Chapter Twenty-Five: Painting the Boat to Detect the News

By the lake, the painting boats docked on the shore, and the scorching sun was shining at this time, but they were particularly dim, and occasionally the slightest pleasant piano sound came out, drifting with the waves like the lake.

One of the particularly gorgeous butler's boats, a blue figure in the main cabin is lazily reclining on the chaise longue and napping, the white ankles are shaking casually without shoes and socks, the casual posture is sultry and sexy, and the silver bells on the ankles exude a pleasant jingle sound.

No one can deny that she is very beautiful, full of demonic evil spirit, as if she was born to bewitch men, and most of her skin is looming in the gauze dress, which makes men feel angry when they see it.

The breeze blew her cheeks, and the woman on the chaise longue slowly opened her sparkling eyes, which were beautiful but extremely cold eyes, and she sat up with the sound of footsteps on the board.

In the whole world, the only person who disturbs her sleep at such a time can make her willingly bow down.

"Princess. How did you get here? ”

Bing'er looked at Eleven, and was very puzzled by her appearance at this time, although the painting boat is a housekeeper, but to put it bluntly, it is also a place for men to have fun, the difference is only that these men who come here just need some identity.

The princess appeared here, her eyes swept over the eleven in front of her, and she didn't even disguise herself, so she came in a grand manner, never before, and never before, fortunately this place is not eye-catching at this time.

"Aren't you supposed to be all wine here?" Eleven looked at the tea served by Bing'er in front of him, obviously showing a trace of disappointment.

"Are you here to joke with the slave?" Bing'er chuckled and turned around and sat back on the recliner, "Princess, is there something on your mind?" ”

"On that day, Bing'er wanted to kill Liu Ruyan, right?"

"Yes, but the slave maid found that this woman couldn't be killed, so she used the Requiem, and when she reached the critical point, she was interrupted by the princess."

Bing'er in front of her has always called herself a slave to Eleven, but who knows that the Oiran in the center of this painting boat will actually be a cold-faced female Shura who kills people without blinking.

Oiran is just a method used to disguise his identity, as long as a man is drunk and red-faced, he will unconsciously reveal a lot of information, and those so-called princes in the palace may not be as well-informed as the news here.

"Netherworld?" Eleven slowly spat out three words.

"Did the princess see it too?" Bing'er raised an eyebrow, "She has a Nether Mark on her chest, how could he let this mark appear on an insignificant person?" The slave maid thinks that this woman must be different. ”

"Nether Seal. Can you see clearly? Eleven was obviously a little surprised, but she didn't notice this.

"The slave and maid have watched carefully." Bing'er nodded affirmatively.

"But soon, the horse will marry Liu Ruyan."

Eleven's brows tightened, if Liu Ruyan was related to the Nether Seal, would Qin Moyan marry her and attract that person? and the fetus in her womb that has been more than a month old, Qin Moyan made her pregnant, he will definitely not give up easily.

"Princess, you agreed?"

This sentence obviously shocked Bing'er more than all the before, looking at Eleven nodding her head slowly, she felt that this was the biggest joke in the world, she shouldn't have cared about any Nether Seal that day, she should have killed that woman directly.

"Bing'er, pass the order, always pay attention to the movement of the Netherworld Temple."

"Does the princess still want to protect them? It's coming, isn't it the best, let them take that willow or something, and the colt doesn't have to marry, the pony in the world marries the side room, where does the princess's face go? ”

"Liu Ruyan has the Ecstasy Pill in her body, originally I thought she might have offended the Netherworld, but now you say that she has a Netherworld Mark, what will be involved between them, I don't know now." Eleven stood up and walked slowly to the window, "If I hadn't asked the imperial brother to marry, the two of them would have had a marriage contract, maybe they should have gotten married a long time ago, and the fetus in Liu Ruyan's womb would also be the eldest son of the General's Mansion, which was pampered." ”

"What about the marriage contract, if it is not a princess, does he Qin Moyan have the fate to marry? Princess, you've come to this point, what do you care so much about? Bing'er stood behind her and said unwillingly, she never understood why the princess could be so kind, she thought about everything for others, when did she think about herself, eldest son? If it weren't for Qin Moyan, how could the princess be like this.

Of the four girls around Eleven, only Bing'er is actually not a slave at all, but because of the identity of the princess, she always calls herself a slave, so she is not as strict as Shuang'er and the others, and sometimes she loses her temper and never is polite.

"It's because it's already like this, I have to think, even the royal brother understands that the horse will marry the side room one day, so why not fulfill his wish."

"Ahh Bing'er shouted out the window, trying to vent the resentment in her heart, some things may really be something even if you don't want to, you have to do it.

"What's the matter?" The screams lured Yan'er in, because this was a painting boat, and it was always bad for people to see the princess here, so Yan'er kept guard outside the door.

"Let's go." Bing'er panicked in her heart, pulled Eleven's arm and stuffed her into Yan'er's arms, "Hurry up, take the princess away, I feel aggrieved when I hear it, I feel so uncomfortable that I want to kill." ”

"Bing'er."

"The slave obeys, the princess can rest assured, she will keep an eye on the Netherworld Temple at all times, and will never let him hurt the pony. Slave beg, stop torturing slave and maid. ”

Looking at Eleven's melancholy gaze, Bing'er was really helpless, she respectfully saluted her, and only begged her to leave quickly.