daughter in power

Chapter 125

The spring rain in March is as expensive as oil, but also as cold as ice.

Her hair was soaked quickly, her clothes were wet quickly, and her shoes were so wet that water could be squeezed out.

Her pace did not stop.

She ran quickly, feeling cold in her heart.

"Jiang Qiqi!"

In the empty and dark streets, someone called out to her.

In the tone, it is difficult to restrain.

She was startled and stopped.

Footsteps approached, and there was only one person behind her.

She turned back.

King Xiaoyang was drenched, standing in the rain, looking at her.

Both of them were embarrassed.

His clothes were drenched, his bun was soaked, and the exquisite jade stick on his bun was shining brightly, almost flying up.

"This king followed you all the way, but you ran faster and faster. Are you in a hurry to go home?"

His voice is not gentle.

Even though he was embarrassed, he still looked aloof, as if everything was in order, as if everything was under his control.

Her eyes flashed, and her face was expressionless: "What does it have to do with you? Didn't you go away, what are you doing when you come back!"

Her tone was equally cold and distant.

It seems that they are two people who cannot be far apart.

He raised his eyebrows, and his flirtatious face was breathtaking in the night rain: "This king is standing behind you, but you stared at a broken carriage for a long time, and ran away after seeing it, what do you mean?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

She was indifferent, turned around and left, refusing to talk to him again.

He is still catching up.

"Didn't you say you don't like me? Why are you so sad when I'm gone? You don't want to be with me. You're so embarrassed when I don't wait for you?"

One sentence hit her weak point.

Her footsteps shook, and she turned her head fiercely: "I just don't like it!"

She felt that her voice was not loud enough to vent her unhappiness, so she yelled at him in the rain: "I just don't like you!"

For some reason, her heart ached.

This kind of pain has a feeling of deja vu.

It seems that one day in many years, she also felt such heartache.

Also because of him, so embarrassed.

The person opposite was obviously very strange, but she felt very familiar.

It's clear that they haven't been together for a long time, but she can still remember his face clearly.

It seemed that no one in this world could compare to the imprint he gave her.

Nothing compares to him.

Rainwater slid down her cheeks, making it warm and a little hot.

She stood in the heavy rain in a daze, her heart was suddenly empty to the point of no limit.

"Jiang Qiqi!"

There was anger in his voice.

"Let's talk about it, since you came to Floating Fire City, what has this king not done well, and what has made you dislike it?"

His voice was flat, neither high nor low, as if he was talking about ordinary things.

The tears in her eyes became deeper and deeper, she turned around coldly, and then walked forward.

He refused to obey, and ran up quickly, grabbing her by the sleeve: "Jiang Qiqi, why are you leaving again? You promised to be together forever, but you regretted it in a blink of an eye."

"Let go!" She turned her head bitterly: "The person you want to be with, was I ever? It was her!"

she?
Everyone knows that it is Feng Qiqi.

And she, Jiang Qiqi, is just a stand-in.

He was stunned for a moment, the strength in his hand suddenly loosened, but he quickly grasped it: "She is already dead, she died when she fell off the Mizhou trail... This king has nothing to do with her anymore."

He took a step forward and looked down at her rain-stained cheeks: "This king is all about you, only you. Can't you see it?"

His appearance is very affectionate, and the rain pouring on his face is really too much.

She looked into his slightly red eyes, bit her lips and said, "The devil will believe you."

It took a rainy day to see him clearly.But he followed her drenched, destroying all the defenses she had built with great difficulty.

The rain was rushing down, pouring down, turning the two of them into fools.

She wanted to lie to herself that he didn't care about her at all.

Unfortunately, it is impossible.

At this moment, she was the only one left in his eyes.

Who would believe that he didn't care?
"It's fine if you don't believe it, but people in this world are not stupid. Master Jiang and Mrs. Jiang are not stupid. They know that the king has you in his heart. Your good sisters are not stupid, she also knows that the king has you in his heart. Father, queen, and mother concubine, they all know that this king has you in his heart!"

Word by word, hit her ear, clear and deep.

The world is certainly not stupid.

Even Master Zeng, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who is just and impartial in law enforcement, also seeks personal gain for her because of his doting on her.

Aunt Liao from the Imperial Dining Room and even Mrs. Xu from Lichun Garden could tell that she was his favorite.

But she...

She broke away from his hand fiercely, tears rolled down her eyes: "It's a pity...it's impossible for us."

She turned around quickly and ran towards the rain curtain, for fear that he would catch up again.

While running, while suppressing tears.

However, today's tears are so many, it seems that she has never shed tears in her past and present lives.

It must be done today, all at once.

Behind him, he chased quickly.

"Jiang Qiqi, you don't want to escape..."

The anxiety in his tone was so obvious that there was even a hint of imperceptible choking.

She tried to stay awake and refused to look back.

However, the voice betrayed her: "I don't want to be a concubine for others, I don't want to be a substitute for others, I don't want to be pointed at by others, I don't want..."

She shouted loudly and frantically.

The sound of the rain was pattering, but it covered her voice within a second.

Behind him, the sound of pursuing footsteps finally stopped.

She relaxed, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be controlled, and quickly fell down.

After running for seven or eight steps, the sound of a speeding car suddenly came from behind him.

She was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, she felt lightened, and she was dragged into the carriage.

Drenched all over, she raised her head, and saw him looking at her in embarrassment, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qi'er..."

There was a charcoal fire burning in the car, but she was shivering with cold.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but he stretched out a big hand, and she lost consciousness again.

Tingfeng Tower, the gate.

Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Maoyou were waiting anxiously.

The maids were holding umbrellas at the door, almost going down the steps, looking for people everywhere.

Perhaps, it was because of Jiang Maoyou's explanation that he barely stood still.

The jet-black carriage rattled closer, and finally stopped at the foot of the doorstep.

King Xiaoyang lifted the curtain of the carriage, embraced the sleeping Qiqi, and slowly got out of the carriage.

Madam Jiang wanted to go forward to pick it up, but when she met his gaze, she backed off half a step.

Jiang Maoyou was a little embarrassed: "My lord...my lord, this is..."

He is a petty official, and he wanted to ask questions, but he lacked confidence.

The rest of the maids didn't dare to say much, they just surrounded him and walked towards the door.

Back in the house, he held her firmly.

Qiqi wore dry and warm clothes, and fell asleep in his arms.

But that dress was clearly not the one she had when she left.

The clothes, no matter how you look at them, look like men's clothes.

As for the men's clothing that Qiqi can wear, who else could be the owner besides the King of Xiaoyang?

Fortunately, he wrapped Qiqi's whole body with a black cloak.The night was dark, and the spring rain never stopped, so everyone couldn't see clearly.

Mrs. Jiang rolled her eyes again and again, she wanted to reach out but dared not, she just followed him and said, "Qiqi must be too noisy, why... is she fast asleep?"

Falling asleep is actually not a big deal, the new clothes on her body are what she wants to care about the most.

King Xiaoyang ignored her, and went back to the boudoir with Qiqi in his arms.

When he got to the room, he stepped in, but no one dared to stop him.

The maids didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but they all stopped outside the door.

Jiang Maoyou's old face darkened, he squeezed a step ahead of him, and hurriedly said: "I... the next official to light the lamp."

Sure enough, he took out a fire pocket and ignited the candles on the coffee table, illuminating the gloomy tenderness of the room.

King Xiaoyang didn't say much, he carefully placed Qiqi on the bed, pulled the thin quilt to cover her, then turned around and said, "Qiqi is tired, please wait for her to wash up, don't bother her any more."

Everyone hurriedly bowed: "Here."

He nodded, flicked the hem of his clothes, left the boudoir, and left.

Mrs. Jiang noticed that the clothes on King Xiaoyang were not the same as when he left.

She panicked, and chased King Xiaoyang all the way out of Tingfeng Tower, stood beside the carriage, poked her head: "Eh... my lord, what happened to that Qiushuangqiu guard...why didn't he come with you today?"

King Xiaoyang got into the carriage coldly, lifted the curtain and said, "Qiu Shuang and Chun Shui both have something to do." He nodded politely to Mrs. Jiang, "Madam, take good care of Qiqi, I'm leaving first."

After finishing his sentence, he withdrew his slender hand.

The curtain of the carriage was drawn down, Qin Cai raised his whip, and the carriage quickly drove away from Tingfeng Building, and was buried in a curtain of rain.

Mrs. Jiang stood at the door of Tingfenglou, losing her mind for the first time.

Her heart skipped a beat, she hurried into the courtyard door, and carefully locked the door, before retreating to the main courtyard.

The boudoir was closed tightly, and the maids all rested.

She pushed the door, but didn't open it.

She leaned against the door panel and sighed, and listened carefully to the movement inside, she could faintly hear the shallow breathing of Qiqi.

The breathing is clear and shallow, and it seems to be sleeping soundly.

She listened for a while, and then sighed with the sound of breathing, before going back to her room.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Jiang Maoyou.

Jiang Maoyou stood stealthily under the eaves of the dark lacquered corridor, without an official hat or umbrella.

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly called out, rushed over and said: "You are dead, you are still standing in the rain with your old bones, you are not afraid of catching typhoid fever, and you will die."

The words were not pleasant, but he quickly covered Jiang Maoyou's head with his wide sleeves, and dragged Jiang Maoyou back to the room in a hurry.

Jiang Maoyou smiled slightly: "Hua Niang, have you seen clearly?"

Mrs. Jiang was startled: "What are you looking at?!" In fact, her heart was beating drums.

"Qiqi is wearing the prince's clothes, the two of them... two..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mrs. Jiang slapped him on the face: "I want to die, go back to sleep."

Jiang Maoyou didn't dare to say much, the couple walked towards the room, and the sound of the rain became louder.

Back in the room, the clothes of the two of them were almost soaked. Mrs. Jiang hurriedly found clean clothes to change into, and wiped Jiang Maoyou's hair with a handkerchief.

A candle in the room illuminates the warmth and warmth of the room, making it even more bleak and cold outside the door.

Jiang Maoyou sat obediently, and said with a smile: "Actually, this is pretty good, it's better than marrying that kid Rong Chuan. That kid is worthless, and his calves trembled when he saw the prince."

Mrs. Jiang dropped the handkerchief and snorted, "What do you know, Chuan'er is young, so he doesn't look like you, his legs are weak even at his age, even worse than me."

Jiang Maoyou laughed, stretched out his hand to hold his wife's hand, and raised his head gently: "The person in our family who is stronger than you is coming back."

Mrs. Jiang blinked, overjoyed: "Yes..."

(End of this chapter)