Wisps of blood broke into his nose, and with a charming and evil face, Hua Sai raised the hosta in his hand and stabbed it on Murong Jing's shoulder again.

"Be nice, don't make a fuss!" Murong Jing easily held Hua Sai's wrist and said elegantly.

Taking off the hosta in the hand of the flower sacrifice, Murong Jing covered the futon for the flower sacrifice, and said: "The father has agreed, and the date of marriage is set in March." ”

"Murong Jing?! You...... Forget it, get out! ”

With a creak, the door was closed by Murong Jing.

"Childe?!"

Lian Wan looked at the flower festival distressedly, and the tears couldn't help but fall.

"In the future, without my permission, don't cry, it's ugly."

"Yes." He lay down in front of the flower festival and buried his head in the hand of the flower festival.

[Host?! 】

- Huh?

[The heroine of this world has changed! ] 】

Changed?!

- Isn't it Zhou Yuexin? Who has this become?!

[I don't know, I can't find out.] 】

The flower festival is thinking secretly, heroine?!

"Crunch?!"

The door was opened again, and through the screen, you could still see Murong Jing's slender figure, an indifferent and frosty face, lying with horizontal eyebrows, and a looming evil aura.

Seeing Murong Jing who walked in again, Hua Sai lazily withdrew his gaze, and his indifferent face looked careless.

"Lord Wang?! I didn't expect you to have a habit of listening to other people's corners. ”

Lian Wan raised his head and looked at the displeased Murong Jing, and a vicious hatred flashed in his eyes.

Murong Jing hooked his lips and smiled, not taking the night as a meeting at all.

He smiled and laughed evilly: "Rou'er?!" You're naughty. The third emperor's sister-in-law fell into the water last night, and the king called the imperial doctor this morning, and now the imperial doctor has arrived, saying that he didn't find the third princess, thinking that it might be here, but he didn't expect it to be true. ”

Hua Sai looked at Murong Jing seriously, if he hadn't found it when he came in just now, she wouldn't have believed it.

"King Jing laughed, if I'm not here, what else can I do." Not humble or overbearing, not salty or light.

"The third princess should go out with this king first! The Imperial Doctor is still waiting for you. ”

"I don't think I need to, I don't necessarily know my body."

The person in front of him, every expression is just right, and the flower sacrifice is clear.

[Host? Won't you help out for a night? 】

"In that case, then the king should let the third princess go home! I'm slacking off in this little yard. Murong Jing glanced at Lian Wan with a smile, turned his back to the two of them, and stood with his hands in his hands: "Someone?!" ”

"Lord Wang?!" The subordinates are respectful.

"Prepare the carriage and send the third princess back to King Ling's mansion."

"Yes!"

_

was sent away even night, and Murong Jing didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly left the courtyard, and finally left the flower sacrifice alone.

[Host?! 】

The smell of blood filled his mouth, Hanasai lowered his eyes, swallowed the liquid in his mouth, and Hanasai leisurely sandwiched a piece of green vegetables and put it in his mouth.

- No problem!

After eating, Hanamati lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

Two slightly thin arms rested on the futon, and one end of the green silk nested around the neck.

Murong Jing is right, the cartilage in her body has not yet dissipated, and it is a little difficult to walk, not to mention, she has to go out from here!

Talking?! At the moment, she didn't think about going out. Although martial arts have been abolished, it is impossible to forget those fights and so on engraved in the bones.

Murong Jing?! Let's play the game?!!

With a playful smile, it seems that since it is a little charming, the flower festival rubs his fingers......