Fingers with distinct bones gripped Gu Qianying, who was drunk, and her restless hands.
Her dress slipped, revealing her fragrant shoulders, and her tender, smooth skin came into his sight.
His gaze deepened, and with a wave of his palm, the bed curtains were drawn.
The unobstructed "spring scenery" was half-concealed, making the glimpses even more alluring.
The man standing by the bed, his sexy Adam's apple bobbed, and the suppressed desire was about to erupt.
The window was not closed, and the wind blew in.
The early autumn wind was a bit cool.
It blew onto the man's face, and he instantly calmed down.
"You girl, you're always tormenting people."
A faint smile played on the man's lips as he walked to the windowsill and closed the window.
Then he sat by the bed, lifted the curtains, personally helped Gu Qianying undress, took off her shoes and socks, and tucked her into the quilt.
In her drunken dreams, Gu Qianying kept calling his name.
He listened to her again and again, without a hint of impatience.
Nangong Mo also feared Gu Qianying would be thirsty, so he boiled some water, let it cool, and fed it to her spoonful by spoonful.
Gu Qianying was still drunk, sleeping hazily.
Nangong Mo stayed by her side, never leaving.
At the fifth watch,
He shifted his body, bent down, and placed a light kiss on Gu Qianying's forehead before getting up to leave.
As he left, he was still a little worried. He returned to the bedside and tucked the quilt around Gu Qianying again.
The ten hours were drawing to a close, and his body was about to become a phantom, forcing him to leave.
But before he left, he wanted to do something.
Unsure of what he suddenly remembered, Nangong Mo's lips curved upwards, and he chuckled faintly.
In the early morning, the sunlight was excellent, the air outside was fresh, and various birds perched on the branches, chirping noisily.
Gu Qianying was woken up by the noise.
After waking up, she found herself resting in the bamboo house, with a quilt covering her.
The moment she lifted the quilt, she was shocked to discover that she was not wearing her outer clothes!
Gu Qianying frowned and looked around the room, but found no one else inside.
No one? Then who served her and helped her undress?
Caixia?
With a sense of doubt, she stepped off the bed barefoot and turned to find a neatly folded red dress placed by the bedside.
She picked it up and unfolded it, only to find that it was the one she had worn yesterday, and it had been washed clean.
When she was drinking yesterday, wine had spilled on the collar of her clothes, but this red robe was now very clean.
At this moment.
Lan Qingqing stepped in.
"Qianying, you're finally awake."
Lan Qingqing placed the prepared dress on the table, then turned and saw Gu Qianying already wearing the red clothes she had worn yesterday.
"Hmm? It's clean?"
Lan Qingqing walked over and was stunned.
Yesterday, Gu Qianying had gotten drunk and vomited all over herself.
Her dress was stained with dirt.
Seeing Lan Qingqing's surprised expression, Gu Qianying frowned and asked, "Weren't you the one who took care of me last night?"
She seemed to remember drinking water hazily last night.
Lan Qingqing shook her head.
Caixia came in with breakfast. After placing it on the table, she found that there was already a portion of breakfast on the table.
"Wangfei, who made this?"
Caixia was very surprised.
Caixia's exclamation also drew Gu Qianying's attention to the breakfast on the table.
A bowl of white porridge and a plate of green vegetables.
Although light, it was good for the stomach.
"What happened after I got drunk yesterday?"
Gu Qianying's doubts were heavy.
Lan Qingqing recalled what had happened yesterday and told Gu Qianying everything, stating that there was nothing unusual.
And they hadn't noticed anyone entering the bamboo house.
A wave of panic washed over Caixia, who quickly came over to ask, "Wangfei, you... you weren't harmed by anything, were you?"
Lan Qingqing was also very worried.
Gu Qianying didn't look at them and didn't speak.
A green line on her palm was very clear.
Gu Qianying's body trembled violently, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
This... this was the "signal" from the plant蛊!
The man who had relations with her in the grass and wood house had appeared!
She suddenly clenched her fist and turned to walk outside.
Caixia, holding her embroidered shoes, quickly caught up.
"Wangfei, the ground is cold, hurry and put them on."
Gu Qianying rode her horse to the grass and wood house in the suburbs.
She entered the house and searched around but found no one.
Just then, the sound of horse hooves echoed.
Gu Qianying looked out the window.
Caixia dismounted, holding a letter in her hand, her expression anxious as she walked in.
"Wangfei, it's bad, something has happened."
Caixia was a servant from the Ninth Prince's manor and had always addressed Gu Qianying as Wangfei.
"What is it, to be so flustered?"
Gu Qianying frowned.
When she reached Gu Qianying, Caixia calmed herself down, sorted out her thoughts, and said, "The Sixth Prince has been taken hostage by someone called Nan Nüxia. They demand five million taels of gold, to be delivered to Wuli Slope outside the city, otherwise, they will kill him."
As she spoke, Caixia respectfully handed the letter in her hand to Gu Qianying.
The content of the letter was exactly what Caixia had said.
Gu Qianying took the letter, glanced at it, casually threw it on the ground, and mounted her horse, saying, "No money. Write a letter telling them to kill him as they please, as long as they are willing!"
"Ah?"
Caixia was stunned.
Gu Qianying rode her horse past her.
"Do as I say, Nangong Li is not in danger!"
Her people were following Nangong Li in the dark. If no danger signal was received, it meant Nangong Li was safe for now.
Moreover, she had seen the handwriting on that letter.
It was Princess Luo Anyata of the Southern Barbarians!
She had taken Nangong Li hostage?
Dealing with a woman, the Sixth Prince Nangong Li had more ways than her.
"Yes, Wangfei."
On the other side.
Nangong Li, tied to a tree by the Southern Barbarian Princess, had his clothes slightly wrinkled, his hair a bit messy, and the fan tucked at his waist was now in the hands of the Southern Barbarian Princess Luo Anyata.
Behind her stood several men in black, all of whom were highly skilled in martial arts.
"You bitch, you better give me the antidote, or I'll beat you to death!"
Forced to swallow the Ten Fragrance Soft Bone Powder, he was now weak and unable to use any martial arts.
Listening to Nangong Li's wails, Luo Anyata frowned and covered her ears.
If it weren't for Nangong Li's good looks, which could still be admired for a few glances.
She wished she could throw this nagging guy into a pond to feed the fish.
After the messenger returned with nothing in his hands but a letter.
He handed the letter to the Southern Barbarian Princess.
The Southern Barbarian Princess opened it, read the content a few times, then silently looked at Nangong Li and said sympathetically, "You're truly miserable."
Nangong Li raised his eyebrows and glared at the Southern Barbarian Princess, "What do you mean, you bitch?"
"Gu Qianying is unwilling to pay money to save you and has written back saying for this princess to kill you directly!"
"?! How could that be? You bitch is lying to me!"
Nangong Li naturally didn't believe it.
Although his relationship with Gu Qianying wasn't very good.
There was still some connection.
Besides, he was the nephew of the Ninth Imperial Uncle, and Gu Qianying had been the Ninth Imperial Consort, making her his Ninth Imperial Aunt.
Wasn't this relationship closer than others?
But this stingy woman, Gu Qianying, was unwilling to spend some silver to save him?
Was Gu Qianying that woman even human?
Regardless of kinship, even brothers who had gone through life and death together, would just abandon him like this?
Pah! Truly heartless!
The more Nangong Li thought about it, the angrier he became. He simply closed his eyes, giving up all pretense, "Come on, come on, kill me! I don't want to live anymore. Anyway, no one in this world cares about me. What's the point of me living! Hurry up, don't hesitate, make it quick!"
Nangong Li shouted.
Luo Liyata just watched him quietly.
If she had had the urge to kill him before, she no longer had such thoughts.
The Sixth Prince was so pitiful.
Luo Liyata raised her hand, signaling her men to untie Nangong Li and handing him a silk handkerchief, telling him to cry if he was very sad, it would be better to cry it out.
Untied and slumped on the ground, unable to move, Nangong Li scoffed.
"Cry! I won't cry! I'm a man, what's there to cry about! I won't cry!"
The more Nangong Li said this, the more uncomfortable Luo Liyata felt.
Finally, Luo Liyata had her men hand the antidote to Nangong Li.
The antidote was bitter!
It was very bitter, and when he couldn't drink it, Nangong Li almost vomited.