Chapter 31 I'm afraid he'll lick my hand if I slap him
"Your Highness, it's so late, you should take a rest first." Qiao Yihuan's face was full of worry.
It was already the middle of the night, and the area below the cliff was so huge that it was difficult to find the two people. Even if we searched all night, we probably wouldn't be able to find them.
He Zhiyu looked solemn, "Your sister has been pampered since she was young. Now she has been shot by an arrow and fell off a cliff. How can I rest in peace? Not to mention that Jiang Qiyun has also fallen off."
One is the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, and the other is a young marquis who is as precious as a gold nugget in the Jing'an Marquisate, and was raised by his father the emperor himself.
If something really happened, how would he explain it to them?
Qiao Wanyan should have returned to Nanzhou long ago, but because he was afraid that she would be unsafe on the journey, he forced her to stay and go back with him.
However, she didn't expect to meet the assassin who was trying to rescue Li Xiao, which put her in danger instead.
He Zhiyu was extremely confused. Qiao Wanyan should have been staying safely beside the carriage with Qiao Yihuan, so why did she suddenly rush out and be hit by an arrow?
Did you see the arrow shot from the dark and run out to block it for yourself?
Qiao Yihuan said, "But if Your Highness gets hurt, I will be sad. I will go to find Qi Yun and Yihuan on behalf of the prince."
He Zhiyu knew that she was kind-hearted, so he softened his tone, "How can I let a weak woman like you go to look for her? You are kind-hearted and worried about your sister, but if you fall ill because of this, won't I have to devote more energy to taking care of you?"
Qiao Yihuan shook her head, still unwilling, and wanted to follow him to find someone.
He Zhiyu still advised gently: "Be obedient and stay here. The guards will protect you."
He turned around and said, "Take good care of your young lady."
Xiaoying nodded in response, "Miss, since His Highness is so worried about you, why don't you stay here and wait for His Highness and the others to come back?"
Qiao Yihuan had no choice but to agree.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Qiyun was shivering as he paced back and forth outside the door.
He felt that the worst thing he had ever done in his life was to be kind-hearted and try to pull her back from the cliff. However, instead of pulling her back, she pulled him off the cliff and they fell down together.
Otherwise, why would he feel so much pain all over his body as if he had been run over by a carriage, and be kicked out of the house to freeze because the people inside were changing clothes?
It took me so long to change my clothes that it took me almost half an incense stick of time.
"Come in."
Jiang Qiyun opened the door unhappily and walked in, but when he saw the woman in white mourning clothes in the room, he froze in place for a moment.
Her well-maintained long hair, as black as ink, fell down behind her, and her face was exquisite, as gorgeous as a piece of finely carved jade.
The fabric of the mourning clothes was of very poor quality coarse cloth, loose and not very fitted. But even so, when worn on Qiao Wanyan, it still looked like a gorgeous dress, breathtakingly beautiful, fragile and delicate, with a thrilling visual impact.
Although she was in a dilapidated and dirty thatched house, she was shining like a pearl. It was like a beautiful flower blooming in the Shura realm, like a dream.
"Close the door, it's cold."
Jiang Qiyun retracted his thoughts, "Please, change your clothes and dawdle."
Qiao Wanyan stretched out her hand to warm it over the fire, lowered her eyes and said calmly, "The wound hurts a lot, it hurts to move, so naturally I'm much slower."
Jiang Qiyun rolled his eyes at her and said, "You are the one running around. If you had stayed where you are, you would have been hit by that arrow, right?"
Qiao Wanyan raised her eyes and looked at him, "You know I won't."
Jiang Qiyun choked and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He changed the subject and said, "Do you want to sleep a little longer? It's still early before dawn."
Qiao Wanyan still looked at him with a burning gaze, "I ran to Qiao Yihuan and you followed her. You were afraid that your sister Yihuan would get hurt, so you stayed by her side."
She paused after she finished speaking, and continued word by word, "Your sister Yihuan doesn't seem to be that gentle and kind. A hypocritical person is not as good as me who is bad and upright."
Jiang Qiyun was speechless and looked away, "I don't understand what you are saying."
Qiao Wanyan sneered, "You saw it, didn't you?"
He had been paying attention to Qiao Yihuan, so there was no way he didn't see it. Moreover, his reaction didn't seem like he didn't understand.
"A liar is a dog."
Jiang Qiyun frowned, "Qiao Wanyan, you dare to scold me?"
This shameless woman should be more obedient when she is confused.
Qiao Wanyan rolled her eyes at him. "Did I mention any names? I only said that people who lie are dogs. You didn't lie."
Jiang Qiyun was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "Sister Yihuan is not that kind of person. She might have seen someone shooting arrows in secret and wanted to push you away for fear that you would be shot, but she ended up making things worse."
This statement is extremely unfounded.
Qiao Wanyan sneered and said sarcastically, "Just believe it yourself."
Jiang Qiyun lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before he spoke, "I treated your arrow wound. Don't worry, I will be responsible for you. After returning to Beijing, I will come to propose marriage and take you as my concubine."
He really wanted to marry Sister Yihuan, but Sister Yihuan and the prince were in love with each other, and he only wanted Sister Yihuan to be happy.
But he would always keep the position of wife to Sister Yihuan, even if he could never marry her in this life.
"I will not marry a wife. Although you are a concubine, no one will bully you. I will not have any concubines either. You can rest assured."
After saying that, Jiang Qiyun secretly glanced at her. Seeing that she looked normal and didn't have any big reaction, he felt relieved and felt relieved.
If Qiao Wanyan married her, she would not compete with Sister Yihuan for the position of Crown Princess.
In this way, it can be considered as helping Sister Yihuan.
Qiao Wanyan hooked her finger, and Jiang Qiyun walked over. "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"
“Pah.”
Jiang Qiyun covered his face and looked at her in astonishment. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever touched a hair on his head, let alone being slapped hard in the face.
He should be angry and should tear the other person into pieces out of anger.
But for some reason, when I was slapped by Qiao Wanyan, a faint fragrance came first, followed by the pain of the slap.
When the fragrance enters my nose, the burning pain on my face is no longer painful, it feels refreshing.
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