Chapter Twenty-Nine: Isn't It Rude?!
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In the summer, the weather was a little hotter, but the windows in the house were closed.
Lan Jingrou shrugged her nose slightly, and after a moment, she fixed her eyes on the burning sandalwood in the room.
Today's sandalwood, compared to the past, seems to be much more fragrant.
Importantly, it smells a little hot.
Looking up at the bed, the usual hanging plain tent had been put down.
Faintly, it seems that someone is inside
Lan Jingrou's eyes darkened, and she sneered: "Siru, who is it that arranged for you to calculate me like this?!" β
The matter in front of her was definitely not done by Lan Jingqin and Aunt Xu's mother and son, they didn't have the ability to make Si Ru have the courage to light aphrodisiac sandalwood in her room so blatantly.
She is now the treasure in Lan Ning's eyes, and if Lan Jingqin women want to do it, it is impossible to be in King Ning's mansion.
Since her rebirth, Siru has always been a little afraid of her, and just now she found that she was holding her fingers tightly, showing a hint of nervousness, Lan Jingrou noticed that something was wrong, but she didn't expect that this girl really dared to calculate her.
Striding out of the room, Lan Jingrou frowned as she looked at Siru, who was kneeling on the ground.
Leaning closer, Lan Jingrou suddenly laughed: "You say, it's for your guts?!" β
Siru shuddered, bit her lip, lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at Lan Jingrou at all.
"Don't you say it?!"
Lan Jingrou stood up: "If you don't say it, it doesn't matter, just wait to tell the prince." β
"Don't, miss!"
Siru raised her head, her eyes were full of tears, and she raised her hand to grab Lan Jingrou's sleeve, but when she met Lan Jingrou's chilling gaze, she took it back again.
just pleaded in a low voice: "Please Miss don't sue the prince." β
Sue sΓΉ Lan Ning?! As long as she is not allowed to leave the Rou Courtyard now, tomorrow, not to mention whether Lan Jingrou can still win Lan Ning's heart, there will naturally be someone to protect her at that time!
Siru's temperament, Lan Jingrou understands it very well, if it was before, she really believed it, now
If she really wants to beg for mercy, she should just say that it is useful, instead of dragging it here.
However, she was a little interested in seeing what Siru could do.
Seeing that Lan Jingrou didn't leave, the look of success flashed in Siru's eyes, and then she continued to cry and beg for mercy.
Lan Jingrou always just looked at her lightly and said nothing.
But the divine consciousness has locked into the room behind him.
I saw that the bed tent was lifted, and a man in a shirt sneaked out of bed and walked lightly towards him.
This person walks steadily, obviously, he is not an ordinary ordinary person, but looks like a soldier.
Soldier?!
Suddenly, Qiu Fengyi's smiling face flashed in Lan Jingrou's mind.
She frowned, and she didn't bother to watch Siru acting, so she turned to look at the person directly: "The National Teacher is really covering the sky with one hand, even his daughter, who has never participated in court politics, can he order the people of the Golden Armor Army?!" β
When she first came in, although she felt that there was someone on the bed tent, she didn't hear the sound of breathing, and the soldiers who could have such skills were only afraid of the mysterious team of gold-armored guards.
It's just that this gold-armored guard ran to this Ning Wangfu to be himself
Qiu Fengyi is really a bit overkill.
The golden-armored guard never thought that Lan Jingrou would suddenly turn around, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses: "It seems that the rumors are not credible!" β
"Of course not!"
Lan Jingrou raised her lips and smiled, what this person said was naturally that she was gentle and powerless.
What else?! If the person who is rumored in his mouth is Qiu Fengyi, I am afraid that there is another sentence that says that it is useless.
It stands to reason that in the current situation, Lan Jingrou should have panicked and ran outside the hospital for help, but from beginning to end, she just stood there with a faint smile, which made the golden-armored guard feel a little more appreciation.
"Second Miss, don't worry, I won't do anything to you, I'm just ordered to come and spend the night in your room."
"Oh, is that so?!"
Lan Jingrou nodded, she believed that with this kind of human character, nothing would be done to her.
Qiu Fengyi also knew that what she wanted was just for people to see a man in her room tomorrow.
But how could she, Lan Jingrou, let her get her wish!
"In that case, you can stay here for one night, and Jing Rou will retire first."
After the words fell, Lan Jingrou turned around and walked out.
When the man saw this, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled together: "Second Miss, you can't leave tonight." β
"Can't you?!"
Lan Jingrou stood still, but did not turn around.
In the dark night, a strange wind blew from there, and the golden-armored guard only felt a chill in his body.
In a flash, the conspicuous red figure in the courtyard had disappeared.
He was stunned, and walked forward a few steps quickly, just about to find Lan Jingrou's figure, but suddenly a voice came from behind him.
"You're a soldier, don't you know the difference between men and women?! Isn't it rude to stay in someone else's boudoir overnight?! β
"Lan Jingrou!" How did she run behind her.
In just a moment, the man had come back to his senses.
In a creepy moment, he quickly turned around.
In the dark, the red clothes were windless, reflecting the smiling face, like a demon.
"You!"
He opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat was a little warm, and raised his hand to wipe it, and his eyes were a blood-red color.
Siru watched the golden-armored guard fall in a daze, and seemed to have forgotten to shout.
It wasn't until the blood flowed through the courtyard stone and flowed to her side that she came back to her senses.
She wanted to scream, but after opening her mouth, she realized that she couldn't make a sound anymore.
A finger pierced Siru's throat, and Lan Jingrou retracted her finger.
Looking at the blood flowing on the ground, he frowned in disgust.
She originally wanted Siru to live for a while longer, but she was looking for death by herself, so she couldn't blame her.
The person was killed, but the corpse seems to be a bit troublesome to dispose of.
"Girl, eh, it would be nice if there was corpse water!"
"Corpse water?!"
Lan Jingrou frowned, although it was the first time she had heard this name, but, without thinking about it, as the name suggests, she could know what this thing was for.
"Do you have one?!"
"You girl, the old man will have it, I've been a skeleton for so many years, what do you do with corpse water, how troublesome it is to melt myself."
Bronze roared angrily, he just sighed.
"No?! So what is going to be done?! β
Lan Jingrou only felt that this matter was a bit of a brainstorm, if the bodies of these two people were seen tomorrow, it seemed that she would have to find some explanations.