In order to get the secret moon, Su Yunge pursed his lips and came to the bed.

Where the moonlight poured, Rong Qianxun slept very quietly, which invisibly made her feel guilty.

Gritting his teeth, he reached out and touched the bed.

Under the pillow, no.

Foot of the bed, no.

There is no place for the curtain to cover.

Except for the brocade quilt, all the places that could be searched were searched by Su Yunge, but he still didn't see the blade.

With a pout, he simply didn't do anything, and put his hand into the brocade quilt. The warm brocade quilt made her somewhat cold hands warm.

Inadvertently touched Rong Qianhiro's body, and his fingers trembled slightly. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he touched Rong Qianhiro's body from top to bottom.

After groping from his chest to his back, Su Yunge's face was a little red.

She herself fully implemented the meaning of these four words at this moment.

Rong Qianhiro's body is thin, but it is not without touch, and the feeling of the tentacles is excellent. I thought she would only touch a few or two ribs, but her chest is a chest, her waist is a waist, and she can faintly feel the shape of the muscles in front of her chest and abdomen.

The texture is distinct, and it doesn't look like the body of a sick and weak person at all.

Even Su Yunge was a little jealous of his good figure, how did this person practice, didn't he say that he was seriously ill? It's unbelievable that you can still maintain this size.

But God is fair, when she touched Rong Qianhiro's leg, her palm instantly stiffened.

The temperature of the hand is not the warmth of the body, but the cold to the bones, and it exudes a refreshing chill.

Su Yun was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly.

From Rong Qianxun's calm posture at the beginning, and then to the strange pattern of the Dingbei Palace, as well as those secret guards, she actually had a hope in her heart.

That is, Rong Qianxun's disability is pretended.

It should be to hide from political opponents, pretending to be disabled, showing weakness to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

After all, in the chess game, Rong Qianxun's ability to look at the overall situation is too good, how can such a person let himself become a cripple that no one cares about.

The only reason is that Taoguang is obscure.

But the cold touch of her subordinates told her a cruel reality.

Rong Qianxun is indeed a cripple.

Because his legs were injured and disabled, he had no sensation and blood circulation was not normal, so he naturally did not have any temperature after many years.

There was a sudden ache in my heart, I don't know if it was for his experience or for him as a person.

Bei Ya tapped his lower lip lightly, and his eyes moved to Rong Qianhiro's face.

Fang was too nervous to ignore an important issue.

This night's rest, Rong Qianxun is still wearing a mask, which usually indicates that this person's sense of security is very low, and he even has to cover his face in his sleep.

I don't know what kind of face is under the mask?

The thought was out of control, his upper body leaned slightly, and his arm raised to lift the mask.

But when the fingertips touched the edge of the soft mask, they quickly withdrew as if they had been electrocuted.

Shaking his head secretly, no, no, Su Yunge, you just come to someone's room to steal things, and you have touched other people's bodies, and now you still want to spy on the secrets that others have worked so hard to hide.

This is simply too much of a wooden lower limit.

However, I really want to see it, I really want to see it.

The palm of her hand would be close and then retracted, tangled beyond measure, and suddenly a faint light came into her eyes, like a spark in the darkness.