Jumping out the window, Song Qin quickly picked up Tang Yu and left the dangerous wall. It was temporarily safe. He untied the robe covering Tang Yu's head. The sea of ​​fire illuminated the little girl's appearance. She closed her eyes, had a few plasters of dust on her delicate face, and a strand of hair stuck to her cheeks. She was embarrassed, but she could not hide her national beauty.

Song Qin looked at her breath and knew that she was just in a coma, so he carried the person to his shoulders and took her through a sea of ​​fire.

After turning out the Tang family courtyard, Song Qin did not leave too far, and carried Tang Yu into the nearby woods. People were talking and making noises. The monk servants returned and fro, lifted water back and forth to put out the fire. Song Qin picked up a hidden position and stopped slowly, slowly putting the little girl on her shoulder. She was unconscious and couldn't stand, and fell softly on him. Song Qin held her shoulder with one hand and hugged her willow-like waist with the other hand, warm and soft jade, and wanted to keep holding it.

But thinking of the reaction she would have when she woke up, Song Qin rationally asked her to sit back against the tree trunk. He sat opposite her in the direction of the other yard, looked at the fire in the other yard, and looked at her. As he looked at her, his eyes were fixed on her and unable to move away.

She was wearing pajamas inside. In midsummer, the pajamas were very thin. Song Qin still remembered that she was lying on the ground with water. The plain white clothes showed the lotus color of a pocket, and the embroidered shoes underneath were gone. The loose white silk pants were completely exposed outside. It was white and clean, making people want to hold it in the palm and enjoy it carefully like a jade ware.

Thinking of those jade feet, Song Qin couldn't help but look at her feet, but saw that her lower body was wrapped tightly in a robe, like a child in a swaddling clothes. Song Qin was a little regretful. He was afraid that the fire would burn her at that time, and that the branches of the flowers and branches cut her delicate body that was so broken that it was too tightly wrapped, and now there is no spring light at all.

His eyes returned to her face.

This was the first time Song Qin was so close and had looked at her for so long. To be honest, Song Qin had seen many beautiful women. The maids in the palace, the singers presented by local officials when they were stationed in southern Xinjiang, and even the daughters recommended by the daughters around the bush. However, Song Qin had never been concerned about them, and even disgusted those women looking at him with admiration. For this reason, there were countless maids sold. No one in the palace dared to peek at him. Only Tang Yu, who had met somewhere, had a close eye. After a glance, he couldn't help but want to take a second look.

She was not awake for a long time, and Song Qin picked up the portrait that was placed aside and opened it to the fire.

This painting has been a few years old. In the painting, the woman wearing peonies on her head, standing among the peonies, smiling gently and charmingly. The person who painted her should love her very much, and she was very careful. Song Qin saw Tang Yu's shadow in her. When Tang Yu was with Wei Zhao, she smiled like this, like a beautiful peony blooming in the sun, unconsciously showing all her beauty. When she came to someone she didn't like, she pretended to be a lump of elm.

Song Qin's eyes became cold, and he rolled up the scroll and turned to his waist.

She hadn't woken up yet, but Song Qin didn't want to wait any longer, so she reached out to pinch her.

Tang Yu woke up at this time. He raised his eyes and saw a hand coming over. The back of his hand was covered with gray, black, big and long, obviously a man. Tang Yu was shocked and instinctively hid back, but he didn't know that there was a tree behind him. With a "boom", the back of his head hit the trunk.

Tang Yu did not care about the pain and stared at the person who was also plastered in the face: "Who are you?" He struggled to get up while talking, but when he moved, he found that his body was wrapped in a wide robe. Her upper body was straightened and her legs were trapped, so the person fell forward uncontrollably. Tang Yu closed his eyes in panic, and his mind was blank at that moment, and he frowned tightly to take the pain of falling to the ground.

But the expected pain did not come, and her big hands steadily supported her. When touched by a strange man, Tang Yu would rather fall down, but before she could force her to the side, the man suddenly turned her into his arms and put her on his legs like a child. Tang Yu's face turned pale and he struggled hard.

"Now I know that I'm running away, who is holding me tightly and still calling me Daddy?"

Song Qin hugged her with one hand, raised her chin with the other hand frivolously, staring at her beautiful eyes in shock and confusion, and the corners of her lips raised sarcastically, "Miss Tang, please see clearly, I really look so similar to your father, Jingning Hou?" By the way, he really looks like a person in his forties?

Song Qin never cared about his age, but he couldn't afford to be called a father by a girl in the hairpin.

The man's eyes were dangerous. Tang Yu met this familiar cold look. When he heard him claiming to be the king, he finally recognized him and remembered the scene in the sea of ​​fire. Someone picked her up. At that time, she thought it was her father who saved her... She took the initiative to hug him, but she still didn't change her words when he questioned her...

With a bang in his mind, Tang Yu was stiff all over and forgot to break free.

Song Qin was not in a hurry and waited for her patiently.

First, the fire broke out and then was rescued by Song Qin. After a series of blows, Tang Yu's head was a little too short, but she heard the noise in the other courtyard, and even heard Mo Lan calling her shrillly, and his reason quickly returned. Tang Yu turned his head and said, "The prince's dragon and phoenix figure is not comparable to his father. I don't understand why the prince asked such a question. Thank you for helping him tonight, but the people in the other courtyard are in chaos. I also asked the prince to let me go back to do the housework."

"I don't understand why I asked this?" Song Qin turned her chin back, his voice softer, but he became even colder.

It fell into his hands again, and was so light and thin again. Tang Yu was even colder than him. Yu Guang glanced at the corner of the remote woods. Tang Yu felt cold in his heart. Song Qin had no intention of her. She had known for a long time. As long as Song Qin wanted, he could occupy her now. She would either die or live cowardly. Even if she made a fuss, she would only humiliate herself and would not shake Song Qin, the regent.

Tang Yu didn't want to die, nor did he want to anger Song Qin, so he lost his innocence tonight.

Thinking that she had been in the water for several cold words last time, she didn't work. Although she didn't want to, Tang Yu decided to change her strategy, otherwise she would continue to fight head-on and have a strong backbone and eventually suffer a great loss.

Looking at the man with a dusty face on his head but still cold and handsome face, Tang Yu lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and wanted to speak, as if he was very embarrassed. After a while, he closed his eyes with his fate, "Prince, I was so confused by the fireworks that I just mistook. I mistakenly regard the prince as my father. If I offended him, please forgive me once for my sake."

The voice trembled slightly, and finally looked like an ordinary little girl, ashamed of the stupid things she did.

She admitted that Song Qin was satisfied. Seeing that there was a piece of dust next to the bridge of her right nose, he gently wiped her: "Okay, I am not an unreasonable person. I will forgive you once tonight. Next time, don't blame me for punishing you for being disrespectful."

Tang Yu's body could not help but tremble. The seemingly gentle touch on his face was like a poisonous snake to her. He could bite her hard at any time, forcing her to live a life worse than death.

"Please let me go back." Tang Yu resisted the urge to turn his head and dodge, hoping that he would take advantage of it and not ask for more.

"Why didn't you hide today?" Song Qin stared at her trembling eyelashes and asked unexpectedly. After rubbing the dust, he did not stop and continued to tentatively stroke her delicate cheeks, curious how much she could tolerate. Her body was excited for her obedience, and her heart was very calm. She knew that she was tolerant and not giving up was just another idea.

His fingers touched the corner of her eyes, rubbed her ears, and gently pinched the earlobe with his index finger and middle finger, like twisting jade beads, and his thumb slowly stroked her cheeks, as if applying rouge. She kept holding it over, she didn't dare to show off her breath, and her brows frowned unconsciously, revealing her humiliation. Song Qin laughed silently, his eyes fell on her lips, and his thumb gradually moved.

Just as he touched the corner of her lips and was about to hold her plump lips, the little girl finally grabbed him.

"Prince, you saved me. I am grateful in my heart. Except for me, I am willing to give you any thank you gifts to me. Please don't make things difficult for me." Tang Yu held the man's wrist tightly, but his wrist was strong and powerful, and her hands were more like thin vines, which could be broken by him at any time.

Tang Yu was really scared. She resisted his compulsion. Now she obeyed, and he had no intention of letting go. Instead, he became more and more capable. If she couldn't hide, she would have to show her ambitions by death.

"Thank you?" Song Qin stopped her thumb at the corner of her mouth, chuckled, and looked at her closed eyes, "Do you think there is something rare in Jingning Marquis' Mansion that I don't have but am concerned about? I thought of it, that's the thank you I want."

A sentence exposed his wolfish ambitions, and knew that he would not eat the hardships anymore. Tang Yu's face darkened, and he opened his eyes and looked at him coldly: "The prince is determined not to let him go?"

Song Qin stared at her eyes illuminated by the fire in the distance, and was deeply attracted by the beating of anger. "You should promise your life-saving grace. If I remember correctly, heroes have always saved the beauty, and beauty will offer to repay you."

Tang Yu opened his eyes and said sarcastically: "I have never heard of the prince's principles. I only know that it is not a gentleman to repay kindness."

"Does this king let you go and you are a gentleman in your heart?" Song Qin also sarcastic and forced her to look at him again. "Tang Yu, I will tell you now that I have never thought of being a gentleman. I will go to the sea of ​​fire to save you without sleeping in the middle of the night. What do you think I am trying to do? But don't worry, I don't want much, I just want to try your wise mouth..."

The movement of her licking her lips appeared in her mind. Song Qin didn't want to bear it anymore and hugged her tightly.

The man's face was approaching quickly, and Tang Yu had no time to cover his mouth. He hurriedly pulled her hand. Tang Yu's force was vulnerable and he was easily pulled away by him. He was trapped with his left hand. Tang Yu turned his head and slapped him with his right hand. His lips brushed her face and had to suspend the offensive to avoid her grabbing hand.

He put his right hand behind him. Tang Yu looked at the fire in the distance and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

If you give gratitude, you can give gratitude first in order to repay...

She stopped struggling, Song Qin turned her face away, she stared at him and asked, "Why did the prince save me again in the middle of the night?"

Song Qin breathed heavily and heavy, and didn't even want to hear what she said. She was the only tempting red lips in her eyes. However, just as he was about to touch the lips, her red lips moved slightly and said this quietly.

Song Qin froze, he slowly raised his head, Feng's eyes still had the desire to be teased by her, but after facing her calm and sarcastic gaze, the passion retreated like a tide and instantly turned into ice that had not melted for tens of thousands of years in the snow-capped mountains.

"Do you suspect that I deliberately arranged this hero to save the beauty?" Song Qin asked slowly, his fingers embedded deeply into her arm.

Tang Yu sneered, not thinking of any other reason.

She looked elsewhere and admitted that Song Qin tried his best to ask her. Not to mention that her father was not here, even if she was there, could the father and daughter avoid Song Qin?

Song Qin stared at her expressionless face, suddenly threw her to the ground, and pulled her robe. He was too strong, and Tang Yu couldn't help but rolled several times. After finally stopping, she raised her head in horror, but a scroll of painting flew towards her.

"I really want you. I am in the palace that day, so I can take you back to my house."

The scroll spread apart, blocking the man, and unable to stop his disdainful words.

Tang Yu grabbed the scroll in a daze, his vision widened, but there was no trace of a man in front of him.

The danger disappeared too unexpectedly, Tang Yu couldn't believe it, so he looked around and confirmed that Song Qin had really left, and then looked at the painting in his hand.

The person in the painting is a beautiful woman who smiles at her gently.
Chapter completed!