Nalan Lian saw that her arms were straightened by the thick book, but she was not afraid of hard work at all, and the slightly frowning eyebrows looked more bright and refreshing than those women's pretentious worries.

Somehow, he felt that Ming Yulong was very beautiful at this time.

Ming Yulong shouted to the little servant to sign the carriage aside, and went to the house first. After taking two steps, he found that Nalan Lian had not followed, and shouted without looking back:

"Nalan Lian, don't hurry up and keep up!"

Nalan Lian's whole body seemed to be energized all at once, and there was a rare layer of blush on her face, which was covered by a tall book, and quickly chased after her, and glanced at her side again, her eyes contained a different kind of brilliance,

"There are too many books, and I don't know if Lu Dao Rongyi deliberately made you so many books."

Ming Yulong glanced down, it was a bit much, but she looked at the bibliography, half of them were weird stories and miscellaneous histories and the like that she wanted, and Rong Yi still picked them to her taste.

These books seem like a lot, but she herself has a knack for memorizing.

It won't be too difficult to take some time to look at it.

"It's a bit much, but the bees pick a hundred flowers to make sweetness, people read the group books to understand the truth, read a little more, so as not to hate less when you want to use it."

"Bees pick flowers to make sweetness, people read books to know the truth—I have never heard of this sentence." Nalan Lian's careful tasting of this sentence felt a little meaningful, simple and not rough.

"Let you be a beauty at the age of three and not study, now I don't know what to do!" Ming Yulong smiled with crooked eyebrows, and said in his heart, Nalan Lian didn't know that the Dao was normal, and it was another world.

Nalan Lian stared at her and sneered: "How old was I when I was three years old, how could I be all over the palace, don't listen to Rong Yi ruining my innocent reputation." ”

Ming Yulong just wanted to tease and ridicule him again, but found that something was wrong in the house today.

Everyone who walked by looked at her a little strangely.

As soon as she looked over, they quickly retracted their gaze, as if she were afraid that she would find out.

There was no disdain or contempt in his eyes, but a little fear, and a little fear, as if he had seen something unclean.

Fear?

She asked herself if she had done anything in the mansion that made people afraid to see it, at most she beat Ming Ruxue, she had never seen these people have such a look in their eyes before.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Nalan Lian was a little strange, and followed her gaze to look at the people who walked by,

"Yulong, what's wrong, did you notice that something was wrong?"

Ming Yulong's eyebrows twisted slightly, but when she saw that Linglongju was in front, she would go in later, and then ask Feng'er.

As she got closer, she could faintly hear a large number of people talking in the courtyard, her brows furrowed tighter, and her steps were faster.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Nalan Lian also stepped to follow, he smelled a strange smell of blood in the air, and stopped in front of her before Ming Yulong stepped into the courtyard,

"Something doesn't seem right."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a curtain of black and red things suddenly splash in midair.

He turned his steps to retreat, just at the threshold, unable to move left and right, and behind him was Ming Yulong, who was carrying a book, and if he wanted to retreat, he would inevitably bump into her......

In this hesitation, the curtain had already splashed in front of him, and Nalan Lian's hands were occupied, so he had to turn sideways to avoid it, and he was still half of his body.