relieve the lover's murmur, but will also evoke another hidden poison in the lover's murmur. Yingying is now a lover's murmur and another poison. The double torment is higher than the wave, gnawing on her reason.

Qingboju is a royal courtyard. Tonight, Emperor Wucheng invited all the ministers of Jiuhua Palace to join in the fun. Almost all the maids guarding here went to join in the fun. The only few left did not notice the situation here. Moreover, with the special order from Prince Zhaoshi, no one would approach here in a short time.

When Qin Rong rushed over, Yingying was lying on the ground and biting her arm.

The fragrance of flowers in the room was intoxicating, and the little girl in purple dress dressed in a very good manner was wet and wet. The little purple hairpin that was originally inserted into her hair was about to fall. When she heard someone approaching, she looked up in mist and fell to the ground with a slap in her movements.

Qin Rong paused and walked to her. After glancing at the prince Zhao Shi who was dizzy in the house, he bent down to hug the girl on the ground. As Yingying got up, the little bell on her waist made a pleasant sound.

Yingying was feeling hot and uncomfortable, and suddenly felt cold on her body and suddenly fell into the cold arms. She was afraid that the person would run away, so she quickly stuck it like an octopus, put her arms around the man's neck and buried her little face and took a deep breath. Unfortunately, she was not tall enough and her legs were out of strength. She slid off the man's body several times when she wanted to wrap her legs.

"Save me..." Yingying's breathing was hot.

Just by getting close, Yingying could judge the person by the beauty of the man. When the lover was approaching him, she pressed down a little while when she was approaching him. Yingying hummed and buried her head in his neck and rubbed her, and opened her mouth and wanted to bite her.

"Do you know who I am?" He turned his head and narrowly avoided Yingying's "attack". Qin Rong pinched the back of her neck and pulled her a little away from her.

The duck that reached the mouth flew away as soon as it was said. Yingying was a little anxious. Her dark eyes blinked and the water vapor became heavier. She was unwilling to answer that she was about to bite Qin Rong's clothes. Qin Rong calmly avoided her sideways, and couldn't help laughing as Yingying opened her mouth and bites people.

"If you don't say it, you won't let you bite it." Qin Rong said, pulling the person even further away from him.

Yingying could not leave him at this time, so she quickly put her arms around and hugged Qin Rong's neck. Her body was like a feather twitching. She twisted left and right and made a whimpering sound. Under Qin Rong's strength, she could only shout: "You are, you are the prince's brother."

This shallow and deep-rooted Yaxiang only belongs to her prince's brother.

She had completely lost her mind and returned to the most familiar pain. Yingying heard Qin Rong ask her countless times. Usually, as long as she called out the prince's brother, Qin Rong would carry her into her arms and she would be careless. But this time she waited for a long time but didn't see Qin Rong hugging her, and she couldn't help but feel at a loss.

Qin Rong looked at the girl who was soft in his arms calmly, probably poisonous. She was sobbing harder, and her whimpering voice became more and more aggrieved, and her hair bit her lips with wet hair.

Her pitiful look was enough to make any man feel distressed. Qin Rong finally patted her back with her hand and picked her up to the side of the couch. He wanted to put Yingying on the couch, but Yingying held his neck tightly and kept not loose. He was as if he would cry to show him the posture of crying when he dared to let go.

Without any more force, Qin Rong simply sat by the couch and let Yingying sit on his lap. As she twisted, the small bells on her waist rang from time to time. Qin Rong looked down and hugged her with one hand and played with the small bells on her waist. His tone was faint and unrecognizable: "It seems that Yingying likes the bells given to you by the third brother."

This is the birthday gift Qin Rong gave her two years ago. According to his understanding of Yingying, the two of them will no longer wear the gift he gave her in this situation unless she forgets who gave the bell.

He really said that he loved him the most, but he didn't care about him at all.

Yingying was dissatisfied with Qin Rong's indifference to her. The pain and itchyness made her less and less patient. Since Qin Rong ignored her, she did it herself, and skillfully grabbed Qin Rong's collar, tilted her head and wanted to bite his neck.

This time Qin Rong was bitten by her, but before she could bite her blood, Qin Rong quickly pinched the back of her neck and pulled her apart.

His chin was pinched by his cold hands, and Qin Rong's beautiful eyes were filled with tiny ice residue. He and her forehead were pressed against her forehead and breathed in a fusion. His lips seemed to touch Yingying's lips as if nothing had happened. Yingying was trembling all over her body. Every time she wanted to chase and kiss her, she was avoided.

"Yingying..." Qin Rong deliberately lowered his voice, and his hands fell from Yingying's neck on his back, comforting and patting him.

He asked casually: "Who is your prince brother?"

Yingying's lips were dry, and her throat made a low sob, and she pulled into Qinrong's clothes and replied: "It's...you."

"Hmm?" Qin Rong's eyes were closed, and he smiled deeply, rubbing her lips with his thumb, his voice slow: "Who am I?"

Yingying had no idea what kind of trap she had fallen into. If she was awake at this time, she would definitely be frightened by Qin Rong's meticulous thoughts. Blinking her blank eyes, Yingying looked at the beautiful face in front of her and spit out his name without any scruples.

"You are Qin Rong."

The prince’s brother is him, and he is Qin Rong.

Qin Rong looked at Prince Zhao Shi who was dizzy on the ground with his eyes, and smiled with a low eyebrows. The guess in his heart was confirmed. He thought he had understood everything.

Unconsciously, the person in his arms rushed forward and popped his lips. Qin Rong returned to his consciousness and looked down at her. This time he did not hide anymore, allowing the little girl to chew on his lips firmly. Until the stinging pain came, he hugged the person and took the initiative to kiss him.

The lover's nun was finally suppressed, and Yingying's body relaxed and uncontrollably wanted more.

The heat on her body had not yet dissipated, and even became more and more uncomfortable because of Qin Rong's tweet. He moved restlessly. Qin Rong let go of the person and held her hand because of her muffled groan.

"Yingying..." Qin Rong's already nice voice dyed honey and became more and more attractive.

The collar of her clothes was pulled too loose by a small hand, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbone. In this case, any part of Qin Rong's body was cooler than her. Yingying had completely lost her self-control. Her clothes on her back were soaked, and her lips lost their blood after the heat.

Qin Rong knew that Yingying had reached its limit, and her eyes swept at Prince Zhaoshi who was dizzy on the ground again. The person in his arms was thinking slightly, and he leaned against her ear and said in a deep voice: "Other... the third brother will help you?"

It's just a pity that no trace can be left for the time being.

The fragrance of flowers lasts for a long time, but Yingying is the only one who is drunk.

“…”

Xiaodai did not find Yingying's medicine box. She searched the table and bed, searched the room inside and out, and hurried back to Liangcheng Palace by taking a small path.

"The girl has left?" Xiaodai was stunned and hurriedly wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Gu Lingxiao noticed that something was wrong. After learning that Yingying's lover was whispering and left alone, he immediately wanted to look for it. Gu Mingzai frowned and pressed his son down and said, "You should not move too much if you have not healed your injury. You should sit here and take someone out to look for it."

Gu Mingzhi sat next to him, and Qiu An'an was sitting next to Qiu Yu. Qiu An'an happened to hear the conversation between several people. She hesitated and pointed in a direction: "I just went out to get some breath. When I saw Gu Yingying walking in that direction, she seemed to be looking for something, and she was following His Royal Highness next to her."

"Crown Prince?" Gu Mingzhi frowned even more violently. He subconsciously looked up and saw two empty positions. Not only was Zhao Shi away, but Qin Rong was not here.

"I know where they are going, otherwise I will help you lead the way." Qiu Anan stood up and wanted to help them find someone together. Seeing this, Qiu Yu stood up without saying a word.

The noise here was too big, which attracted the attention of Queen Gu. Seeing that Yingying was not here, Gu Mingzhi looked bad, so he didn't have time to call someone to ask, he said directly: "Shangshu Gu is so lively, but what interesting things happened?"

Xiao Dai guessed that Yingying might have returned to Qingboju, so she whispered to Gu Ming: "I will go back to Qingboju first to take a look."
To be continued...