A fairly thick blanket was wrapped around Xie Qiao's body, and the outside was tied with a rope.

After a while, it became a big dumpling.

Several ghosts stared anxiously.

"Is this person the prince? This is too bad, and even tying people up, what's the use of our upper body!?"

"It's all my fault that this idiot didn't know how to hide, so he was succeeded by the prince!"

"What do I do now? Are you still on your body? After a hard-won opportunity, I still want to eat that sweet-scented osmanthus dessert!"

A few souls, aggrieved.

Angry and helpless.

"Upstairs, this kid knows Lianxiang Xiyu, let's scold him all night, and he doesn't dare to do anything to us!" A ghost said angrily.

When other souls heard it, they also felt reasonable.

Zhao Xuanjing moved Xie Qiao back to the house, laying flat on the bed, he sat at the table by the window, let someone bring a book over, and guarded boredom.

"Stinky boy! Let me go!" Xie Qiao's body screamed, "If you don't let me go, boy, after today, all of us will follow you and eat up your poor dragon qi. !"

Zhao Xuanjing frowned, poor dragon spirit?

Could it be that there is too little dragon energy? Or less blood?

If you go to the palace and use the blood of your father, will the effect be better?

He had a serious face, and felt that the possibility of borrowing blood was not high. The older the father, the more afraid of death, not to mention the blood soaking the talisman paper, even a drop, it would also be distressed for a long time.

"Boy, even if you are the prince, we are not afraid of you, aren't you afraid that you will not sleep well in the future?!"

"His Royal Highness, are you interested in this girl? Why don't you do it like this, we don't talk to outsiders, okay?"

"Even if this little girl wakes up, she won't remember what happened, we will never tell her, Your Highness, Your Highness?!"

"..."

Zhao Xuanjing rubbed his brows, got up helplessly, found a soft cloth, and shoved it into Xie Qiao's mouth.

The next moment, the world is silent.

Zhao Xuanjing didn't even look at her. After all, Xie Qiao's face was too confusing. If those ghosts were pretending to cry, how could they not be soft-hearted?

Zhao Xuanjing did such a superb job that when the ghosts saw it, they all felt that it was the upper body, and it was boring.

After a while, all reluctantly surrounded Zhao Xuanjing.

They show their teeth and claws, and they describe it as terrifying.

It's a pity that Zhao Xuanjing can't see anything.

Without the upper body of the ghost, Xie Qiao still fell asleep for a while, when she faintly became conscious...

He was shocked to find that his mouth was blocked and his body was tied up.

Looking around, I saw familiar figures by the window, as well as those resentful ghosts.

Seeing her open her eyes, the ghosts also scolded her.

"Little girl, we clearly agreed. Now that we kill such an inhuman man halfway, we are on your body, but we can't do anything?!"

"Why don't you tell him, we just breathe and don't do anything, everyone just breathe for a quarter of an hour, okay?"

Xie Qiao wanted to speak, but her tongue was blocked and she couldn't do it at all.

Weary blinking.

"Little girl, look at how cruel this man is. You are so delicate and tender, but he is not soft-hearted at all. It shows that this person is arrogant and black-hearted! You must stay away from him!"

"Yes! That's right, it's too bad. When the slave family was on his upper body just now, he still touched my little hand!" Yanhun said seriously.

Other souls also jumped out.

"If we hadn't tried desperately to stop you, girl, your innocence would not be guaranteed!"

"Look, it's almost midnight now, and he can't leave. You are a woman. Now that the two of you are alone in your boudoir, your reputation will be gone!"

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