"Qiao Yiqing, I want to fight you for the best!" Tang Xinmiao roared, and the spiritual power in his hand suddenly rushed out.

Xuan Mingche pushed Qiao Yiqing away at this time, his eyes sternly, and waved his hand to remove a force.

"Bang--" Tang Xinmiao was hit, her mouth was squirting blood and was shaking, but her eyes were extremely cautious with unwilling and injured eyes.

"Myong-Shi-Lord, are you really so heartless?"

Tang Xinmiao never thought that Xuan Mingche, who was still gentle on his face, was as cold as a god of killing when facing his own face.

Is she so unforgivable in his heart?

"I said that if you touch a hair of her, you will die!"

When Tang Xinmiao heard this answer, her tense expression instantly burst into a grim smile.

"Hahaha--Death? What I, Tang Xinmiao, fear most in my life is not death, but not being able to be with you--"

She smiled heartbrokenly, her voice mixed with unparalleled pain.

What is death?

Even if you are alive, what's the point if you don't have him?

Tang Xinmiao laughed louder and louder, but the tears that were sliding down the corners of her eyes were deeply interpreting despair.

Qiao Yiqing stood up and faced the woman in front of her who was in love with her crazy eyes, with some sympathy.

"Tang Xinmiao, wake up. You love him, but he doesn't love you, and you won't be happy even if you are together."

When Tang Xinmiao heard Qiao Yiqing's words, she stopped laughing and stared at her with a torchy eyes. Her eyes were deep and her expression was stern: "Do you know what love is? What qualifications do you have to say to me?"

Qiao Yiqing shook her head seriously: "Yes, I don't understand love, cold-blooded and ruthless, cruel and inhumane, are all the evaluations of others."

When Xuan Mingche heard this, he felt ache in his heart. He grabbed Qiao Yiqing's hand and used force to secretly.

Qiao Yiqing gave him a bright smile: "Since I met him, I have been reborn. I have become a Qiao Yiqing who I don't know. Being with him can be happy and happy, laughing loudly and crying loudly. Such a flesh-and-blood Qiao Yiqing is the real Qiao Yiqing. And he is the source of all my motivation and happiness."

Xuan Mingche hugged her in emotion and murmured softly: "You are also the source of Xuan Mingche."

Looking at the sincere relationship between the two, Tang Xinmiao tightened her palms and roared loudly: "You are the brand new Qiao Yiqing, then what am I? What is my recognized fiancée? No! I can't let you be together, can't!!!"

Tang Xinmiao was excited and seriously injured again. After roaring, she fainted—

Everyone was sensational and surrounded him, helping Tang Xinmiao up and sending him back to the Tang Mansion.

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At this time, Qiao Yiqing had been taken to his bedroom by Xuan Mingche.

The palace maids in the bedroom saw a stunning woman suddenly coming, and they all stared at each other with wide eyes.

Xuan Mingche likes quietness. The palace has been deserted and no one comes to disturb her. The woman has fewer opportunities to come to her.

Now, he brought a woman in, which became a strange thing.

"Come on, prepare a hot bath for your wife--"

Xuan Mingche gave a cold order, and then helped Qiao Yiqing walk towards the inner room.

When the palace maids heard this, their eyes widened.

Madam? Is this woman’s identity?

Thinking of this, the palace maids were all frightened and quickly stepped down to prepare for bathing water.

At this time, the only two of them were left in the room.

Qiao Yiqing was worried and finally turned into action, and she anxiously pulled Xuan Mingche's already torn clothes.

"Madam, you are so anxious. You haven't served you to take a bath for your husband." Xuan Mingche smiled evilly, and his eyes were full of jokes.

Qiao Yiqing glared at him angrily: "You know how to tease me, let me see your injuries--"

"No need, I'm fine, don't worry." Xuan Mingche grabbed the hand that was stripping his clothes hard, put it on his lips and sipped it.

Qiao Yiqing's face turned slightly red, and she glanced at him awkwardly: "Stop coming, I must see it today to be at ease."

As she said that, she reached out and pulled his clothes away again, revealing her strong chest and thin waist.

In the past, Qiao Yiqing must have seen her body feel hot and bleeding all over her nose.

But now, the scene in front of her suddenly stabbed her in the eye.

Blood marks spread naked on the body, and the bruises around them turned purple, which looked like they had been punished.

Some wounds have healed, leaving light-colored scars, while others have bleeding flesh, which looks extremely terrifying.

Qiao Yiqing's tears were like a flood that broke the dam, surging.

She covered her lips in shock, swallowed all the crying sounds like a knife in her belly, and her heart was as painful as a knife.

The trembling hands carefully stroked his scar and gently stroked him, for fear that a gravity would hurt him.

The voice that tried hard to suppress emotions was a little hoarse: "How did you do this?"

Xuan Mingche knew Qiao Yiqing's heartache and pretended to be relaxed: "I was accidentally cut during the battle."

Qiao Yiqing raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and she growled in anger: "Nonsense! How could you be cut? These scars are complicated. I don't know how many sharp weapons you are hurt. Can you find a reason to be more advanced if you want to lie to me?"

Xuan Mingche smiled when she heard this and chuckled: "Haha, it's so fatal to fall in love with a smart woman!"

"Bastard, are you telling the truth?" Qiao Yiqing was worn out by him and said angrily.

Xuan Mingche was helpless and hugged her: "Because of a small matter, I entered the Han Palace. I was inevitably injured when practicing in the Han Palace."

He said the clouds were calm and the wind was light, but Qiao Yiqing knew it clearly in her heart.

Han Palace is a terrible place, and even the people of Canghan clan feel awe.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yiqing, who was pressed in her arms, closed her eyes in distress and sobbed softly.

How much suffering and how much sin he suffered, she will find out one by one, and will definitely return it to the beasts.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. Since you saw you, you kept crying, and you were not like Qiao Yiqing before." Xuan Mingche pushed her away and blamed her dotingly.

Qiao Yiqing retorted angrily: "Why do you tell me to control me when I see you like that? It's all your fault, which makes me cry!!!"

Looking at Qiao Yiqing's grievance only showed in front of him, she felt agitation and quickly comforted her: "I was wrong, I will never let you be sad again, I promise."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Qiao Yiqing calmed down, endured her smile, bit his lips, and hesitated: "I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

Xuan Mingche opened his mouth and bit Qiao Yiqing's red lips, and directly expressed his longing with his actions.

Qiao Yiqing was so breathless that she was kissed by him that she couldn't bear it and pushed his chest.

At this moment, a female voice broke the deadlock.

"Master Xuanshi, the hot water has been prepared-"

Before the palace maid finished speaking, she saw the fierce kiss of the two, and she was so scared that her legs were weak and hurriedly withdrew: "I took my leave--"

Xuan Mingche let go of Qiao Yiqing's swollen lips and looked at her delicate face, and the feelings in her body began to move.
Chapter completed!