The vicious villain is in luck again

Although he knew that Luo Anran had no other thoughts about him, looking at Ji Qinghan's behavior, he was afraid that he had evil intentions.

The first to reach the moon is the first to reach the water, and she can't let Ji Qinghan get there first.

She had to deal with this Ningguo proton for her son.

Su Qinghe's mind wandered several times and she cleared her throat.

"She is my son's most important person, how could I do anything to her?"

"She and Yu'er are in love, and she even embroidered a close-fitting handkerchief for Yu'er to carry around with her."

"As a mother-in-law, I'm just taking my future daughter-in-law out to relax."

She wanted to stimulate him, but Ji Qinghan seemed to have not heard these words and remained indifferent.

He took a closer look at An Ran's face, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"How much Yi Menghua did you use on her?"

Does he still know Yi Menghua?

Is this situation of Luo Anran really related to Yi Menghua?

Su Qinghe blinked, and before he thought about anything, he felt guilty unconsciously.

"That's just one room."

She was very angry at that time, so she used flowers more violently.

Ji Qinghan was a little angry.

"Do you want her life?"

Even a cat can't wake up from a coma, so how can a human being endure it?

Not to mention the safety of the "fire" in the body.

Su Qinghe originally had the intention of punishing An Ran, but he never meant to kill her. After hearing this, he immediately clarified for himself.

"No, no one knows the dosage and usage of Yi Menghua better than me."

"It is twice as powerful as medicine and fragrance, but the floral fragrance itself is not that powerful."

A pill shot accurately into her mouth, choking Su Qinghe to the point where she could not speak.

Ji Qinghan hugged An Ran sideways.

"You can feel the doubled power of Yi Menghua as medicine right here."

He stepped out of the ruined temple.

The carriage galloped through the rain.

The night pearl on the top of the car emits a gentle and steady light, falling on the faces of An Ran and Ji Qinghan.

He stared straight ahead, with the car curtain occasionally lifting a corner, his expression as gloomy as the night.

Baichuan shouted outside, "Master, it's raining and the road is slippery. It will take us a while to get back."

"If I return to the palace at that time, I'm afraid I might disturb some people."

Ji Qinghan said, "Go to Proton Mansion."

"good."

Just hearing the sound of Baichuan's whip beating the horses, the carriage turned around and drove in the other direction.

Ji Qinghan withdrew his gaze and looked at An Ran in his arms with unclear meaning.

Although he ignored Su Qinghe's words at the time, he still listened to them in his heart.

Every sentence is still jarring when I think about it.

He spoke to An Ran, who had his eyes closed.

"That veil was originally embroidered by you and Gu Chenyu."

"You and Gu Chenyu are in love."

"I don't know at all."

"Still, secretly happy."

Every time he said a word, the tone got a little darker.

It turned out that the person she really cared about was Gu Chenyu.

In this case, why bother to provoke him?

Just for fun?

"It's so ridiculous and shameless."

The more jokes there are, the more shame and pain you feel.

"You...woman"

I can't say any curse words.

He simply said nothing, stretched out his hand, put it on her neck, and slowly tightened it.

The neck at the tiger's mouth is fragile and the blood vessels are faintly visible.

The skin is warm, and his fingers sink into it, delicate and comfortable.

Even though his life was hanging by a thread, An Ran didn't react at all.

He looked along his hand.

With her eyes closed, she lost all her fierceness and truly looked like a harmless girl.

I don't know if I was dreaming of something bad. Even if I passed out, I was still trembling slightly in his arms.

Like a weak and helpless little lamb.

As he looked at it, his fierce hands could no longer exert any force.

Ji Qinghan gasped, and the hand holding her neck began to shake with her.

After a moment, he removed his hand and said bitterly:

"Luo Anran, you are right."

"I hate you, but I can't touch you."

He laughed at himself, "I can only hate you."

The retracted hand turned around and fell on her cheek.

Ji Qinghan brushed away the broken hair stuck to her cheeks and felt a touch of warmth.

He froze, looking straight at the lips that looked like faded rose petals, and lowered his head as if he was bewitched.

The moment their lips touched, Ji Qinghan was stunned.

Incredibly soft.

It was so soft that it seemed like his soul could not help but sink in.

He unconsciously held An Ran's head with his hands and moved his lips on hers intoxicatedly.

"pain······"

An Ran frowned and said unconsciously, pushing the person pressing on her uncomfortably.

Ji Qinghan suddenly woke up.

An Ran's lips were already bruised, and her originally pale complexion was red from being kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Lightning flashed outside the carriage, and a muffled thunder sounded in his heart, shaking him into a trance.

He slapped himself hard.

"Ji Qinghan, you are really crazy!"

Qianyuan Palace.

The clothes are fragrant, the shadows on the temples are mingled, the beauties are coming and going, and the subtle fragrance floats.

Ji Qinghan sat near the door, watching the people coming and going.

No one paid attention to him, so he was happy to be quiet, picked up the wine bottle, and poured himself a drink.

At Luo Anran's birthday party, everyone had smiles on their faces, as if they had encountered some great happy event.

Ji Qinghan has been in Yingguo for five years and has already become very familiar with Yu Luo Anran's attitude towards everyone in the palace.

He had never heard anyone say a good word about her.

However, this group of people who privately despised her seemed so sincere when they got together.

His eyes flashed across the faces of the concubines who were laughing and talking.

Hypocritical and disgusting, just like the group of women in Ningguo, they are all red and pink skeletons wearing human skin.

In this false harem, only one person shows his true character.

He stared at the wine glass in trance.

Luo is safe.

She is the only one who puts her bad side on the bright side.

Real and undisguised viciousness, superficial viciousness.

Perhaps because he had seen so many secret intrigues, he actually felt that having such a vicious master was a bit open and lovely.

And her free figure in the daylight.

Her whole body exudes openness and liveliness that no one can trap.

Ji Qinghan's Adam's apple rolled.

Suddenly I really want to see her.

I really want to see her dazzling appearance during the day.

So, where is she now?

He turned his head and looked outside the palace.

With just one glance, he caught sight of those eyes that were as bright as stars.

Ji Qinghan curled her lips.

Found it.

His heartbeat was satisfied in an instant, and his heart was filled with indescribable joy. He was about to get up, but saw her turning her head away indifferently.

It's like cold water being poured down your head.

He woke up, raised his body slightly and sat down again.

Ji Qinghan took a sip of wine in a panic.

What was he thinking just now? What was he going to do?

How could he come up with such an idea? It's really outrageous.

I poured myself glass after glass of wine, but my heart became more and more confused.

Ji Qinghan couldn't help but glance outside again.

She was nowhere to be seen.

Where she stood, there was no trace of her ever existing.

It was as if the previous confrontation between the two was a scene he had imagined.

Ji Qinghan didn't know exactly what he felt in his heart, but he seemed to be a little disappointed.

He raised his head and drank a large glass of wine.

Joke, what's so disappointing about this?

As he drank, the jug of wine on the table became empty.

Ji Qinghan shook the wine bottle and when he saw that not a drop could be poured out, he was willing to put down the wine glass.

Looking around, everyone has basically taken their seats, but the hero of the birthday party has not yet arrived.

He frowned.

What time is it? Why hasn’t anyone come yet?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lonicera and Nianqiu wandering outside the door. Their faces were anxious, and they looked like they were in trouble.

Ji Qinghan's intuition was related to her.

He strode up to them.

"Where's the princess?"

Lonicera waved her handkerchief, "Princess, the princess is missing."

He looked at Lonicera, "What do you mean?"

"Young Master," Nian Qiu said, "after the slaves separated from you, they dispersed with the princess not long after."

"My servant and I have searched inside and outside the Lonicera Hall for several times, but we haven't seen the princess yet."

"The emperor and the queen are here now. If the princess doesn't show up, there will be trouble."

Queen?

He had the impression of who Luo Anran was talking to after turning around.

If I remember correctly, that person was from the Queen's side.

Ji Qinghan asked, "Where did the queen come to Qianyuan Palace from?"

Nianqiu didn't understand his intention, "Why, young gentleman..."

"That direction."

Lonicera pointed to one end, "That's where she came from."

Ji Qinghan walked away, "Follow me."

Halfway through, a white shadow jumped out in the dark night.

It ran to Ji Qinghan's feet.

It's the white cat that Luo Anran always keeps with her.

Seeing him, the white cat seemed particularly excited, meowed a few times, turned around and ran away.

Ji Qinghan felt bad and started running too.

As soon as he ran to the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden, he saw a figure falling from the covered bridge.

The clothes are fluttering like a butterfly with folded wings and falling in the dark night.

He panicked and jumped without thinking.

She didn't even struggle when she fell into the water, she just let herself sink.

Ji Qinghan stared at her and swam hard towards her.

Finally, just before she completely disappeared from the water, he caught her.

Her waist was horribly hot, and even cold water couldn't suppress her soaring body temperature.

He frowned and lifted her out of the water.

Her eyes were half-closed, and the peach blossoms between her brows were washed with water, shining with tiny lights.

Water drops rolled down from her forehead, dripped from her chin, and went straight into the depths of her crossed skirts.

Her long hair, without any ornaments, fell down and spread out on the water. With the slight ripples of the water, it shook people's hearts.

She was like a peach blossom branch that absorbed the moonlight and became a spirit in the pool.

Now that she has become a sperm, she is in desperate need of human blood, so she clings to him in an inadvertently seductive manner.

"Ji Qinghan, give me blood."

She breathed softly into his ear.

Ji Qinghan's scalp went numb for a moment.

He held her with both hands and made no movement.

She smiled, as if knowing his helplessness, she reached out and brushed away the wet hair from his neck, and buried her head.

The moment he was bitten, a rush of sweetness spread from his neck to the soles of his feet, and then returned to his heart.

Ji Qinghan couldn't help but insert his fingers into her black hair, and looked helplessly and blankly towards the shore.

The moment he raised his head, he met the probing gaze of the previous person.

It's Gu Chenyu.

"She and Yu'er are in love, and she even embroidered a close-fitting handkerchief for Yu'er to carry around with her."

Who is talking in his ear?

Endless sourness and hatred spread from his heart.

He turned An Ran's face and looked directly at her.

She looked intoxicated, puzzled by this small change, and blinked at him, innocently.

A drop of water fell between her lips.

His mind went blank for a moment, then he kissed her.

When she wanted to retreat, he held the back of her head firmly to prevent her from retreating.

A voice came out of Ji Qinghan's heart.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

He didn't kiss her, why should he kiss her?

But the more doubtful and resistant he felt in his heart, the deeper the kiss became.

There was water all around, and the person in his arms seemed to have turned into water.

It is different from the coldness around it.

Hot, soft water.

Tightly wrap around his whole body.

He is already her prey.

Can't break free.

So I had no choice but to perish together with him.

Ji Qinghan opened his eyes. Although he woke up from a dream, he was not at all confused.

He looked at the top of the bed, and the touch on his lips seemed real.

Of course it was true, after all, he had kissed her not long ago.

He put his hand on his heart and tugged his clothes into a ball.

"So this is what I really think in my heart?"

He talked to himself.

"Ji Qinghan, you are finished."

Luo Anran was by no means a good man, but he still fell for this little bit of truth and a little bit of good.