Hu Fei hugged his fists and said: "Indeed, as the second lady said, she fell into the lotus pond in the morning for no reason, and about half an hour later, a servant found the clothes floating in the pond.

The man shouted in a panic, and someone hurriedly fished it up from the lotus pond.

After it got dark, he let people roll straw mats and throw them into the mass graves, and what was even more annoying was that he pulled out his coat, and the prince also knew everything about the rest of the matter. ”

When Hu Fei said this, he faintly sympathized with that little bit,

Although it wasn't cold that day, I couldn't stand that sprout-like body soaking in the pond for so long.

can still dance with teeth and claws...

And when he came back from the mass grave with no clothes, he could still linger with his own prince.

That physical fitness is breathtaking, and it can't be reached.

The prince's seemingly begging for mercy and tragic voice is still in his ears.

Hu Fei looked at his prince secretly, could he be the one below......

The picture is so beautiful that Hu Fei doesn't even dare to think about it.

Nangong Han slowly put down the teacup in his hand and walked outside.

This whole thing is indeed exactly what the shadow investigated and Yan Ying herself said.

But Ding'anhou's daughter is actually skilled in medicine, how can this be concealed.

Who did the second young lady's confusing medical skills learn? Why not keep it a secret?

And how can a person stay in the pond for half an hour unharmed, and how can he hide it from Yun Yishu to think that she will definitely die?

If it weren't for Yan Ying's unique skills, she had an ulterior purpose, and questions came one after another.

Nangong Han can't wait to peel off the cocoon!

"What are you going to do, prince?" Hu Fei hurriedly followed.

Nangong Han looked up at the night sky, turned around and said to him solemnly, "Don't follow." ”

Hu Fei touched his head, smiled weirdly, and then had an expression that I understand, I can understand.

After all, how long have you been single, once you taste meat, you really want to do it again and again...

Unexpectedly, since the second lady of the Ding'an Hou Mansion could be seen, the prince would actually go out to forage for food at night.

It's intriguing, but it's excusable.

After all, who is the same age as the prince is not a group of wives and concubines, and children are on the line, only he is alone.

It's just that the prince doesn't take him, drinking, guessing boxing orders and even deeper entertainment activities, he can also do it without a teacher.

Can you catch up with the prince?

Can you brazenly say that he can actually be very good at this, and he can even be Nangong Han's master.

Hu Fei dared to be bored and crooked, but he didn't take a step at all.

After all, he is a person with a lot of self-knowledge and desire to survive.

In her sleep, Yan Ying felt some itching and warm breath on her face.

She opened her eyes in alarm, and quickly sat up with a carp.

Through the moonlight, I saw a tall man standing by his bedside in the backlight.

It was a handsome but completely unfamiliar face, staring at her not far away.

His expression was serious, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Yan Ying vigilantly hugged the quilt and asked with palpitations, "Who sent you?" What purpose? ”

Although Yan Ying doesn't think that Yun Yishu looks like a person who can jump off the wall in a hurry, she has only been here for two days and one night, so she should not fall to the point of being chased and killed by an enemy.

What's more, the original owner didn't even dare to talk back to his subordinates, let her make a feud, and she didn't have the guts.

You also need the ability to make a feud, but it's a pity that the original owner has been being a man with his tail between his legs, and he can't step out of the door.

Who is so short-sighted?

Robbery? Yan Ying looked down at this body, it didn't exist at all, and she stripped naked from the quilt of the stuffed family.

I'm afraid that others will disdain it......

The man chuckled at the moonlight, "I would like to sit on a stool, but 、、、 in your room," the man said, making his rounds by the moonlight.

The pigs in the pen are more substantial than the owners of the land.

Just now he approached Yan Ying, because she didn't seem to be restless in her sleep, frowning.

I didn't expect her to be so vigilant, if it weren't for his good skills, Yan Ying would have found someone who was shameless to peek at the girl from a good family so closely.

"You took off your human skin mask." Yan Ying said that she had already gotten up and lit a candle the size of a bean.

Because of the candlelight, the room suddenly became much brighter.

Yan Ying looked around the room, and sat back on the bed helplessly.

When the man heard her words, he suddenly exuded an eerie chill, like a fool hugging an icicle in the ice and snow.

Icy chilling... Shudder......

"How can you tell I'm wearing a human skin mask?" This human skin mask made him invincible, and few people could recognize him even when he was face to face.

How did she identify her in the dark?

Yan Ying pressed the corner of her mouth with her finger and said, "You made a laughing gesture when you teased me just now, but your expression muscles have not changed at all. ”

"Expression muscles?"

"It's the facial muscles, which pull the facial muscles and can show various expressions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and the position is about on both sides of the nose."

Yan Ying originally wanted to kindly point it out to him, but she was too short.

I had to put my toes on my toes and point to the sides of my nose and said, "This is it, the apple muscles you just had here are as stable as Mount Tai, so I judged that you were wearing a human skin mask." ”

Nangong Han reluctantly took off his human skin mask: "I'm here for a follow-up visit." ”

Yan Ying poured a glass of water from the broken table, and although Nangong Han frowned in disgust, he still reached out to take it.

Yan Ying ignored the cup in her hand, put it in her mouth, took a sip and said, "You don't have facial nerve damage, why are you wearing a mask?" ”

Nangong Han stretched out his hand and touched his nose: didn't he think he was an upright prince,

Is it insulting for the third watch to break into such a yellow-skinned, stunted boudoir in the middle of the night?

Could it be that wearing a mask is a bad plan in the eyes of that girl?

Even if he has bad intentions, he won't attack such an inconspicuous woman, and he is not blind.

Nangong Han had no choice but to change the topic to Yan Ying's shining eyes: "What do you mean by facial nerve damage?" ”

"Facial paralysis, when you don't laugh." Yan Ying said concisely.

Nangong Han's palm hidden in his sleeve slowly clenched and loosened, and finally took out a pack of silver needles from his sleeve and said with a cold face: "Follow-up." ”

It can't be blamed that Nangong Han is so anxious, it is true that after Yan Ying gave him acupuncture last night, his previous symptoms have been alleviated a lot.

He desperately wants a speedy recovery.

I also want to get the truth.

"How did you find my yard?" Yan Ying has already contributed her only sturdy bed.

After all, the crumbling stool last night had already fallen apart for her, and Ziyue looked distressed at that time, and Yan Ying still lingered.

You can't let Nangong Han sit on the table with high and low feet, right?

That's really hurtful, and it is estimated that Nangong Han will not agree.

Therefore, Yan Ying simply generously let Nangong Han sit on the sturdiest furniture in her whole courtyard.

Nangong, who was covered with silver needles, sat on the edge of the bed tremblingly and motionless.

It's not that he's nervous, what is there to be nervous about seeing a girl who hasn't grown all her hair.

Instead, he was afraid that if he moved a little, the bed made up of the boards would collapse.

That's laughing and generous (. ì_í｡ )

As soon as he moved his buttocks, the bed squeaked mercilessly.

The voice was so abrupt in the silence of the night!

He didn't expect that a young lady from the Hou Mansion would live such a shabby life.

Not even the lowliest guy in his house.

Yan Ying followed the Nangong Han Hand Yin Heart Sutra all the way up, passing through the Lao Palace, Neiguan, Qu Ze, Tianquan, and all the way to the Tianchi acupoint on the chest.

took out another pair of silver needles, from Nangong Han's toe hidden white acupoint to Tai**, constantly changing the formation all the way.

There are yang needles that drop needles very quickly, and there are yin needles that hold their breath and concentrate.

Yin and yang are staggered, the needle drop is extremely stable, concentrating and lifting, and there is no difference.

At first glance, he is a veteran of the rivers and lakes who has been caught by hand.

Nangong Han looked at her strange technique, and the doubts in his heart shrouded him like a spider's web.

It is imminent to find out the truth! His brow was tightly locked.

After a while, fine and dense sweat oozed from Yan Ying's head, like dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves.

Nangong Han had an urge to reach out and wipe it, but he still restrained it.

He is a prince with discipline.

After all the needles were stable, Yan Ying wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve, and then turned around and drank the water from the cup on the table.

It's really a personal effort!!

The old lady is tired and wants to spin in place!

"I'm going to massage you after the needle is pulled out in a while, but I'm afraid you'll cry wolf."

Yan Ying looked at Nangong Han helplessly and said.

You know, in the dead of night, the sound will make people think about it...