The blood gourd suddenly grew larger as it fell off, smoke erupted from the gourd's mouth, and then a tall figure hit Qiao Yiqing's eyes.

Su Zhuo was full of spiritual power, with a cold expression and a steady temperament. Only the joy in his eyes could not hide: "Master, I succeeded! In ten days, I cultivated to the level of Spirit Emperor, and I am finally qualified to stand on the throne.

By your side."

Qiao Yiqing looked at the reborn Su Zhuo and nodded happily: "Yes, you did it, you will be my secret guard from now on."

Hearing this, Su Zhuo calmly and calmly accepted the order with cupped fists: "This subordinate will never let down the master's expectations."

Qiao Yiqing looked at him with satisfaction and found that he had undergone qualitative changes from the inside out, and then she felt relieved.

"In the future, unless it is absolutely necessary, don't show up casually. If I look for you, I will call you."

"Yes!" Su Zhuo clasped his fists and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Qiao Yiqing held the blood gourd and thought that Zizhu was still inside. She didn't know what happened to her, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

At this moment, the palace maid hurried over again and said: "Miss Qiao, the patriarch's wife has invited you."

When Qiao Yiqing heard that she was the patriarch's wife, she reflexively frowned and asked in displeasure, "What's the matter with her?"

The palace maid was scolded by her, and she was so frightened that she lowered her head in fear: "Uh--this slave doesn't know--"

Qiao Yiqing was helpless and glared at her unhappily: "Let's go, I want to see what tricks she wants to play!"

After saying that, Qiao Yiqing threw up her sleeves and left——

Under the guidance of the palace maid, Qiao Yiqing came to the main hall of Changchun Palace. As soon as she stepped in, she saw the patriarch's wife sitting elegantly drinking tea.

Before Qiao Yiqing could speak, she spoke: "You are here - sit down -"

Qiao Yiqing sat on the side, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why did Madam come to me today?"

The patriarch's wife took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and looked at Qiao Yiqing seriously.

"Do you know what Cang Hanlin's situation has been in the past few days?" The lady came straight to the point, with an angry tone that made Qiao Yiqing suspicious.

"I haven't seen him since the last riot, and I don't know his situation."

Since the last time, Cang Hanlin seemed to be deliberately avoiding her and did not return to Ziyun Palace for several days. Qiao Yiqing did not even have a chance to see him, let alone know his situation.

The patriarch's wife nodded and said in a solemn tone: "Yes, he has been living in Changchun Palace these days. He is drunk like a useless person and keeps shouting your name. Do you want to see him?"

Qiao Yiqing coldly refused: "No, I will only make him suffer more, it's better not to see him."

"Just take a look outside and see how obsessed he is with you." The patriarch's wife got up and walked towards the inner hall.

Qiao Yiqing took a deep breath and followed her to the side hall.

Walking outside, she heard her name——

"Qiao Yiqing—Qiao Yiqing—Qiao Yiqing—Qiao Yiqing—"

"Woo - Wu - Wu - Qiao Yiqing -"

The patriarch’s wife pointed to Cang Hanlin, who was sitting at the table, holding a wine glass and pouring wine: "In the past few days, he has been drunk like mud. No one can persuade him. He doesn't listen to anyone's words. His mind is full of

, my mouth is full of you."

When Qiao Yiqing saw Cang Hanlin lying on the table, the suave and handsome Cang Hanlin no longer existed, and all that was left was a body whose heart had been ripped out, her heart twitched inexplicably, and a feeling of guilt hit her.

Cang Hanlin was free and easy, but from the first moment she saw him in the forest, she knew that this man was unruly.

The evil smile on the corner of the mouth, the playful look in the eyes, the frivolous tone of voice, the enchanting appearance, everything can make a woman fascinated.

But he fell into her hands.

Scenes from the past came to mind. Every time she helped, every time I risked my life to save someone, I was too moved to count them all. Now, she has made others feel like ghosts or ghosts, and she has lost the magnanimity and chicness she once had.

He became a useless person who relied on drunkenness to numb himself.

"As you can see, my beloved son has become like this. I am heartbroken and angry. I am angry that you obviously don't love him, but you want to get close to him, and you obviously don't accept him, but you want to give him hope. Leave.

——Leave the Canghan tribe completely and don’t appear in front of him again.”

Hearing this, Qiao Yiqing raised her eyes and looked at the patriarch's wife, "You have said so much and let me see so much today, just ask me to leave."

"Yes! If you don't leave, he will never be able to get out of your shadow. There are so many good girls in the Canghan tribe, and my son deserves better." The patriarch's wife looked at Qiao Yiqing, her cold tone a bit tough.

Qiao Yiqing did not refute this time. Looking at the depressed Cang Hanlin, she fell silent.

She indeed caused him too much trouble and caused him great harm.

Maybe, leaving is really the best way.

If it weren't for taking care of the child in her belly, Qiao Yiqing would never have stayed in the Canghan clan for so long.

Now it's really time to leave -

Thinking about it, Qiao Yiqing nodded and looked at his wife seriously: "Don't worry, I will do it. I will never be able to repay the debt I owe him in this life. I can only leave and let him forget me -"

Hearing this, the patriarch's wife breathed a sigh of relief and her expression softened: "Very good, I feel relieved after hearing your words. I will prepare your luggage and carriage for you, and let's leave today."

★★★

"Master, where are we going?" Doudou asked confusedly after being thrown into the carriage by Qiao Yiqing.

When Cuihua saw Qiao Yiqing's unhappy expression, she immediately reached out and slapped Doudou on the head: "Idiot, didn't you see that the master is unhappy? He doesn't speak regardless of the occasion!"

Qiao Yiqing ignored them and ordered the driver: "Let's set off -"

When the carriage driver heard this, he immediately raised his whip and drove the carriage away.

I don't know how long they had been walking, but Qiao Yiqing was a little drowsy with her child in her arms. At this moment, the sound of clanging swords was heard outside.

Qiao Yiqing asked in a deep voice: "What happened outside?"

The coachman was so frightened that he said in a trembling voice: "There are many people outside chasing a girl. Let's turn around and leave-"

Seeing the scene of swords and swords, the coachman immediately waved his whip and rushed back.

Hearing this, Qiao Yiqing thought that it had nothing to do with her, so she simply let the coachman do what she wanted, but at this moment, a clear female voice suddenly rose up——

"Someone come - help -"

When Qiao Yiqing heard the sound, her expression was shocked, and a feeling of familiarity suddenly filled her heart, and then she sternly stopped her: "Wait a minute! I'll come out and take a look."

After that, Qiao Yiqing walked out of the carriage.

She looked around and saw a woman not far away who was fighting with all her strength against the man in black, and her eyes widened in shock.
Chapter completed!