5. [Concubine Attack 005] Send a picture of spring-night

Looking at the nervous appearance of the people in this room, Jing Jie'er got up directly from the ground and wanted to retract into Chengnan Ye's arms, but he glanced at him and took a step back in fright.

"Huh? What did I do? Nan Moyi withdrew his terrifying gaze, a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"You all go down."

Seeing Chengnan speak at night, a group of eunuchs and maids who were also frightened hurriedly walked out of the room. Could it be that Princess Nan Moyi? Oh, my God!

"In the middle of the night, with her hair draped and dressed in white, do you want to scare her to death?" Chengnan looked at Nan Moyi at night, his face calm.

Nan Moyi only wore a white robe, thin cheeks were a little pale, a pair of amber narrow eyes with long eyelashes, a red mole on the right corner of the eye, and a slight pouting of pink lips.

At this time, there was an aura of arrogance on this delicate person, and she smiled and stared at them, like a queen looking down on ants.

This is Nan Moyi? No...... Not at all like her......

"I just couldn't sleep and wanted to come and visit, who knew that the two of you were doing such things, so I stayed in the study and waited for a while, and drew a picture for the concubine." That's the kind of thing, concubine. Hearing the words, Jing Jie'er's face couldn't help but turn whiter, she saw it? I saw myself kneeling in ......

"Yes." The sound of the night in the south of the city cannot be heard.

"This is natural, but this is what I gave to the side concubine, and the prince can't look at it."

Seeing that Cheng Nan no longer spoke at night, Nan Moyi agreed to him, so he smiled and walked towards Jing Jie'er. And when Jing Jie'er saw her looking at herself, she couldn't help but take a step back.

"Ah, what are you afraid of me doing? Didn't you do something bad and didn't dare to meet people? ”

"You ......" Concubine Jing Jie'er couldn't get angry, her mind was full of Nan Moyi's eyes looking at her just now. She's going to kill her general look.

"Here, put it away." Nan Moyi put the painting in her hand, her eyes were clearly a warning, she suddenly stepped forward again, and whispered softly in her ear, "Antidote, otherwise I will tell you what you did." "It's night in the south of the city tonight, I'm afraid I can't kill her, but she can't escape in the long run.

Hearing Nan Moyi's words, Jing Jie'er swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she could already confirm that Nan Moyi was not dead, so she would still be busy in the future, if she told her about poisoning her, she would not be able to live in this palace anymore.

Even if Nan Moyi is not favored, she is also a genuine princess, and if the side concubine poisons the princess, she will definitely die.

"I, I'll give it to ......" Jing Jie'er trembled and fumbled with a small celadon bottle on her body and handed it to Nan Moyi, "It's true, I will never lie to you." ”

Nan Moyi turned her head sideways, looked at her flustered face, and sighed, "It doesn't matter if you don't give me the real antidote, I will leave a letter to report you, if I die, you will definitely die." After speaking, Nan Moyi slowly withdrew his body and held the porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Yes, it's true......" Jing Jie'er nodded hurriedly, this Jing Jie'er was so frightened now that she didn't dare to lie to her.

Nan Moyi smiled, glanced at Chengnan Ye, who was looking at her, and said with a light smile, "If you don't open it and take a look, what am I drawing?" ”

Hearing this, Jing Jie'er glanced at Chengnan Ye and saw that he was also looking at the rice paper in his hand, so he had to tremble and slowly open it.

However, after just one look, she immediately closed the drawing, and a suspicious flush appeared on her cheeks.

"What are you drawing?" Cheng Nan Ye stood in place, with his hands behind him, looking sideways at the back of Nan Moyi pacing out of the door.

Nan Moyi turned his head and smiled slightly, graceful and luxurious, captivating the country and the city, ""The Secret Drama of the Spring Festival". ”