Random quick travel: The paranoid male god wants to force love again

As Li Xingmiao's loyal follower, Laifu has already developed a heart of stone. He hired a few people to find the male protagonist Yan Qi without any delay. Before he could say a word, he punched and kicked him as soon as he got there, and the whole thing was chaotic. Sticks add up.

For about a stick of incense, Yan Qi was beaten until he was unconscious and lay on the ground unable to move.

Laifu, who was watching calmly from the side, stepped forward and kicked him, and warned him coldly and arrogantly: "Do you know why I hit you today? Because you are thinking about someone you shouldn't be thinking about. I'd better warn you. Stay away from Miss Xu Shiya, otherwise it won’t be as simple as beating you next time.”

After saying that, he turned away with his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing this, the group of people quickly followed, leaving the scarred Yan Qi alone on the ground struggling helplessly.

He slowed down, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to straighten up, a pair of black boots came into his sight.

"You did a good job by not fighting back, but that's not enough. Master asked me to help you again." Before Yan Qi understood what he meant, there was a click, and a bone-chilling pain came from his right leg. The pain made him scream subconsciously.

In an instant, all the sparrows that were resting on the roof flew away.

At dusk, the sky is filled with sunset, and the setting sun is like blood.

Jiang Miao came out of the palace slowly. Laifu had been waiting at the palace gate for a long time. Seeing him rushing forward, he smiled flatteringly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, everything has been done according to your instructions. Now I just have to I hope that kid can be wiser, if not, I will remind you again."

Hearing this, Jiang Miao glanced at him and raised the corners of her lips, "You have done a good job. From now on, my monthly salary will be increased by one or two taels of silver."

Laifu was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.

Jiang Miao got on the carriage in a good mood. After lowering the curtain, the smile on his face immediately disappeared and his face was filled with sadness.

Damn, things have come to this, how can he turn things around?

Jiang Miao couldn't think of a reason after much thought. Suddenly he heard Laifu's voice.

"I have met Mr. Taiwei."

Xu Shaoqing?

Jiang Miao reached out to lift the car curtain and looked outside. By coincidence, he saw Xu Shaoqing looking towards him.

For some reason, he felt guilty. His hands shook slightly and he quickly lowered the curtain, pretending that nothing happened.

Seeing this, Xu Shaoqing pursed his thin lips.

"Your Majesty Taiwei, the Emperor is still waiting for you in the Royal Study." The father-in-law next to him reminded.

Hearing his words, Xu Shaoqing looked away, nodded, turned around and followed him away.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, then stretched out his head and looked over again.

Xu Shaoqing was wearing court clothes. It seemed that the emperor had something important to ask him.

If nothing else, it should be that in the original plot, the Marquis of Zhenbei had the intention of treason, and the emperor asked his confidant to secretly investigate and resolve the matter.

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao's eyes lit up.

In this way, Xu Shaoqing can no longer control the affairs of the male and female protagonists, and he can stop worrying about it for the time being.

With this idea in mind, Jiang Miao let herself go and returned to her house to eat and drink, feeling at ease.

Who knew that the male and female protagonists would not follow the plot and actually meet again three days in advance.

Xu Shiya already knew that Yan Qi was beaten, and knew that the person who beat him was sent by Jiang Miao.

This made Yan Qi feel distressed and angry at the same time. On the same day, he took his maid and aggressively asked Jiang Miao to meet at Shiliting in the western suburbs of the capital.

As a licking dog, Jiang Miao not only didn't panic, but innocently thought that she was just asking him to go out with her, so she happily dressed up to accept the date.

When they arrived at the meeting place, Jiang Miao took a deep breath in the carriage and prepared herself mentally. Then she got out of the carriage with a smile and walked quickly behind Xu Shiya while calling her name affectionately, "Sister Xiaoya, how many days will it take?" It’s been three years since I last saw you. It’s rare that you took the initiative to ask me out today. I’m really sorry to keep you waiting for so long.”

"Haha..." Xu Shiya laughed inexplicably, turned around slowly, looked at him with a cold expression, and saluted politely and distantly, "Xu Shiya has met the Crown Prince, and I would like to pay you my regards."

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, her smile froze, and she was at a loss as to why she was about to give her a hand, "What are you doing, sister Xiaoya? I told you in front of me, you don't have to be so formal."

Xu Shiya took a step back indifferently, avoiding his touch and turning her head away, "The little girl doesn't dare. The little girl is afraid that she accidentally angered the prince that day and will be killed."

"How could it be?" Jiang Miao twitched the corners of her stiff lips and smiled unnaturally, "Sister Xiaoya, don't I understand your thoughts well enough? No matter how much you anger me, I will not hurt you. Did you misunderstand something?"

"Is the Crown Prince really not going to hurt me?" Xu Shiya looked up at him with very sharp eyes. At this moment, she was like a rose with thorns, which was a bit prickly.

Jiang Miao's hands on the folding fans tightened slightly, her eyes evasive, "Of course."

"Then what happened to Yan Qi's body injuries? How did his legs get broken?" Xu Shiya clasped her hands and stared at him, the dark emotions brewing in her eyes so intense that they could be seen with the naked eye, "Prince, please tell me the truth. .”