Not sure what he thought, Chu Qi walked up to her, supported the umbrella in his hand on her, and stared at her with his bottomless eyes down.

Mu Jinghong's faint gaze fell on his moon-white soap boots. Even if he stepped on such a sewage ground, it was like stepping on a ray of dusty palace marble.

No matter at any time, this person is so clean that it makes people jealous.

Even the blood to fight for the throne did not stain him a drop.

Mu Jinghong stared at the man who was looking down at him with one hand, and suddenly grabbed the clean and dusty moon white brocade clothes.

The stain instantly darkened his clean hem.

Chu Qi frowned slightly, but did not let her go.

"Ah..." Mu Jinghong let out a short cry of grief, and his red eyes were full of hatred for Tao Tian, ​​who was surnamed Chu.

"Chu, Chu...Yu, you must die a good death."

He pulled his clothes tightly with both hands and let out a low roar.

The sound of rain almost overshadowed her low and hoarse cry.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spit out of her mouth, dyeing her pale and bloodless lips bright red. Seeing her pain as if she was dying, Chu Qi felt that this scene was very shocking at that moment!

Without paying attention, Mu Jinghong had already spit out a second mouthful of blood, which was stained with his moon white brocade clothes.

It blends with rain and turns into a light red color.

He was about to faint, and at that moment, Chu Qi reached out to catch her tilted body without intention.

Tentacles are as ice as frost.

The beautiful eyebrows frowned and straightened her body. The umbrella in her hand was abandoned unconsciously at that moment. It was hit by the rain. Chu Qi frowned again.

He lowered his head and stared at the little mute in his hand, and his brows were frowned.

I remembered the glance just now, and raised my hand and gently brushed the ink hair that was pressed against her neck, gently tugging on the collar that was pressed against her skin, revealing a very faint birthmark.

He was stunned.

"This is."

He stared at the person in his hand and was confused.

He raised his hands and wanted to pick up someone to take him away, and the hem of the clothes was pulled.

His eyes fell on the hands that were pinching his clothes to the death. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and tore off a large swinging corner of Jinyi, which he still liked.

*

Half an hour later.

Chen Jiu stood at the back door holding the sword and saw a figure walking back in a mess. Seeing Chu Qi, who was dirty and tattered, Chen Jiu was obviously shocked with a cold face, slightly opened his mouth, looking funny that he didn't know how to speak.

Chu Qi raised his eyebrows. At that moment, Chan Jiujun blushed and hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

Although I have served by my side for many years, I am always intimidated by the prince's appearance.

Chu Qi's face was depressed, but it did not damage his color at all. He glanced at the cunning Jiu and said, "I met a mad dog when I went out. What's wrong?"

After he mentioned it, Chen Jiu quickly said, "It's Lord Lu, I've had three cups of tea waiting in front."

Chu Qi's astonishing face flashed through a trace of meaning, "I changed my clothes and went to receive our Lord Lu."

Qingjiu: "..."
Chapter completed!