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Yin Huai didn't bring many people out today, and the other party came in a fierce manner. He saw that he had found out that his itinerary was ready.

He has many enemies, and he has already been able to face such as assassination halfway.

But today's visitors are obviously not good, with many tricks, and they have surrounded the formation of people's eyes, as well as a large number of gunpowder bags and muskets. Yin Huai won't have any advantage in fighting hard.

He was still calm and composed. He had a little bit of his head on his toes, and fireballs and hidden arrows flashed across the flying vermilion sleeves, dazzling and bright under the bright moonlight, like a red lotus blooming in the night.

The opponent's formation was aimed at the Jiulian Palace technique he practiced, but they didn't know that he had also practiced Yangxiao ghost to understand the ice Gu on his body. The Yang Qi magnetic field was more fierce than their firepower. Yin Huai no longer fought after finding a breakthrough.

But the other party was stalking and couldn't let go, and he would have to burn his hands together.

A black-clothed killer took out a piece of heavy gunpowder and led it to Yin Huai. This was different from those before. He kept the last fatal blow. Even if Yin Huai practiced the strong internal strength, he might not be able to withstand the firepower. He tried his best to ignite the trigger. Unexpectedly, a person suddenly descended under the sky and blocked him and Yin Huai while he was unprepared.

Qi Qingzhou was in the world on weekdays, so he naturally realized that this was not an ordinary fire thunder. He immediately splashed the assassin with a large jar of sour plum soup in his hand, making the man in black look sticky, his hat was wet, and he was completely in place.

Before the introduction was burned, the gunpowder went out before it rang.

When Yin Huai saw the face of the figure who had come out halfway, his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Qi Qingzhou!" Yin Huai's narrow and fierce eyebrows were soaring, both surprised and angry, and for the first time he shouted his name loudly.

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The boy walked quickly through the eaves of the roof in the hazy night, like a light and agile heron under the moonlight.

The egret was flying, and found a gap to turn around and smiled at him. The smug smile was a little brighter than the round moon in the sky, brighter and shining, and it was brighter through the heavy night fog that made Yin Huai squint his eyes.

Qi Qingzhou confirmed that the fire was extinguished and immediately flew towards Yin Huai. He was about to enter Yin Huai's protective sphere of influence, and a killer who had fallen to the ground suddenly turned over and jumped up again.

It was obviously a group of dead soldiers, and the Jedi counterattack was about to die, and the complex sword techniques were as fast as lightning.

It's for Yin Huai.

Qi Qingzhou was closer to the man, turned his toes and pushed him away.

"Get out of the way!" Yin Huai's dark pupils expanded inch by inch, his eyebrows frowned fiercely, and he lit up his broad sleeves in the air, making a sound in the howling night wind, and he solved the killer with one palm.

But the other party's desperate killing stabbed Qi Qingzhou's calf. The wound was deep and blood was like a gorgeous and fishy flower blooming at night.

The killer retreated quickly. Yin Huai rushed over and picked up Qi Qingzhou with extreme gentleness. Half of Zhang Yanjue's face was cold as cold as frost. Under the jade moonlight, it looked even more ghostly and alienated, and the eyes flashed with yin.'

The sound is like the cold winter snow thorns are frozen into people's bones: "Does Your Highness have to go against me?"

Qi Qingzhou, who was pale, was stunned. The faint cold fragrance approached his nose and face again, strong, indifferent, and bewitching people's hearts.

Yin Huai angrily scolded: "Why can't you be more obedient?"

Qi Qingzhou was really angry when he saw him for the first time. He used to laugh, cold or sarcastic, and never expressed his true feelings directly and excitedly.

He twisted uncomfortably in Yin Huai's arms. He grew up so big that he had never been hugged by anyone in this posture. He was strong, imprisoned, and could not resist, but he also had intimate tenderness.

There is no mother's wife, no queen mother, and it is even more impossible for the emperor.

"Don't move." Yin Huai hugged him with a cold face, his eyes swept over his blood-dripping calves, and layers of coldness and gloom came out of his eyes.

When Emperor Qi Sheng asked him if he wanted to accept Qi Qingzhou's proposal, he thought that if the little prince had to take double risks if he had something to do with him, he would probably be even more unsafe.

There are too many people in the world who want his life Yin Huai. As expected, it will come true today.

The scene of the little prince fighting out halfway and resolutely blocking him was replayed in front of him over and over again.

Yin Huai suddenly realized that the little prince had grown taller these days.

The back that jumped out was not as weak as he imagined, like a dried bamboo pole, unstoppable and vigorous.

I couldn't describe what it felt like at once. One heartstring, two, three... the whole plot was in chaos until it was a little overwhelmed.

Just like his heart, restless, pounding wildly, boiling, and could only allow the night to cover it and force it to return to silence.

A shadow guard stepped forward: "Super the Lord, give in to minister..."

Yin Huai took refuge and carefully carried Qi Qingzhou into the carriage himself, tried to avoid his bleeding wounds, and lifted his calves and put them on his legs.

Qi Qingzhou subconsciously shrank, and he immediately stopped him. With strong force, he drank him again: "Still moving?"

After receiving the other party's fierce eyes, he saw that his face was gloomy and ugly, Qi Qingzhou did not dare to break away again.

Yin Huai lifted his trouser legs and took a look.

The boy's shin was slender and fair, and a fresh and Yin Hong stab wound was like an ugly centipede winding on it, radiating hot blood.

Yin Huai's thin lips were pursed into a cold line, and the ends of his beautiful and passionate eyes seemed to be dyed red by the steaming blood, like a bloody Yan Sha coming out of the Hellfire Palace.

Qi Qingzhou was afraid of the coldness and long silence in his eyes, squeezed out a hint of forced smile, and spoke carefully: "Palmprint, actually... I don't hurt very much, it just looks... scares people."

Yin Huai didn't even see him, and he simply stopped bleeding and bandaged him. He gave him a sharp look. His voice was full of sarcasm and sarcasm: "I don't know yet, your highness can be so tolerant."

"..." Qi Qingzhou knew that he was in the wrong and shut up silently.

Yin Huai put him on the seat cushion and bandaged him briefly. The road was bumpy, and the carriage was paused and Qi Qingzhou's weak body shook and fell.

Sometimes when he touched the wound, he grinned himself, but because he was afraid of being punished, he did not dare to shout pain.

Suddenly, a force lifted him up all over the air.

He let out a soft cry, and the next second, he fell into the strong and warm embrace again.’

Yin Huai is tall and clear, but he practices martial arts all year round, but his muscles are restrained and hard.

Qi Qingzhou was surrounded by the familiar and light cold fragrance, and was a little at a loss and a little surprised for a moment.

Yin Huai is a man who is very unique and never makes people approach. He is also very vigilant and defensive.

Several times he was sleeping in the study, and Qi Qingzhou approached quietly, secretly sighing how a man's eyelashes could be so long and thick. Yin Huai was almost awakened the second he approached.

As soon as Qi Qingzhou's right hand reached one-third, he was "snatched" and stopped it with great force. Qi Qingzhou's face changed in pain.

"Ah, it hurts! Palm print! It's me! Palm print!"

Even when Yin Huai was resting, his skills remained unabated. His body had formed a consciousness and reaction during years of training, and took action before rationality.

Hearing the familiar voice, he was stunned for a moment before immediately lightening his strength.

Yin Huai has always liked to kill him with one move. Qi Qingzhou's eyes were so painful that the corners of his eyes were red, but he accidentally peeked at a trace of gloom and cruelty that passed through his eyes when he first woke up, and did not dare to complain anymore.

Yin Huai saw the little prince's thin white wrist with a circle of red and purple. He pressed his eyebrows in annoyance, carefully held up his hand, and silent for a few seconds before saying, "Sorry, Your Highness."

It really hurts, but Qi Qingzhou understands Yin Huai very much in his heart.

The other person is a person with a strong sense of private territory. Sitting in this position without paying attention will lead to a loss of life. It is not too much vigilance. He grinned an ugly smile than crying: "It just hurts a little bit."

Yin Huai ordered his servants to bring plaster to apply medicine to him personally. A circle of purple-purple and red bruises on his white wrist formed a sharp contrast, which actually gave him a kind of abused beauty and sexy.

He held the weak hand, his slender fingers were slender, and he concentrated for a second, frowned and continued to apply medicine.

But his movements were no longer as gentle and meticulous as they were at the beginning. He said lightly: "I slept lightly, so I should stay away from me to avoid hurting you any more."

Qi Qingzhou knew that Yin Huai was unhappy.

Since that time, he no longer dared to approach the other party while he was sleeping or closing his eyes to rest because Yin Huai didn't like it.

But now, Yin Huai actually took the initiative to let him sit in his arms, which was different from holding him in the car just now. He was outside and his leg was injured and he couldn't move.

If it weren't for the faint cold fragrance that was full of breath, he would have thought he was in a dream.

"Don't move." Yin Huai fixed his legs and surrounded him like iron rods, preventing him from moving around and touching the wound.

Qi Qingzhou immediately remained obediently and let him hold it. Yin Huai's robe was luxurious, soft and warm, creating a safe space that wrapped him up, making him drowsy, but his heart was trembling for another moment.

The night is long, the road is long, and there is no end.

The narrow space of the carriage gradually heated up. After a long time, just when he thought Yin Huai would not speak anymore, the warm chest cavity on the side where his ears were tightly pressed suddenly vibrated slightly.

The low voice curled up a hint of hoarseness and fatigue: "Why did Your Highness be in front of me just now?"

The sound was like the sound of the bell in the palace at dusk, very close and far away, and broke into Qi Qingzhou's ears.

Qi Qingzhou was confused and raised his face from his warm chest, and replied in a natural and honest tone: "I don't know, you were so dangerous at that time. I rushed there before I could think of anything."

Qi Qingzhou sinks into the warm and faint cold fragrance, like a very tired traveler soaked in a clear pool, chaotic, and can only say whatever he wants in his heart: "I know the palm seal is powerful, but I just... I can't help it."

Qi Qingzhou noticed that the body behind him was stiff for a moment, and he raised his head and asked, "Palm Print, have I ruined your plan?"

"Are you blaming me?"

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