Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 150

This time, it didn't leave much room like the previous kick, it just knocked her down.

But Qian Mei only felt a tightness in her chest, and her body had already rolled down the mountain heavily.

"Qianmei! Qianmei!"

Kanati couldn't hold her, and hurried down the hill, bent down to help her again.

Before his hand touched her, his chest was already cold.

When he looked down, a sharp sword tip had already protruded from his chest, and a drop of bright red blood was sliding down the dazzling sword edge.

And the strength in his whole body seemed to be exhausted in an instant, and he slowly fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

But Qianmei crouched in the grass, dizzy and out of breath for a long time, finally coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and managed to catch her breath, when she raised her eyes, she saw Kanati lying in front of her, her face covered with blood foam close at hand.

"Canati!"

But Qianmei screamed and rushed over, but her hands were tightly bound, and she couldn't even pick him up to check his injuries.

Kanati was still able to move.

He stretched out his palm, touched Ke Qianmei's face, said something in a low voice, and then fell down silently.

And his eyes were still tightly fixed on Ke Qianmei's face, clearly reflecting her grief-stricken expression.

He should have seen her sadness and reluctance clearly at the last moment, and the last expression seemed to have a trace of comfort, but it was more worried.

This Beihe man has a good skin, but he is ignorant and reckless, he can no longer compare with Li Mingyuan's elegant and detached man.

But Qian Mei's hypocrisy with him was simply because Li Mingyuan and Queen Mother Li couldn't do without his father's support and help, and they never moved half of their sincerity.

But at this time, seeing him say the last sentence with so much attachment, she knelt down in front of him, and she was choked up with tears, filled with regret.

Tang Tianxiao's sword tip was still bleeding, and it hadn't been put back into the sheath for a long time. The bright blood and the dazzling sunlight intertwined to create a murderous intent, but he didn't know who to stab next.

Zhuo Ruisheng was afraid that something might happen to him, so he rushed over a long time ago, holding him by his side, looking at the current Concubine Shu who was lying on another man's body and weeping in grief, he was speechless for a while.

Tang Tianxiao asked coldly: "What did the Beihe man say when he was dying?"

Zhuo Rui hesitated for a moment, and finally dared not answer, and said in a low voice: "He said...Qian Mei, I can't protect you anymore, what should you do in the future?"

Tang Tianxiao was angry, and said angrily: "Oh? Dare we, Princess Kezhu, survive until now, all thanks to the protection of Mr. Bei Hegui?"

He stepped forward, dragged Ke Qianmei, and shouted: "Get up! I'm not dead yet, so why cry like this?"

But Qianmei was tied up tightly and couldn't beat him, so she was lifted from Kanati's body abruptly, she struggled unceasingly, and cried hoarsely: "Let me go! I don't want to see you again! "

Tang Tianxiao sneered and said, "Do you think I just want to see you? You... are so dirty!"

But Qianmei shivered, only to realize that he was referring to the intimacy between her and Kanati.

She raised her eyes, her face was full of tears, her eyes were full of despair, she sobbed and cried: "Okay... I'm dirty! Why don't you just dig a hole here and bury me with him!"

Tang Tianxiao became more and more angry, and his heart rushed to the top of his head with anger, and even his head ached. He raised his hand and slapped her face, and shouted: "Do you still want to live in the same bed with him, and die in the same acupuncture point? Don't dream It's over! Even if you die, you have to die somewhere else for me!"

But Qian Mei was in a trance from crying, and her figure was on the verge of falling. She was slapped at this time, and she couldn't stand still anymore. She fell down the slope again, but her head hit the rock, but she didn't even groan. With a sound, he passed out.

Tang Tianxiao was taken aback, and rushed over to hug her in his arms to check. Although her breathing was weak, she was not stagnant, and she couldn't see any trauma, so it shouldn't be a serious problem.

He clearly felt that he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of the arms that held her tightly.

But what is he doing?
Seeing her betrayal with his own eyes, seeing her having fun with others. Well, seeing her weeping and weeping for other men, heartbroken, will he still treat her like a treasure in the palm of his hand?
He had a splitting headache, his body could no longer support him, and he sat down on the ground powerlessly.

And that hateful woman rolled into his arms powerlessly as his arms fell.

The small face is pale, and the black hair is scattered.

He held his head, and he didn't even have the strength to push her away.

Zhuo Rui saw that Tang Tianxiao's face suddenly changed drastically, his brow was full of cold sweat, and he was startled, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said, "Your Majesty, what's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Tang Tianxiao shook his head reluctantly, and said, "I'm fine. Take... hug her away and let me rest for a while."

Zhuo Rui hurriedly moved Ke Qianmei away carefully, looked at Tang Tianxiao's expression, and said: "It just so happens that Weichen's family lives nearby, would the emperor go over and rest for a while, waiting for news there?"

Tang Tianxiao felt his headache getting worse, and said in a low voice: "Okay, then... let's rest for a while!"

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Zhuo Rui's house is not far from the foot of the mountain, it is an ordinary courtyard with three depths.He is not yet married, but his mother and younger sister take care of the family, and he walks in front of the imperial court. He has a lot of monthly salary and various rewards, so he is fairly tidy.

Tang Tianxiao was helped to sit in the main hall, drank the tea served, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then gradually recovered.

Hearing some movement in the hall, he braced his forehead and barely looked up, but Ke Qianmei was dragged in by two guards all the way, and quietly placed on the ground in a corner to lie down.

Her arms were still tied behind her back with the long whip he gave her.

It must be extremely uncomfortable to lie down in that position, and without even thinking about it, he could guess that she was frowning with grievance.

But he couldn't see her face.

She fell softly to the ground, her body was slender and weak;
Her bun and braids had been completely scattered, spreading on the ground like black satin, covering her beautiful face that was pressed against the ground.

so beautiful...

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