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Several sergeants took off their clothes and handed them to Prince Anling. They did not dare to look directly at the naked body of their prince, and turned their heads to pretend to appreciate the fireworks in the sky.
Yan Su has led the army for many years and often hangs out with his sergeants. In winter, he also ordered his sergeants to take off their cotton-padded clothes and train with bare arms. He has long been used to seeing naked bodies. This was the first time that he had been naked in front of his sergeants. Speaking of which, it was not embarrassing at all. At least he took off his clothes himself. This time, even the outer robe and inner clothes were stripped off. It was really hard to lose face. He reached out and took the clothes the sergeant handed him and put them on. Thinking that the woman had taken off his clothes twice in the night, although his face remained calm, his heart was already churning.
He never expected this woman to be so powerful!
Men are generally better at martial arts than women, probably because men are stronger than women and have an innate advantage in martial arts. If a woman wants to be better than a man, she must spend more time and practice than a man. This woman has found a unique way to incorporate female red skills into martial arts. She is really smart to the extreme.
¡I am the dividing line of happiness¡
Qin Jiu knew that Yan Su had not caught up, but she still ran quickly. The sound of wind passed by her ears quickly, as if a knife was scratching her face.
She finally couldn¡¯t hold on to the white wall on one side of the street, bent over and vomited a mouthful of blood. There was a throbbing pain in her left shoulder, and blood came out. She reached out to cover it. The same pain hit her right rib, blood gushed out, and she reached out to cover it again. Blood also flowed out of her left arm, but she had no hands to cover it.
In fact, she had been injured a long time ago. However, the pomegranate red dress covered up the color of the blood, so she didn't look so miserable, and she could leave with a chic smile.
She originally thought she could defeat him, or at least escape unscathed, but she never thought that compared with his martial arts, she was still far behind. If he hadn't been lost in thought for a while while she was weaving the tapestry, she thought she wouldn't be able to peel off his clothes.
Loquat quickly chased after her, and when he saw the blood on her body, he said worriedly: "He didn't come after him, so why did you run so fast? It's hard to stop the bleeding with this movement! Why are you so unwilling?" Love yourself.¡±
"This little injury is nothing, I can hold on!" Qin Jiuqiang said with a smile, "Oh, what can we do? It's so late, we may not be able to enter the palace tonight, where are we going now? Staying?" She deliberately changed the subject.
Loquat frowned and looked around, but was unable to do anything.
Qin Jiu looked up and saw that this was the Linglong Pavilion where she had just competed with arrows. It was already late at night, and the tourists guessing lantern riddles in front of Linglong Pavilion had dispersed.
Qin Jiu pointed at Linglong Pavilion and said, "There is no end to the road. We will stay here tonight." After saying that, Mingpao helped her walk towards the pavilion.
Linglong Pavilion is not only a restaurant, but also an inn.
Durian thought: The steward of Linglong Pavilion will probably not let the demon girl live here. After all, the demon girl took off Prince Anling's clothes in public.
The steward of Linglong Pavilion was directing the servants in the pavilion to collect the lanterns. When he saw a few of them leaving and returning, he quickly came up to greet them and said, "Do you want to stay at the hotel? Please come upstairs!"
Durian raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking that since he followed the witch, he seemed to have become stupid and couldn't figure out many things. If it were an ordinary store, they would definitely not let a witch who was against Prince Anling stay in the hotel. Isn't Linglong Pavilion as respectful to Prince Anling as it seems?
The group of people asked for three upper rooms, one for Qinjiu, one for durian and loquat, and one for cherry and lychee. In addition, Qin Jiu ordered Loquat to pay the money and send the bearer away.
Qin Jiu¡¯s house is on the third floor. Looking down from the window, you can see the backyard of Linglong Pavilion. Under the dim light, you can see a huge pond in the backyard, frozen because of the cold weather, shining with an icy light.
Cherry carried hot water and Lychee carried medicine for wounds. They walked in one after the other.
??She has a long face, a slim figure, and a pretty appearance. Lychee has a round face and a pair of big eyes that are very smart and cute.
Qin Jiu leaned on the couch and let Yingtao take off the bloody red dress on her body, then cleaned the wounds on her body and sprinkled the golden sore medicine on her body, which stopped the bleeding. Lychee took out another small porcelain bottle and said, "Master Jiu, please apply a little traceless ointment as well. This is the sect master's special instruction. Master Jiu must apply it after he is injured, otherwise scars will be left."
Qin Jiu took the "No Trace Cream" and said lightly: "I know, I will apply it myself in a while, you can go down."
Li Zhi¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly and he said cautiously: ¡°Then Mr. Jiu must remember to wipe it on, in case there is something on his body.Scars"
Qin Jiufeng narrowed her eyes and said calmly: "Why, are you still worried?"
Lizhi was frightened by the coldness in Qin Jiu's eyes and hurriedly lowered his head and said: "I don't dare!" After that, he and Yingtao retreated out.
Qin Jiu was obsessed with the "No Trace Cream", her lips pursed slightly, and she almost crushed the porcelain bottle to pieces with so much force in her hands. But in the end, she didn't squeeze it, just threw the porcelain bottle on the table, but refused to wipe it anyway.
The sound of leakage came from far away, and in the dark night, it seemed desolate and long.
Qin Jiu was extremely tired, but not sleepy at all.
She took out the remaining bamboo sticks from the durian lantern that she had picked up and burned them, and played with them under the lamp. The bamboo strips had been burned beyond recognition and were extremely charred. Qin Jiu fiddled with it for a while, and then got a black stain on his hand. She picked up a silk handkerchief, dipped it in water and wiped the bamboo strips one by one.
After wiping the last bamboo strip clean, she gently touched the few lines of words on the bamboo strip and was lost in thought.
The bamboo sticks were burned, and the words could be vaguely discerned: The king's heart is like bamboo, and the concubine's heart is like brocade. The sea is dry and the rocks are broken, relying on each other.
That is a woman¡¯s handwriting, elegant and graceful.
Every stroke is clearly carved with care.
Who would have thought that these lines of words were carved on the bamboo frame covered by this exquisite lantern. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com