Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 37

Zhuang Bilan laughed again, with obvious mockery in her eyes, but no trace of malice.

His voice lingered low in the twilight forest, only entering her ear.

"Although the nobleman I befriended you has never met, my father always remembers the virtue of helping him back then and regards him as a lifelong confidant. But Princess Zhu has not yet entered the palace, and the letter my father ordered me to take care of has arrived. Regardless of the princess Is this here to win the favor of the Tang family, in order to win the head of the Tang family, all of you will assist me. I just hope the princess will remember, it’s too late. I don’t think the emperor likes Qingwu so much, but Qingwu is precious It lies in her non-competition in dealing with others and her unrepentant attitude towards feelings. Leaving aside appearance and talent, Tang Tianxiao couldn't find a second one in his harem alone. Besides, she would rather die than Letting go of the splendor and wealth he gave him, it is difficult for him not to remember such a woman."

The horseshoes fell in the thick green grass, and the low and rapid rustling sound merged into a messy one, circling in the cold spring forest.

"Non-compete with others in the world, never regret dealing with feelings..." Ke Qianmei murmured, and sighed, "It seems like I can't do it! I have been fighting to win since I was a child; If the man I like doesn't like me, I'll forget it."

Zhuang Bilan smiled: "The relationship I'm talking about is mutual gratification, not unrequited love."

But Qian Mei suddenly flushed with embarrassment.

She said: "You said that I am too far, do you mean that if I get too close to you, I may offend the emperor and regard me as a half-hearted woman?"

Zhuang Bilan stared at the strong figure not far away, and sighed softly: "Actually, as long as it doesn't involve major political affairs, the emperor's temperament has always been good, or quite good. But he is the emperor after all... And, he is no longer a Qing emperor. The emperor who was in danger when Wu served him."

Ke Qianmei smiled sweetly and said, "Then, please ask Brother Zhuang to do me a favor now!"

"What are you busy with?"

Zhuang Bilan raised her head, and before she recovered her senses, she saw Ke Qianmei smiling slyly, and quickly pulled out a long whip from her waist, whistling and whipping it towards her.

Severe, ruthless, accurate.

A thin whip, but threw out a dark cloud that covered the sky and covered the sun, covering Zhuang Bilan in darkness.

Zhuang Bilan was born in the general family, has endured hardships for a long time, and is extremely skilled. She immediately fell back on the horse's back, narrowly avoiding the shadow of the whip.

The long whip continued unabated, took advantage of the trend, made a circle, and immediately stuck out like a poisonous snake, and once again pulled towards Zhuang Bilan.

Zhuang Bilan's body was still lying on his back on the horse's back. He didn't want to draw his sword to resist, so he withdrew from the stirrup with one foot, spun his body quickly, hooked the stirrup with the other foot, and held the rein with one hand. He was hidden in the belly of the horse On the other side, half suspended in the air, Ke Qianmei dodged the second attack.

What he didn't expect was the strength of Ke Qianmei's whip.

The whip didn't hit Zhuang Bilan, but hit the saddle hard. After the dull whipping sound, the horse was frightened, neighed sharply, and rushed forward quickly.

Zhuang Bilan was startled, and was about to jump back on the horse to restrain the startled horse, but Qian Mei saw the opportunity, patted the horse to catch up, and lashed his ready-to-go arm with a whip.

Under the severe pain, Zhuang Bilan let go of his hands, and the horse rushed forward, but the man rolled off the horse.

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(End of this chapter)