A sharp arrow passed through the curtain of the car. The timing and angle just hit the man's back. A stream of blood spurted out, splashing on Ye Qingkuan's body, and the stars were dotted, and spots were sprinkled on her snow-white skin.

It looks like a good piece of beauty jade.

"ah……"

The man fell straight on her body, and Ye Qingkuang shouted "ah". Only then did the beggars react and threw Ye Qingkuang into the carriage, preparing to go out and take a look.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a figure in a purple robe walked in. When he saw Ye Qingkuai, his eyes flashed. Ye Qingkuai also saw the visitor at the same time, and he also knew who it was?

For some reason, I felt grateful all of a sudden, and all my hatred for him disappeared...

"Fourth Prince..." Ye Qingkang pushed away the man who wanted to commit violence against her, and did not care about the reserve of the woman's family and threw himself into Xiahou Junze's arms, "Fourth Prince..."

Xiahou Junze stretched out his hand, took the cloak beside him and covered Ye Qingkui's body, then hugged her in his arms, revealing a panicked little face.

"What are you going to deal with these people?" Xiahou Junze asked Ye Qingkuang.

Ye Qingkuang smiled fiercely, "Splied the corpses and threw them to the mass grave to feed the dogs!"

Xiahou Junze followed what Ye Qingkuai said. Ye Qingkuai smelled the faint fragrance of sandalwood on Xiahou Junze's body, and he felt much more at ease.

Once upon a time, the breath of sandalwood was the nightmare she dreamed of midnight. If it weren't for his atrocities, how could she have fallen from a legitimate daughter who everyone loves to a sister-in-law in Ci'en Temple?

But now, she is full of gratitude to Xiahou Junze.

If he hadn't appeared, she might have been dirty by those dirty beggars!

If she gets dirty, she will have no choice but to die.

Xiahou Junze held her and put it in his carriage, and ordered someone to burn the carriage that Ye Qingkuan had been sitting before. Ye Qingkuan was sitting alone in the carriage, tears kept flowing, Ye Qingkuan, you are quite

So the person who died once, from now on, you must live for yourself!

No matter who it is, as long as you can live freely, you will be alive!

Must be alive.

The carriage stopped, and Xiahou Junze carried Ye Qingkui into the house.

"There are clean clothes and warm hot water here. You can take a shower!" Xiahou Junze said.

Ye Qingkuang turned around and hugged Xiahou Junze, "Fourth Prince, don't leave!"

Xiahou Junze's body became dry. He was not Liu Xiahui. He was hugged by such a beauty and his body naturally changed.

"Miss Ye, please have some rest."

Ye Qingkuai hugged Xiahou Junze tightly and shook his head, "Fourth Prince, do you think I'm dirty?"

"..." Xiahou Junze did not make any sound.

"Fourth Prince, I have not been defiled yet!" Ye Qingkuang walked around Xiahou Junze, thought to himself, and kissed Xiahou Junze's slightly cool lips.

Ye Qingkuai's movements were very awkward. Xiahou Junze wanted to refuse at first, but once the fire of desire was ignited, how could it be extinguished at will?

As soon as he picked up Ye Qingkuai, he placed her in the wooden barrel, and sat in it himself. On the water, bright petals were floating, and Ye Qingkuai's body slowly stretched out.

"Si'er, do you hate me?"
Chapter completed!