Beigong Sai smiled and nodded, leaned close to Ye Jiu's ear, and whispered, "The wife is very delicious......

Ye Jiu stared at the man who was smiling charmingly with wide eyes, and blushed: "You...... You...... Shameless!! ”

She picked up the pillow next to her and was about to throw it at Beigong Sai's body, but because the range of movement was too large, she pulled the painful place.

Ye Jiu gasped: "Hiss......"

Beigong Priest smiled sullenly and took off the pillow in Ye Jiu's hand and picked her up: "The wife is very hungry now, and the servant has already prepared a meal and put it in the side hall." ”

Yejiu wanted to be tough, but her stomach wouldn't allow her to do so.

——Back in Time——

At about four o'clock this morning, Beigong Sai returned to the Night King's Mansion with Ye Jiu, who had fallen asleep.

After cleaning up for her, the Beigong Festival knocked on the door of Qingrong Temple when the sky was still bright.

It was Nalan Rongzhi himself who opened the door.

Nalan Rongzhi kept a calm face and opened the courtyard door.

casually put on a white coat, his hair was draped with green silk, although his face was pale, but the low pressure around him showed that he was in a very bad mood now.

He raised his eyes lightly: "What is the matter with the side husband of Beigong coming to me?" What is it worth the Beigong side husband to come at this time? ”

Beigong Sai leaned lazily to the side, a pair of phoenix eyes with a little laziness, and the corners of his mouth habitually hooked up a demagogic smile: "I accidentally injured my wife, so ...... Get some medicine. ”

Nalan Rong paused: "How did it hurt." ”

Beigong Sacrifice smiled and spit out two words: "Okay-room." ”

Nalan Rong was silent for a second, lowered his eyes slightly, and opened the door indifferently: "Come in." ”

Beigong Sai followed behind him with a smile.

Nalan Fangfu's mood was very indifferent, as if he was not interested in the two words he said, but ......

Is that really the case......

The North Palace Festival looked meaningfully at the person walking in front.

———

Beigong Sacrifice carried Ye Jiu to the side hall, and as soon as he sat down, Nalan Rongzhi walked in.

Ye Jiu saw that the man's expression was cold, and he was inexplicably a little weak-hearted.

She kept her head down, but she didn't dare to make eye contact with the man.

The thought that the ointment applied to his body came from the man's hand, Ye Jiu felt that something was wrong.

Beigong Sai glanced at the person with a cold look on his face and his face did not change, and then at the person with a quail in his arms, and sighed lightly.

It's so angry.

"I still have something to do, so let Nalan's husband accompany his wife to eat."

As he spoke, he stood up, put Yejiu on the stool, and walked out of the side hall without looking back.

Ye Jiu watched as a shameless demon left her alone.

Someone left, and the side hall gradually fell into an awkward atmosphere.

Yejiu opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

At this time, Nalan Rongzhi stretched out his hand, passed his arms under Ye Jiu's armpits, and took her into his arms.

Ye Jiu's mind was still in chaos, and he didn't react for a while.

Nalan Rongzhi hugged the person, her slender and white fingers wrapped around a strand of green silk around her, and the slightly cool fingertips inadvertently swept across her cheeks, making Ye Jiu shrink a little.

"Was my wife okay last night?" The faint tone didn't make any mood swings.

"It's okay, it's okay." Thinking of last night's events, Yejiu blushed.

"What about the wife's wounds?"

Ye Jiu's intuition told her that the man at this time was a little dangerous, tightened his sleeves, and replied with some anxiety: "It's all, it's all good." ”