Lin Baibai's clothes were torn, but fortunately, she firmly protected her chest, but her back was exposed, and the white flowers were also dazzling, she casually put on An Wanyi's outer robe, and went to the clean room and twisted two wet handkerchiefs to stick them on An Wanyi's forehead. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because of the drug, he burned badly, struggling and roaring frantically, and the sword and sword couldn't hold him down, but as soon as this cool handkerchief was pasted, it made him more comfortable, and he was not so manic in his struggle.

Lin Baibai pulled open his clothes and wiped his chest and armpits with a handkerchief, which was so comfortable that he hummed and chirped, but this cry was too ambiguous, and the sword and sword were embarrassed.

Seeing that he calmed down a little, Lin Baibai stretched his hand down and used the right hand of God to help him purify the aphrodisiac, and seeing that he obediently cooperated, he had the heart to think about the person on the ground whose life and death were unknown.

She asked the knife to take a look at the situation, and as soon as the knife let go, An Wanyi firmly shackled her waist with her hands, leaned on her side with most of her body, humming and chirping at her neck without a teacher, while moving her hips and her right hand to do exercises, without her hands, she was also happy to see it.

The knife flipped through the corpse of the woman and found that she was dead.

That's a big problem.

Lin Baibai thought for a moment and said, "Brother Squire went to get a few soup women and braziers, and Brother Squire went to wrap the female corpse in a quilt and put it on the low table." ”

Although the two didn't know why, they saw that she seemed to be confident, looked at each other, and did as she said.

Two rows of soup women stuffed into the quilt, a few braziers were hot and roasted, Lin Baibai went on again, and they sprinkled some water on it every other moment, making sure to keep the corpse in a humid and hot environment, but it couldn't be called a dry corpse.

One night, Lin Baibai changed her right hand with pain from left to right, and changed her right hand with pain from right hand, she actually wanted to let the sword or sword come to replace her, after all, they have rough skin and thick flesh and calluses on their hands, which are more wear-resistant, but An Wanyi's family is probably not completely sanity, and he hugged her to the death, grinding her hands so hard that both hands were blistered, and then stopped at the fifth watch.

As soon as he stopped, Lin Baibai hurriedly asked the sword to help him go to the small study to rest, and he and the sword cleaned up the scene.

After a night of heating, the corpse had already covered a lot of dark corpse spots, she dried the corpse's clothes thoroughly, moved them to An Wanyi's bed, and then took a pot of cold tea from herself that she had brewed yesterday and didn't have time to drink, added a pack of Liangxiao Chun, which was specially called the knife to find, and put it on the table.

Eliminate all the traces that shouldn't be there, rearrange the scene, and she and the sword went out of the wing room and went to the study to see An Wanyi.

This guy was tired all night, his eyes were black and blue, his face was pale, and he looked overworked, and it was estimated that he would not wake up for a while.

Lin Baibai took a long book, spread out a prayer scripture, and began to copy it with An Wanyi's handwriting, she wrote well on both sides of the paper, and drew a big cross in the middle, copied for most of the hour, and got a thick stack.

I changed my clothes and combed my hair again, explained some things to the sword and the sword, and waited for dawn in the study with peace of mind.

Sure enough, as soon as the day dawned, a group of people rushed in, and the sword stretched his voice outside, shouting, "The eldest prince, the third prince, the eldest prince, the second prince, the third prince, the sixth prince, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince copied the Sutra in the study all night, I am afraid that I just fell asleep, what is the matter with your Royal Highness, let the little one go and tell His Highness?" ”

"Huh, study?" A voice sneered, "Then the king will go to the study to meet him, it's not that the king is unkind, it's just that someone reported to the king, saying that he saw His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince robbing the people's daughters last night, although the king is his uncle, he can't bend the law for personal gain." ”

The people in the study were kicked open, and through the gauze curtain, a figure behind the desk shook and fell on the desk with a thud, a teacup was knocked over, and the tea dripped down the edge of the table to the ground.

"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, are you okay, come on, Brother Shijian, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has fainted!" A young waiter in Tsing Yi shouted in a panic.

The group stared at them like torches, but the little attendant seemed to be unaware, dragging the person lying on the desk and shaking constantly, "Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you, wake up quickly!" ”

Everyone else was still intimidated by the beauty of the waiter, and they didn't slow down for a while, the third regent, that is, An Wanyi's father seemed to be relieved, and stepped forward to help An Wanyi, seeing that it was indeed his own son, but his face was pale, and his eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Turning his head sharply, he asked the waiter who was shouting, "Which one are you, what happened last night, tell me the truth!" ”

"I, the younger one, is a scholar, and I am a scholar of His Highness." The waiter seemed to be frightened, and replied in a low voice with his neck bent.

"When happened last night, don't worry." The Grand Regent's tone was gentle, and his face was kind, "Don't be afraid, we will definitely deal with it impartially and will not affect the innocent." ”

The little attendant seemed to think that this person was more credible, and under the gaze of the three regents, the weak one approached the eldest prince, swallowed his saliva and said, "Yesterday, the prince returned to the house, and he didn't even bother to eat, saying that he had a nightmare on the boat, and he was uneasy, and he wanted to copy a few volumes of the blessing scriptures to pray for Her Majesty the Empress and the regents, and the little one was not lazy, and persuaded His Highness many times to tell him to rest early, but His Royal Highness refused, and he fainted...... Really, it's really not a small fault, Brother Shijian can testify. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a murmur behind him, oh no, An Wanyi is afraid that she is going to wake up, why don't you just faint and let her play well?

She was startled, as if she remembered something important, turned around and picked up the thick stack of long books on the desk, hurriedly wiped the tea on it, stomped her feet while wiping, and each foot accurately landed on An Wanyi's feet, "It's over!" It's over! It's all a mess! It's all a mess! What to do! What to do! ”

Seeing that An Wanyi's eyes were a little clear, she held the stack of long books and squeezed open the three regents, squeezed in front of An Wanyi and blinked violently, and couldn't help complaining, "Your Highness, in order to pray for Her Majesty the Empress and the regent princes, you have worked hard to copy all the blessings all night, and they are all caused by the eldest brother of the sword, if he didn't pour tea for you, you would have fainted, and you wouldn't have confused the scriptures!" ”

An Wanyi's eyelids were not completely lifted, as if he hadn't seen a room of people, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, just get your mind." ”

"Hey!" She sighed regretfully, poured a new cup of tea and handed it to him, "Son, moisten your throat, there are guests in the house, you just fainted, and you don't have a good reception." (To be continued.) )