Lu Zhao had a hard-to-speak expression on his face, and his brows were furrowed.
"What flowers are blooming? If you can't bloom the flowers you want, give up as soon as possible." He said coldly.
Chen Xueying curled her lips and said helplessly: "Lu Zhao, you are talking in anger, I don't believe it."
This book is a complaint made by a person involved in it. It is called Puxinnan Quotes along with Yatou Literature. It was later complained by netizens and is now used here.
Lu Zhao's face turned even darker. As expected, no one could resist Pu Xin's quotations, which made him very angry.
"Do you believe me when I send you to the Palace of the King of Hell?"
"Why are you sending me to the Palace of Hell? I am innocent. You should prove your innocence and knock yourself to death here. If you die here, I will learn from you. Then I will believe you." Chen Xueying's eyes widened, and her face was full of confusion. To him, the tea tastes full.
Lu Zhao narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face became colder and colder.
But she remained calm, and even slightly raised the corners of her mouth, unable to help but want to smile.
"Do you feel that there is nothing I can do to deal with you?"
"I didn't say that -"
Before she could finish her words, the man strode forward, raised his hand to grab her waist, picked her up directly from the waist, and walked out neatly like she was straddling a cross-body bag.
Chen Xueying's feet were in the air, and her whole body was leaning on his arms. She felt very insecure and kept thrashing around.
"What are you doing? A gentleman talks but never takes action. Lu Zhao, do you still want to blossom?"
Her tone softened a lot, obviously she wanted to compromise, but the last two words "flowering" stimulated the man again, completely adding fuel to the fire.
Lu Zhao directly raised his hand and slapped her on the lower back. There was a muffled "snap", which was obviously a warning to her.
Chen Xueying felt her lower back go numb in an instant. This bitch really didn't know the severity of his attack, and she immediately became angry.
She clenched her hand into a fist and punched him directly in the ribs.
She remembered that he had been injured here before, and he probably didn't heal so quickly.
Just out of desire, the man was obviously wary of her hand and grabbed her wrist.
She didn't give up, and quickly squeezed in with her other hand to pinch her hard. Unfortunately, Lu Zhao had already been waiting for her. He held both of her wrists with one hand and clamped them tightly, which was even stronger than handcuffs.
In terms of physical strength, she is really not good enough, not to mention that Lu Zhao, a natural force machine, suppresses her with ease.
However, Chen Xueying would never succumb to forceful suppression. Her hands and feet were bound, and she had other weapons.
She looked up sharply, as if she wanted to bump his chin.
Lu Zhao reacted quickly. Almost the moment she bumped into her, he had already raised his head, revealing his sharp jawline.
Chen Xueying's eyes flashed with a bit of joy of success, and his fragile neck was also exposed.
Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and bit the side of his neck, applying hard force.
In order to avoid biting the aorta, she would bite on the side of the neck near the shoulder. There was plenty of flesh there and there were no fatal blood vessels, so she would bite without any worries.
He told her pain, and she felt pain in return.
Lu Zhao's scalp went numb when she grabbed a piece of meat on the side of his neck.
The woman bit her quickly and accurately, and she had even made a fake move before, which completely deceived him, leaving him defenseless and attacked by her.
If Chen Xueying was not in front of him at this moment, but another enemy, and he was attacked on the neck, he would have been seriously injured at this moment.
Chen Xueying really tried her best, and soon she tasted the smell of rust, and it was obvious that the bite caused blood.
The man froze and didn't move. He must have reacted by now, but he didn't respond and just let her bite her.
After a while, Chen Xueying finally let go and immediately started bah bah bah.
"I hate the smell of blood. Hurry up and bring me some tea. I want to rinse my mouth." She was held in Lu Zhao's arms without forgetting to order people to do things.
The interaction between the two seemed to take a few back and forth, but in fact the whole process was very fast.
From the moment Lu Zhao picked her up with one hand, to patting her on the lower back, and then she fought back, this series of actions was like a wave of flowers, fleeting.
The surrounding palace people were still in fear and panic about the fight between the two masters. Several palace maids were thinking about how to rescue the princess. As a result, the atmosphere of the fierce confrontation between the two suddenly relaxed.
Hua Rong immediately held up a cup of tea and asked her to rinse her mouth.
Chen Xueying wanted to pick up the tea, but her wrist was still restrained by him, so she couldn't help but frown: "Your Highness, why are you so stunned? Why don't you let go?"
Lu Zhao let go of his grip on her, but still held her there.
Chen Xueying rinsed her mouth with this awkward posture.
Hua Rong quietly raised her eyes and saw a circle of bloody tooth marks on the side of the prince's neck. The blood was still coming out at this moment. It was obvious that the princess had really been killed.
After Chen Xueying finished rinsing her mouth, she took out the brocade handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped her mouth.
After wiping it off, he immediately slapped the brocade handkerchief on the side of the man's neck in disgust.
"It smells like blood, it's unpleasant."
Lu Zhao's eyelids twitched wildly, this woman could really find trouble.
The wound was clearly caused by her bite, but now she blamed him, and even used the handkerchief she had wiped on her mouth to press on his wound. What did she take him for?
"You hate blood, but you bite me and draw blood?" He couldn't help but look at her sideways.
The bite she took just now was very firm, just to tear off a piece of flesh from his body.
"You deserve it! Who asked you to hit me? I always have a clear distinction between grudges and grudges." She curled her lips.
Lu Zhao moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held it back.
When Chen Xueying saw his appearance, she immediately frowned: "Who are you showing this expression to? Are you still aggrieved? Did I say something wrong?"
The man corrected her coldly: "I didn't hit you, I just warned you."
"You use so much strength and you still call it a warning? Your Highness, please don't tell lies with your eyes open." She rolled her eyes.
Lu Zhao was silent for a moment and said in a deep and authentic tone: "I taught the bastard a lesson before and disabled one of his hands. If he was not convinced, he kept teaching him until he could no longer stand up."
"That move just now was the minimum strength Gu could use." He reiterated.
Chen Xueying sneered: "Impossible. Has His Highness the Crown Prince ever heard of the word 'touching'?"
Before the man could answer, Chen Xueying had already raised her hand and gently touched his face.
Lu Zhao was completely unprepared and failed to dodge in time. When her fingertips fell, he was stunned.
The woman's slender hands are white and soft, smoother than Dayan's most precious silk, delicate and warm to the touch, and there is a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.
He was even afraid that his face would cut her fingertips.
The man couldn't help but rub his fingers. The tentacles were all calloused and hard and rough.
This reminded him of Chen Xueying's previous accusation. He was indeed a rough and hard person.
When he was slightly lost in concentration, he suddenly felt pain on his face, and then there was a crisp slap in his ear.
Lu Zhao was shocked and immediately frowned at her.
I saw Chen Xueying raising her hand and blowing gently. Her palm was bright red. It was obvious that she had slapped him with this hand just now.
"Why did you beat me up again?" After he asked this question, he felt a little speechless and even used the word "again".
When did he talk so much nonsense? Sure enough, he was infected by Chen Xueying.
"Don't be upset, Your Highness, I'm just showing you the severity of the force. And you also know what a slap is. The slap I gave you just now was much lighter than the one you slapped on my waist. You Just say it was a beating, which proves that His Highness the Crown Prince is lying."
What Chen Xueying said so confidently made him speechless.
"Why are you still holding a vase?" She glanced around and instantly saw Ye Jing holding a large vase with a dumbfounded expression.
Ye Jing immediately came back to her senses, coughed slightly, and put the vase back to its original position.
"My slave wants to see the colors of this vase. I will pick some crabapples and put them in later. It will be very beautiful." She was telling lies with her eyes open.
When Lu Zhao slapped him, Chen Xueying started fighting with him. Ye Jing immediately rushed over to pick up the vase and wanted to hit Lu Zhao on the back of the head.
This is what is shown on TV. In desperation, he picks up a heavy object and hits the back of his head, which will either knock him unconscious or kill him. Anyway, it can stop his violence.
As for what to do next, in that situation, Ye Jing had no time to think about it.
Lu Zhao narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Your maid is quite loyal."
Obviously, he saw Ye Jing's intention.
When Ye Jing heard the male protagonist mentioning her, she instantly trembled and raised the vase to cover her face, trembling.
Woohoo, don't look at me, I don't want to be the heroine.
Chen Xueying almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw her hopeless look.
Lu Zhao's mind was obviously not on her, and he just mentioned it casually, but she was frightened.
"Why did you suddenly go crazy before you let me down?" Chen Xueying patted him on the shoulder.
The man pursed his lips and said weakly: "Didn't you say you wanted to go see the Lone Wolf?"
"I want to see the wolf, and you're just going to take me there?" Chen Xueying laughed angrily at his words.
This excuse is too casual.
Lu Zhao didn't reply, obviously acquiescing, since he wouldn't tell the truth anyway.
He found that Chen Xueying was simply poisonous. Every time he met her, he felt that he had become childish. He would never talk so much nonsense. If he didn't accept it, he would do it and beat her until he accepted her.
In his philosophy of life, he can only dominate by force, and nothing else is possible.
But when facing Chen Xueying, his instinct to fight whenever he disagreed seemed to disappear. It didn't work at all, and he was mostly bickering.
And even if there is a conflict, the hands are played as if they are playing, you pat me, I bite you, which reminds him of the cubs in the wolf pack that are only a few months old, and this is how they play.
It looks like a lively and vigorous fight, with you coming and going and having a great time, but in fact the damage is just the loss of a few wolf hairs.
He tried to put her down, but Chen Xueying immediately tensed up, obviously regretting it.
"It's okay if you don't put it down. It's not bad for me to sit in the prince's sedan chair for a while. Alas, the bones are too hard and are a bit irritating." As she spoke, she reached out and pinched his shoulders and arms. A scrutinizing look.
Lu Zhao seems to be born with softness. Whether it is his sharp appearance, hard bones and muscles, or even his temper, he has an aura that is unyielding. However, his whole body is filled with a sinister aura, which is simply cold. It's hard and hard to get close to.
After hearing what she said, Lu Zhao didn't hesitate and let go of her to let her stand still. Obviously he didn't want to be her sedan chair.
Chen Xueying pursed her lips gently to prevent herself from laughing.
Another characteristic she caught was that Lu Zhao didn't like to let her get her way and would always confront him. In the future, he could deliberately say sarcastic things to make it easier to control him.
"Let's go." He led the way, and Chen Xueying followed behind, walking slowly,
"Is it too far? If I go too far, I will get blisters."
"Ah, I just discovered that you made a mark on my wrist. Lu Zhao, you are finished!"
She followed behind, complaining from time to time.
In order to accommodate her, Lu Zhao had slowed down time and time again. Unfortunately, this was a real princess and she was extremely delicate. If she had to walk a few more steps, she wouldn't be able to do it.
Whenever he felt that she was faking it, after a person learned to walk, there would be sedans and chariots everywhere, and he would definitely still have to walk.
However, she could always be heard panting slightly, sounding exhausted.
After all, men have sharp ears and eyes. Even if they don't look back, they can still hear and distinguish sounds and understand her current state.
"Ah, it is difficult to remove the marks you left on my body. The fingerprints you left on my neck not only did not disappear after a few days, but also turned blue and purple. Every morning when I get up to put on my makeup, the palace maid will use makeup to cover it up. It will take half an hour. Now you have left two more marks..."
"Lu Zhao, you are really finished. You can't bloom the flowers I want!"
Chen Xueying was complaining in a low voice. She kept looking down at her wrist, with an expression of grievance and depression on her face, as if the sky had fallen.
The veins on Lu Zhao's forehead became more and more obvious.
His teeth were clenched, and if it could be realized, his forehead would have been filled with expressions of impatience.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, turned around, walked up to her, picked her up with one hand again, and started running.
The original few steps, under Chen Xueying's drag, the two of them were crawling like turtles.
But it was a long distance at the moment, and Lu Zhao arrived almost in the blink of an eye after running with her in his arms.
This was a martial arts training ground with many weapons around, but she saw no sign of the wolf.
Before Chen Xueying could ask a question, he suddenly raised his foot and stamped hard on the ground, and suddenly the ground began to buzz and vibrate.
"Ah-" she screamed.
Suddenly his feet were in the air, and the two of them fell down. Chen Xueying hugged his neck tightly.
Falling from a high place, the wind hurt her face. Her mind was almost blank, just boundless fear.
She thought that she would not fall to death, and I heard that people who fall to death look particularly ugly when they die. It's a pity that her pretty face is gone.
At the last second when he landed, he used the force to twist around and use it as a flesh pad.
But even with the meat pad, Chen Xueying was beaten to pieces and felt dizzy.
She clung to him like an octopus, wanting to melt into his bones.
There was only one thought in his mind. Lu Zhao had strong bones. If he got closer to him, he wouldn't be easily thrown to death, right?
"Hahaha——" Seeing her trembling appearance, the man couldn't help laughing, and his laughter lingered over and over again in the basement.
Only then did Chen Xueying wake up. She raised her head and glared at the man beneath her.
The man was lying on a thick pile of straw, which looked like an animal's nest.
He changed from his previous sinister aura, and a slightly relaxed and happy smile appeared on his handsome face. The sunlight shone down, making his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes even more heroic.
Chen Xueying couldn't help but sigh, she is indeed the male protagonist favored by the author, and he does have a good skin.
Even though he did very bad things, when he rarely smiled, he still couldn't help but be shaken by it.
The mechanism slowly returned to the cage, the martial arts arena above the head gradually closed, and the sunlight was swallowed up bit by bit.
The darkness returned and the smile on his face faded.
"Princess, have you seen the flowers bloom?" He asked in a leisurely tone, full of teasing, obviously in revenge for the slap in the face.
He had been asked to bloom all day long, but now he would open one for her to see.
Chen Xueying looked at him for a long time and said coldly: "Lu Zhao, you are sick."
If he was so lucky that he was beaten so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, Lu Zhao was really seriously ill.
"We have sympathy for each other. We are in the same boat." He returned what she said before, feeling very happy.
The two were talking when a wolf howled suddenly.
Then in the darkness and silence, several points of green light lit up, like fireflies. As the green light slowly approached, the figures of the wolves gradually appeared.
Chen Xueying looked around and found that there were no cubs in the wolf pack, but all adult wolves.
She specifically observed the sexual characteristics of the wolves, and because she had castrated so many male wolves with her command, she could now distinguish the male from the female.
"There are all male wolves here. Do you, the Northern Qi royal family, have a secret method to only give birth to males, whether humans or wolves?" She said with a mocking look on her face.
"The mother wolf and her cubs have no other use. They are not here." The man's face darkened when he heard her question, and he became even more depressed than before.
Chen Xueying blinked. It was obvious that she had touched some taboos of Beiqi.
"Here are all trained adult wolves, you take your pick." The man said casually, leaning on the haystack.
Chen Xueying frowned. Her mind was not on choosing a wolf, but was far away.
She was thinking about what Ye Jing said. The heroine in the book had a good relationship with the Northern Qi wolves, but she was only with the other princes' wolves and did not mention Lu Zhao's wolves.
She also asked specifically, and Ye Jing's answer at the time was that there was no mention of the heroine getting along with Lu Zhao's wolf pack, and everyone's focus was not on that, so it is still unknown how Lu Zhao's wolf pack is doing.
Looking at his performance now, it is obvious that he has another hidden agenda.
"Your wolf is here, why can't I be the wolf queen?" She asked tentatively after thinking about it.
Lu Zhao glanced at her lightly, "Because Gu is not their wolf king, how can you be the wolf queen?"
"You said this is a wolf that belongs to your power, but you are not the wolf king. You can tell the difference so clearly. Does it mean that you have had a wolf pack where you were the wolf king?" She raised her hand and knocked on her knee, unable to help herself. analyzed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's sharp eyes were projected over him, like ice blades, full of warning.
"Princess, you are very smart, but don't ask what you shouldn't ask. The more you know, the worse your death will be."
Chen Xueying curled her lips, pointed to the group of wolves baring their teeth at her, and asked softly: "Then how much do they know? How miserable will their death be?"
Lu Zhao's fist started to feel itchy again. This woman was really incapable of doing anything, and she was the most annoying person.
The moment she pointed her finger over, all these wolves tensed their backs and were crawling, completely ready to attack.
If Lu Zhao hadn't been here, I'm afraid she, an outsider, would have been torn into pieces the moment she appeared.
"If you don't want to choose, just leave." He was too lazy to talk to her.
Chen Xueying touched her chin. It seemed that the secret of the wolves was quite irritating to him, but he just mentioned it casually, but he couldn't cheer up.
"Who said we won't choose? How can I do business if I can't even ask a few questions?" She said dissatisfied.
"Can they listen to me like this?"
The man put his hand to his mouth and whistled. The wolves that were about to attack suddenly stood up straight and relaxed.
"Come here." He whistled twice more, and immediately several wolves came over. They sat on the ground with their hind legs, neatly aligned, and they looked somewhat well-behaved.
"They can understand simple commands, such as biting and fighting." Lu Zhao explained.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xueying raised a hand, moved it in front of the alpha wolf, and spread her palm: "Hand."
The wolf in front of her looked at her, completely motionless.
"Lu Zhao, it doesn't understand. Do you want to communicate with it using wolf howls?" She said in an innocent tone.
Lu Zhao's forehead began to beat wildly again. He frowned and took a deep breath and said, "What did you do to give it your hand to make it eat it?"
"No, I want it to give its claws to me."
"It's a wolf, not a dog. Chen Xueying, are you sick?"
"I condescend to express my friendship with it. What is your attitude? Oh, by the way, you are not even worthy of holding my hand. Are you jealous?" Chen Xueying argued with reason.
Lu Zhao suddenly jumped up from the ground. He was really angry to death, and his head was buzzing.
This woman is obviously very smart, but she pretends to be stupid at this time, just to play with him.
But he couldn't do anything. She was so weak, and he could kill her with just one slap.
But it was really uncomfortable to hold back the breath in his heart, so he punched the wall with his fist, which immediately made a buzzing sound and a cloud of dust fell around him.
"Ah!" Chen Xueying originally laughed at the mad dog's incompetence and rage, but the next second she became extremely happy and sad. The dust fell all over her head and face, making her miserable.
"Lu Zhao, you're done!" she said angrily.
"Yes, I'm done being alone. I'll take the Crown Princess to watch the flowers bloom again later. I'll jump off the cliff where we first met. I guarantee that the Crown Princess will never forget the flower blooming only once in her life." He yelled back.
The two stared at each other with hatred and ferocity.
At this moment, the two people have the same idea in their hearts: he/she is sick.
Isn't this another sense of understanding?
When Chen Xueying came out, she was carried out by him.
She covered her face with her hands, buried her whole body in the hollow of his shoulders, and kept muttering in her mouth.
"Lu Zhao, I have never been so dirty in my life. It is all your fault that I am in such a mess. If anyone else sees me like this, I will never be done with you!"
As she spoke, the hot breath of her breath kept blowing on the side of his neck, and the man felt a little awkward.
The neck is originally a relatively sensitive place, and since it is the gate of life, he is often in a state of fighting. The defense line here is higher, and no one has ever been so close. :,,
