Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

Duan Qi Feng's legs trembled, but he had no choice but to smile apologetically and say, "Greetings Madam Hou. I wonder what advice Madam Hou would have for me to stay here?"

Shen Zhi Qiao was still holding onto Qi Muzhu, but his small face was winking at Duan Qi Feng, "It's nothing much, I just have something good to tell you …"

"Great news... "Ah?!" Duan Qi Feng laughed dryly as he thought to himself, "To think that I don't exist is the greatest joyous event of all."

Shen Zhi Qiao solemnly nodded his head. Then, he hooked his little finger, gesturing for him to come over.

Duan Qi Feng carefully glanced at the obviously pale face of the middle-aged man. He refused to budge an inch and wished for nothing more than to escape.

Shen Zhi Qiao blinked, and frowned, "General Duan, are you cold?" It's shaking so much! "

"…" Duan Qi Feng started to smoke, "It's winter now, it's colder, colder …"

The study door was wide open, and a gust of wind carried the snowflakes into the room. Coincidentally, he was standing in front of the door, so it was not strange that it was a little cold.

Shen Zhi Qiao said with good intentions, "Come in. The door …" Closing.

"Oh, there's no need. Qifeng still has some matters to attend to and is waiting to enter the palace. I'll take my leave first." The last words floated in through the door.

Shen Zhi Qiao was stunned by his astonishing speed. She muttered to herself, "Tsk! I originally wanted to tell him that a new beauty has entered the male prison …" Glancing at Qi Muzhu, he said, "Little Four, if you meet General Duan next time, let him know."

Qi Muzhu's handsome face twitched as she tried to pull back her hand. However, to no avail. Her face became even redder as her eyes turned left and right, not daring to land on her body.

Shen Zhiqiao narrowed his eyes and poked Qi Muzhu's arm with his index finger, "Little Four, ah, Little Four, not bad. I haven't seen you for a few months, but your muscles have grown stronger."

"…" Qi Muzhu's ears were also red.

Just as she wanted to tease him a bit, something hit her hand that was holding his arm. She was scared and then let go.

Lowering her head, she saw that the place where she had been hit had turned red. She could only cry out in pain.

"Second sister in law, your hand …" Qi Muzhu looked worriedly at the red marks on the back of her fair hands and felt her heart ache.

Little Four, you will be back from Jinyun Temple soon. Qi Mujing's voice was gentle, but it was without a doubt.

Qi Muzhu bit her lips and lowered her head, "Then, I'll go back to my room first." After saying that, he looked at Shen Zhi Qiao once more, then turned around and left.

The manor was divided into three courtyards: the bamboo courtyard, the landscape courtyard and the Rongyuan courtyard.

The Rong Courtyard was the residence of the late marquis, Qi Huan Rong. Now, it was the residence of his eldest son, Qi Muyun, and his wife.

On the other hand, the Jingyuan Courtyard was where Master Hou Qi Mujing and Madam Hou's wife, Shen Zhiqiao, lived. The remaining bamboo courtyard was where the Marquis' youngest son, Qi Muzhu, resided.

The bamboo courtyard and the scenic courtyard were separated by only a single wall. The Rongyuan is remote, separated from the Jingyuan and Bamboo Courtyards on both sides of the Hou Mansion.

In the Scenic Spot's wing.

"Jing, I made this table specially for you. How about you try it?" Shen Zhiqiao fawned over a piece of steamed silver carp and placed it on Qi Mujing's plate.

In the Scenic Spot's wing.

"Jing, I made this table specially for you. How about you try it?" Shen Zhiqiao fawned over a piece of steamed silver carp and placed it on Qi Mujing's plate.

Qi Mujing calmly looked at the dishes on the table, but there was no trace of anger or joy in his tone, "Kind son, just tell the kitchen to cook whatever you want to eat in the future. You don't have to do it yourself."

"…" Shen Zhiqiao bit his lips, put down his chopsticks, and spoke in a muffled voice, "Ah Jing, you're still angry right?"

Unable to see her like this, Qi Mujing sighed and pulled her hand on the table, slightly exerting himself to carry her on his lap, using his big hand to gently support her hair while his other hand gently caressed her small hand. He whispered in her ear, "Your hand is injured, you need some rest."

Shen Zhiqiao suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at him. His gentle eyes were filled with her looks, and he was indescribably warm. He suddenly felt his nose sour, "Jing, you've always been so good to me, and even your anger is always on my mind. If you don't want me anymore, I'll definitely die."

Without his tender care, she might have died six years ago when she first arrived in this strange dynasty.

In these six years, she had already gotten used to his kindness towards her. If she could not have his love, his love, and his indulgence, she might really die!

"Nonsense!" Qi Mujing reprimanded him lightly, "In the future, you're not allowed to say such unlucky words, understand?!"

Shen Zhi Qiao's heart turned warm from his overbearing and gentle words. She took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, "Jing, you're not angry anymore, right? "Hmm?!"

Qi Mujing didn't answer her directly, but pointed with his finger to trace her rosy lips, "Why did Zhi'er come to the study room today?"

Her lips were a little itchy, and Shen Zhi Qiao couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it, but before he could move his fingers away, his face suddenly turned hot. He stuttered as he said, "I, I'll shout, I'll call for you, we'll eat dinner together. I'm afraid that it's too late, you won't see me again."

After saying that, Shen Zhi Qiao seemed to grumble at him. She pinched his ears and said, "You're still talking about me. Look at my hand …" He put the back of his hand in front of his eyes, "It's all your fault. My hand was swollen."

Qi Mujing's brows furrowed in annoyance as he held her hand in pain. The place where her hand was swollen was already long ago, and blood was faintly visible under her skin.

At that time, he was only angry and did not like her being so intimate with a man other than himself, even if that man was his younger brother. She could only be his … He really wanted to hide her and show her to him and smile at him alone.

Lips touch the soft skin, kiss, lick.

The itchy feeling on his skin made Shen Zhi Qiao's heart tremble as he softly murmured, "Jing …"