In the study on the third floor of Earl's mansion, a bookcase on the whole wall is filled with classical literature.

The room is full of dark red decoration tone, but also full of a little serious and boring.

The ceiling lamp in the room is very warm, and the aperture covers the people near the sofa. The quiet can only hear the occasional crisp sound.

That's the sound of the broken wine cup dug out from Li Qiao's palm falling into the tray.

At this time, Shang Yu knelt down on one knee, half hung his head, holding Li Qiao's right hand in one hand, holding tweezers to poke away the skin and look for the pieces buried in it.

Men's short hair hanging in front of the forehead, blocking his eyes covered with haze.

He seems to be very careful to control the power, but the back of his hand holding the tweezers is already a piece of green veins.

Li Qiao didn't speak all the time. She sat quietly. She didn't say a word even though her palm was bloody.

She did not move, looking at the opposite bookcase, as if the pause button had been pressed.

It's like for her, the real disappointment and sadness are always silent.

More than ten minutes later, Shang Yu bandaged her bloody palms and covered her forehead with a layer of sweat.

Both of them seemed to be in a tight mood to the extreme, but no one spoke to break the silence at this moment.

Shangyu still kept the posture of kneeling on one knee, and his warm fingers gently stroked Li Qiao's cold fingertips.

His eyes fell on her left wrist and the watch was gone.

But in the red guest system these days, the positioning of that watch is still active in Cloud City.

That's why he didn't expect that Li Qiao would return to the British Empire again, and seemed to have changed her identity.

I don't know how long after, Shang Yu pursed his lips, and his Adam's apple continued to slide. It took him a long time to say: "do you blame me?"

Li Qiao stares at the front of the line of sight to move slowly to the man's face, also bumped into his dark and obscure eyes.

She hooked the corner of her lip and shook her head slowly.

What's to blame?

Blame him for not telling himself the identity of Xiao Yehui in advance?

How can he say such a thing?

Just like her own mood at the moment, how can she tell Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu that the person who has done evil to them is probably Xiao Yehui, the elder brother who has shed blood for them.

Even if said, very likely Shen Qingye will think she is a fool, Xia Xia will also think she is in evil.

There is no way to be outspoken about some words.

This kind of situation and concern, Shangyu will also have.

At this time, the figure of the man curving knee and Li Qiao's line of sight is just the same, he gently pinched her fingers, eyes are very deep, "if the heart is uncomfortable, you can blame me."

Li Qiao shook her head again, then lowered her eyelids.

Shang Yu's lip line gradually straightened and raised her chin. Her handsome face was cold and stern. "Then you say something, eh?"

His action forced Li Qiao to face his four eyes.

Both of them have the warm color of the light, but they can't feel any warmth.

Li Qiao licked the corners of her dry mouth, frowned, and her tone was full of coquetry and grievance

It really hurts.

At the moment when she frowned, Shang Yu's heart suddenly tightened. Then he heard her cry for pain. He stood up and wanted to hold her, "go to the hospital."

She is so strong character can cry pain, men have no extra energy to think about other things.

"No Li Qiao raised the intact left hand to stop his action, didn't make much effort, pulling the man's arm to his side to pull, "hold for a while."

Shang Yu's body is slightly stiff. After sitting down, he carefully hooks her shoulder and takes her into his arms with a very gentle force.

He didn't dare to exert himself, as if he could crush her.

Tonight's Li Qiao is full of fragility that he has never seen before.

Li Qiao naturally didn't know Shang Yu's real thoughts. She just felt that the hug was too shallow and not intimate enough. She shouldered him and said, "do you use some strength?"

Men's eyes trembled, mixed in the chest, all kinds of complex emotions dissipated a lot.

He lowered his head and saw that she was holding the tip of her eyebrows and waiting for him to exert himself. Finally, he raised his thin lips and pressed her in his arms with strong force.

Li Qiao was comfortable, and Shang Yu sighed with relief.

"I'm not afraid of pain now?" The man's angular jaw is on her head, and her arms are warm and strong.

Li Qiao was stuffy in his arms, smelling the ebony fragrance that belonged to him alone, and her heavy mood also recovered a lot.

She leaned her face against his chest and said, "it's not a pain in the body that hurts in the hands."

Words fall, is a silent silence.

Some things can't be avoided. After Li Qiao sorted out her mood, she leaned back a little and opened a moderate distance. "When do you know that he belongs to Xiao Yehui?"

Shang Yu pursed his thin lips and looked out of the window. "I had doubts before. It was only after your elder brother's wedding banquet that I determined that the person who gave you the gift money in the monitoring room was Xiao yeyan's daily hired bodyguard."Li Qiao opened a mouth, "Chai man two childe?"

"Well." The man replied, "the gift should be Xiao yeyan's handwriting, he and Xiao Yehui are half parents."

Listening to Shang Yu's statement, Li Qiao finally has a clearer understanding of the chaiman family.

Xiao Yehui's mother was the Duchess of Ming matchmaker, and he was also the eldest son of the Duke family.

As for Xiao yeyan, he was a romantic debt of the Duke outside the family. He was taken back to the family after his mother died.

No wonder she didn't see any similarities between Xiao yeyan and Xiao Yehui at the beginning. His face, which is comparable to a cartoon character, is too perfect to pick out any flaws.

If he followed his mother's appearance more often, his mother would also be beautiful. It might be reasonable for him to make Prince chelman fall in love with her.

After all, after the implementation of monogamy, the British aristocracy and even the royal family members keep their lovers outside, which is also one of their identity symbols.

But soon, Shang Yu revealed another message that the relationship between the two brothers was not harmonious, and they had the same potential.

Hearing this, Li Qiao suddenly had a strange idea, "does Xiao yeyan mean to let me know that huizai is still alive?"

The man's generous palm stroked her head and nodded coldly, "most likely."

It's just that Xiao yeyan was seriously injured by him in Nanyang and he didn't have a chance to fight again.

....

Meanwhile, outside the study, Feng Yi leaned against the window sill of the corridor to smoke.

Beside him stood the expressionless clouds and the moon.

Shang Yu and Li Qiao have been in for 20 minutes, but they have never come out.

Feng Yi thinks it's funny, even funny.

If he hadn't asked his noble Cavaliers, he would never have thought that Li Qiao and Duke chaiman were old acquaintances.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi takes a puff of smoke again, and feels powerless that something is out of control.

The chaiman family and the Palmer Shang family have been enemies for many years.

As Shaoyan's girlfriend, Li Qiao will face too many choices in the future.

Feng Yi takes out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket to make a phone call.

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