Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

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"Someone from Tingfeng Pavilion sent it." Qiao Xiaomai replied without lifting her head.


"Even Tingfeng Pavilion must listen to this prince!"


Still facing away from Yang Ye, Xiaomai ignored his fiery glare, quickly finished writing the letter, then stood up and walked towards the door. "Please take care of Sanlang for me, Your Highness. He is Daqi's top martial artist; we can't afford for anything to happen to him."


After dropping those words, she stepped out of the room.


Yang Ye stared angrily at her receding figure, then sat down at the table; he had to write to Yang Wenxiao too!


After quickly finishing his letter, he called over his personal guard to deliver it to the Capital City himself.


Zhang Family was still cursing; he grew even more irritated, "Knock her out! Except for meal times when she can be awake, keep her unconscious the rest of the time!"


Chapter 1188: Worries_1