She has a slender waist and delicate bones, and is able to seduce the ascetic horse.

Chapter 253 Stop crying

The cold wind howled outside the door, blowing up a few scattered snowflakes, making it almost impossible to see clearly.

"Snowing?"

Shen Jiaojiao murmured softly. She knew that she could not deal with the powerful Prince Qing, so she simply closed her eyes.

He stretched out his tongue and was about to bite it to commit suicide when a strange yet familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Miss!"

It’s Murong Zi!

Shen Jiaojiao was startled and her round eyes widened. Didn’t Murong Zi go to the Meng Mansion to get the jade pendant?

She wanted to turn around to look, but she felt something was wrong.

Wasn't Prince Qing still tearing her clothes just now? Why did he suddenly stop?

She pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look upwards, at the elegant face whose age could not be determined.

Prince Qing's face turned red, veins on his neck bulged, and the moment she raised her head, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was soaked in blood.

In fear, the scream was stuck in his throat and no sound came out.

What exactly is going on? !
Prince Qing covered his aching heart and fell to the ground. The anger on his face was still there. He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly towards the door.

"you you……"

Murong Zi walked in slowly, his tall body blocking most of the light from the door.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry. I've worked for you for many years. This should be enough to repay your kindness, right?" He apologized softly, with a hint of joy in his voice. "I found this poison specifically for you. No one in the world can cure it. Please take care of yourself."

As he spoke, Murong Zi walked up to Shen Jiaojiao, bent down, and extended his hand to her.

"Miss, look at you, your face is covered in blood. You don't look good at all."

Shen Jiaojiao raised her hand and wiped her face, then placed the bloody hands on Murong Zi's hand.

Murong Zi pulled her up easily.

"Hiss!" Her face was filled with pain, and she pressed her lower back hard, "I think I got hurt." "Injured?" Murong Zi raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked her up and down, "Fortunately you were wearing enough clothes, so our prince didn't succeed."

Then he picked up the intact outer garment and belt and wrapped them around her.

"Miss, please bear with it. We need to escape."

As he spoke, he had already tied Shen Jiaojiao tightly to his back with a belt.

"Murong Zi, you can't escape!" Prince Qing coughed up a mouthful of black blood, "You traitor!"

"I bother!"

Murong Zi turned around and spat on the ground, then told the woman on his back to hold him tightly, and left the courtyard on tiptoe.

Not long after escaping from the courtyard, Prince Qing's men caught up with him.

Fortunately, Murong Zi was a martial arts expert and he quickly shook off the pursuers.

The courtyard is located in a remote area, and it is difficult to return to the east of the city to seek help, so the two have no choice but to leave the city.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the sporadic snow was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to bury the world in snow.

This made their escape more difficult.

Seeing that the pursuers followed the footprints many times, Shen Jiaojiao couldn't help but tug at Murong Zi's clothes.

"Murong Zi, please put me down..."

Murong Zi raised her lips and smiled, "Oh, put you down? Are you kidding? Don't worry, I will definitely take you out."

Seeing that he insisted on going together, Shen Jiaojiao sighed and stopped trying to persuade him.

The moment she saw Murong Zi in Prince Qing's courtyard, she thought that the other party's previous promises were all false and were a rhetoric used to deceive her sworn brother.

Unexpectedly, Murong Zi was willing to betray Prince Qing in order to save her.

But she was just doing it casually...

"Miss, please stop crying. My neck is so cold. I'm going to get sick from the cold." Murong Zi's voice came from the front.

The calm and unhurried tone sounded just like the first time they met.