Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

"Heh …" Lou Lan laughed coldly as his pale lake pupils suddenly turned red. "Say that again if you dare!"

Although he didn't understand why his eyes were filled with rage and pain, Shen Zhi Qiao gritted his teeth as he replied, "I said that you're not qualified to be Yun Feng's Divine Doctor's disciple …"

"You're courting death!" Lou Lan let out a low growl, his eyes bloodshot.

Shen Zhi Qiao's eyes widened in fear. His lips that were biting his lips were already trembling in fear as he spoke stubbornly, "You … If you have the ability, then kill me … "You're not even fit to kill me …"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Lou Lan's face turned ashen. He lifted her hand forcefully and then threw her ruthlessly into the lake. He glared at her coldly before flinging his purple sleeves and leaving.

With a dong sound, water splashed in all directions.

"Ah …" Lou Lan, you … Puff … Save... "Save me …" Shen Zhi Qiao's face was drained of color. Both of his hands repeatedly slapped the surface of the water. He was both frightened and frightened. The water was very cold, but it couldn't withstand the fear in his heart.

It wasn't that she couldn't swim. In modern times, she was a swimmer and had won many awards.

But swimming gave honor and took her life.

If it wasn't for the cramp in her legs during the swimming training, she wouldn't have died and naturally wouldn't have transmigrated here.

Six years later, he experienced the fear of dying even more than six years ago. It was a fear that came from the bottom of his heart and was carved into his bones …

His entire body was submerged in the lake, and he no longer had the strength to struggle. His breathing was blocked, and his lungs felt as if they had been watered.

Perhaps, in this life, she should once again fall into this water … In her next life, if she were to approach any place with water in her next life, she would be a b * tch!

Something wrapped around her waist and forced her inside …

At the scenery yard.

"Puff …" "Cough, cough …" Shen Zhiqiao spat out a mouthful of water and his body fell limply backwards. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her. She slightly opened her eyes. They were somewhat blurry, and only a rough outline could be seen.

But that was enough. He …

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he closed his eyes in relief.

However, Qi Mujing's expression suddenly turned solemn. He nervously held her shoulders, "Zhi'er …"

As his hands were held by a pair of soft, small hands, Qi Mujing felt her heart tremble, and she held it back tightly.

Shen Zhi Qiao knitted her brows. He gripped her hand so tightly that it hurt. She opened her eyes and looked at him pitifully, "Ah Jing, it hurts!"

Hearing that, Qi Mujing thought she was feeling uncomfortable and became anxious, "Where's the pain? "Hmm?!"

Shen Zhiqiao started to cry and sobbed, "Ah Jing, my hand hurts …"

Qi Mujing stared blankly for a moment, then slightly blushed and loosened up a bit.

However, she still continued to cry. Her eyes were bright as she stared at him with tears all over her face.

Qi Mujing's throat tightened. He couldn't stand seeing her like this, so he embraced her tenderly, "Don't cry …"

"Jing …" Shen Zhi Qiao buried his head in his embrace, and cried loudly, like a child who had been wronged, "Ah Jing, I'm so scared. I'm afraid that if I die, I won't be able to see you again … "Ugh …"

Qi Mujing lowered his head and took a bite of her vermilion lips, murmuring softly, "Zhi'er, I'm more afraid than you are …"

Kiss the tears at the corners of her mouth.

Tears couldn't help but drip down in droplets. The fear in his heart was comforted inch by inch by inch by him. He felt his kiss move to the tip of his eyebrows. It was gentle, gentle, and patient.

Sensing that the emotions of the people in his embrace had gradually calmed down, pain flashed across his black eyes. Qi Mujing finally loosened up a bit, and her eyes became serious, "You committed suicide at the Duke Yuan Mansion, that's a good idea!"

Suicide?

Shen Zhiqiao's lips twitched. Pain … Thinking bitterly, his lips must have been bitten off so hard that he was really willing to …

He extended a hand to comfort his injured lips, but was frightened by a cold look in his eyes.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Shen Zhi Qiao did not reply. He lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xuan, as if he could do anything to him.

However, Qi Mujing was even angrier and didn't say anything.

He knew that she wouldn't stay obediently within the mansion, so when he went there, he had someone guard the gates of the mansion. Otherwise, with her little intelligence, how could she fool the ceremonial guards of the mansion?

He'd noticed her as soon as she stepped into the lobby, but he'd pretended not to know.

He had wanted to go after her when she found out, but she had disappeared.

This woman was always capable of tormenting others!

Later on, the Prince of Southern Cyanwood Forest and the others proposed going to the pavilion at the backyard of the prince's estate to drink and chat, enjoy the scenery of the moon, and immerse themselves more in the joyous atmosphere of the prince's estate.

However, before they even reached the pavilion, they heard someone yell for help.

That voice, it was a hateful woman who could cause such a ruckus again!

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Shen Zhi Qiao, you're really good! "Right now, the entire Eastern Tomb City is talking about how this loyal duke has mistreated his wife, causing the marquis' wife to be unable to bear the humiliation and run to Duke Wei's residence to commit suicide, Ming Zhi!"

Shrimp?

Shen Zhiqiao was stunned, "Jing, you said I committed suicide because you mistreated me?!" His eyebrows twitched, "It's still spreading like this?!"

With a cold expression, Qi Mujing sat on the edge of the bed, "The three days of your sleep should be enough to spread throughout the entire Eastern Tomb Dynasty!"

Three, three days?!

Shen Zhi Qiao fainted. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw him wearing boots. She thought that he was going to leave out of anger, so she quickly pulled his sleeves. "Jing, no, no, I really didn't commit suicide. I fell into the lake because of someone else …"