Nangong Yueqing ordered the palace maids and eunuchs serving outside the courtyard: "The imperial physician! Send the imperial physician!"

"Yes."

The man's hand was tightly locked on Nangong Yueqing's wrist, with a blazing temperature. Amidst the screams and shouts, Nangong Yueqing heard his rapid and painful breathing.

The temperature on her wrist reached her brain, and it was the first time Nangong Yueqing felt it so real.

Che Qixiao is a real person, not a virtual paper person in a novel.

It is human nature to watch the excitement. If something big happens here, one will pass it on to another, and then another to four, and more and more people will gather.

The princes, nobles, sons and daughters are no different from the peddlers and pawns watching the excitement on the street.

Not long after, a sparse human wall was erected.

When Xia Wen saw this, her face flushed with anxiety. She knelt down and reached out, trying to break open Qi Xiao's big hand that had firmly grasped Nangong Yueqing's wrist.Unexpectedly, he used the strength to suck the milk and did not break Qi Xiao's hand.

Xia Wen was so anxious that she almost cried.

There are differences between men and women. In full view of the public, Liu Hou fell into a coma and still held on to the princess's wrist. This matter spread out. How could the princess talk about marrying someone in person in the capital.

This Liuhou is also a rogue.

Xia Wen's voice was anxious: "Princess, what should I do?"

When Chunwen heard the noise outside, she who stayed in the room quickly ran out, separated from the crowd, and trotted up to Nangong Yueqing and Che Qixiao, blocking her view from the front.

Chun Wen turned to Xia Wen and said urgently: "Xia Wen, please quickly pry Liu Hou's hand away."

Nangong Yueqing twisted her wrist, and Che Qixiao's hands were tightly cuffed around her wrist like iron shackles, pinning her to his side.

Nangong Yueqing bit her lip lightly and said to Xia Wen who was in a hurry: "Let him hold it."

It's almost time to deliver the wallet.

If she was trapped by Che Qixiao here and couldn't escape, and even Fu Zhujun's people couldn't be found, how would the scripted plot proceed?

The severe pain of giving birth, just like every time before when I wanted to resist the plot, I couldn't help but was controlled by that power to complete the plot.

Nangong Yueqing raised her head and glanced at the young ladies who were watching.

Mr. Fu Zhu is not here.

Hearing Nangong Yueqing's instructions, Xia Wen couldn't believe it and became even more anxious: "Princess, a woman's reputation as a good friend is very important. There are differences between men and women. Although it can be regarded as infatuated to stay as a marquis, in public, it is to trap the princess. If the injustice spreads, it will greatly damage the reputation of the princess, and the princess cannot be soft-hearted at this time."

As she said that, Xia Wen kept moving her hands to break open Qi Xiao's hand that was imprisoning Nangong Yueqing.

Nangong Yueqing's face turned cold and said: "Stop, Xia Wen, if you move like this, it will look like you are pressing my and Liuhou's hands together. If you can't break them apart, it won't take any effort." Chunwen, you lift your feet, Xia Wen, you lift your other hand and carry Liuhou into the house."

Xia Wen hesitated and made no move: "This..."

Nangong Yueqing raised her voice and said sternly: "There are many people talking nonsense, why don't you listen to what I say?"

"Yes."

With difficulty, he carried the tall man into the house and laid him flat on the small table for resting.

The young lady was facing the door, so that people outside could see clearly what was going on inside the room and not make any unreasonable guesses. Chunwen stood between Nangong Yueqing and Che Qixiao, covering Nangong Yueqing's hand that Che Qixiao was holding tightly. .

almost.

Judging by the time, the plot of delivering the wallet will begin soon.

Nangong Yueqing felt that her heartbeat began to slowly speed up and the sound became louder. She could almost hear the sound of blood flowing in her heart, and the nervous sweat on her hands began to soak into her skin.

Fu Zhujun was not here, so she was imprisoned by Che Qixiao and couldn't get away.

She wanted to see how the plot would unfold next?

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