"What are you going to do?!" Yan Ying listened to King Han's words and stood up from the chair.

She was afraid that her recklessness would bring unwarranted disaster to Ziyue, "The transaction between us has nothing to do with my girl, please raise your noble hand and spare her life." ”

Although this kind of realization made Yan Ying very unhappy, she felt that she needed to say this.

"Really?" Nangong Han didn't know why he had some weakness in his heart towards Shang Yanying's clear gaze.

This feeling made him, who had always been in the upper hand, a little depressed.

At this time, a dark shadow soared down from the window, and just like that, he came in unnoticed, and whispered a few words to the King of Han.

Nangong Han's tightly locked brows finally loosened a little.

"It seems that what you just said is true, and as for that girl, it seems that there is some weight in your heart.

If you dare to be careful, you can weigh it," said King Han with half-squinted eyes.

The eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, although they are handsome and dizzying, but in Yan Ying's eyes, they are like the green bamboo leaves.

Anytime and anywhere, I plan to bite you silently, so that you will be poisoned to death silently.

Zhu Yeqing said that he was very helpless, I am obviously the most lethal poisonous snake in the world, and I don't want to carry this pot.

"Don't worry, I'm sorry for my life." Yan Ying said calmly, to hide the panic in her heart.

"Do you have a silver needle in your house? However, let me make it clear in advance that this is a gradual process and there is no immediate effect, and we will need to meet more often in the future. ”

Yan Ying stood up and wanted to talk to Nangong Han face to face, but found that she was too short, even if she stood on tiptoe, she would only reach the other party's shoulder.

Such a height difference is not conducive to negotiations, let alone intimidating.

I had to sit back in my position and continued: "But after each acupuncture, there will be a different effect, and the prince can decide for himself." ”

Within a quarter of an hour, a stirring voice came from the prince's room: "You damn woman, where did you touch it?" That place is not for you to touch. ”

"Damn woman, you've made this king's thighs numb."

Ziyue, who was guarding the corridor with Steward Wang, was already frightened and restless, but when she heard the ups and downs of the voice inside, she was even more calm.

Ziyue bit her lip and shook her head, could it be that Miss's method of curing her illness was to send herself to the bed of King Han? But she kept silent, for fear that trouble would come out of her mouth.

I was even more afraid that these people in the palace in front of me would belittle their young lady, and the tears in Ziyue's eyes couldn't stop falling.

My own lady is only 12 years old!!

"Are you damn woman okay, this king is going to kill you."

I could hear that Nangong Han's words were full of forbearance, and his voice trembled as if he had been restrained for a long time.

"Lord Wang, bear with me any longer, there is still a backhand." Yan Ying's voice was much lighter.

After a while, there was a terrible cry from the house: it was the prince's.

Steward Wang raised his hand and wiped the fine and dense sweat on his forehead, and looked at Ziyue with a blank expression: "Do I want to go in and save the scene?" ”

The voice of the prince has also changed from the high-pitched singing just now to the current anger, and it seems that the raw rice has been cooked into burnt rice.

Ziyue felt that her young lady had worked hard enough to be able to return home.

It's just that in this way, my young lady will only be a concubine in the future, but Nangong Han's concubine is also better than the nominal second miss in the Hou Mansion.

At least you can eat and clothe yourself! Ziyue stretched out her sleeve and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Ziyue, who had already figured it out, turned her face to look at Steward Wang's smooth chin and said provocatively, "How do you save the scene?" ”

Steward Wang stretched out his hand and patted his thigh: "I'll go serve a cup of tea, send a piece of water or something, so that the prince can take a rest, you listen to that voice, you can't do it without an intermission." ”

"I think you'll die sooner that way!" Ziyue didn't know where the voice came from, and a figure appeared in front of her.

"Guard Hu, listen!" Steward Wang hurriedly asked for help and looked at Hu Fei, who had just come back from an errand outside, and Nangong Han's first-class personal guard.

Immediately, it was like a drowning person grasping at a life-saving straw.

"I heard it just outside the wall, I'm not deaf, whose young lady can get into the eyes of the prince?"

When Hu Fei first heard the voice, he was also frightened into a cold sweat, the prince who had always been clean and self-conscious would actually eat meat.

And blatantly? Tireless!! Bloody battle?

He can make up with his brain: how Nangong Han gallops and gallops, and is invincible.

Otherwise, how could it make that cry like a broken liver and intestines?

As the prince's first-class personal guard, he naturally hopes that his prince can spread as soon as possible.

I'm just curious that I don't know whose young lady can climb into the prince's bed.

"It's the young lady of the Ding'an Hou Mansion!" Steward Wang replied.

Hu Guarde nodded thoughtfully in agreement: "I have heard for a long time that Miss Ding'an Houfu is a national color and natural fragrance.

The eldest lady Yan Xin is even more talented and beautiful, and she won the first place in the Apocalypse National Talent Election Contest last year, and she is a fairy-like existence. ”

"A woman like Yan Xin is worthy of what my prince said." Hu Fei pondered for a while and gossiped.

Although I feel that there is no woman in the Apocalypse Kingdom who can compare with my prince, the prince always has to eat meat.

If Yan Xin, who won the top spot last year, deserves to be famous, standing with the prince of his own family, he would also have a bit of a talented and beautiful appearance.

"Didn't you say acupuncture alone is fine? Why do you have to do such a massage? Someone asked with a grim face.

Yan Ying stretched out her hand and scraped the acupuncture points fiercely, and someone let out a terrible howl like killing a pig、、、、、、

The screams of all their might echoed through the corridor for a long time, and they were endless!

Hu Fei touched his nose, looked at the anxious Steward Wang and Ziyue and explained: "The prince is also the first time to open meat, it is inevitable that he will be overjoyed, and he will be restrained in the future." ”

said that he was so experienced, and the steward Wang on the side couldn't help but applaud.

"In addition to acupuncture, blood congestion can be quickly resolved by a combination of massage and massage.

And not once, I just said that we will see each other often in the future. Yan Ying patted her hands, obviously this was manual work.

She reached out and pounded her back, damn it, she was so tired that her back hurt.

"Lord Wang, you should be majestic on the battlefield, and my massage didn't hurt your muscles and bones, how do you call it a rippling spring heart." Yan Ying asked puzzled.

In fact, Yan Ying wanted to say that the ghost cried wolf, but she touched her neck and changed her words.

It doesn't matter if you are quick to speak.

"You damn woman, this king is afraid of itching."

"You're afraid of itching, you've just shown it to the fullest, and you don't need to complain." Yan Ying shook her numb hands and said.

"This king killed you."

"It's a cliché, or you change it again, this sentence is not new."

Yan Yingying took the tea on the table and took a sip, this is definitely a physical job.

"It's not the eldest lady of the Ding'an Hou Mansion, Yan Xin." Steward Wang corrected.

"But I heard that Yan Xin's sister is only eleven years old this year." Hu Fei looked like he was collapsing.

The prince in his mind is a shining hero, it won't be so light and heavy.

The eleven-year-old doll hasn't grown any hair, so it's used for washing?

Besides, it's kind of a matchmaker......

I just had a flash stone flower in my mind, and the first beauty and talented woman in the Apocalypse Country would not be so ignorant.

It seems that things are really going to be the opposite!

"It's not her own sister Yanya."

Steward Wang explained helplessly, he had already inquired with Ziyue clearly in the corridor just now.

His own prince is also a dragon and phoenix among people, and he actually won it to a little girl who is not good-looking and has not begun to develop at all.

It felt like a big white pig that had been raised for many years and actually lingered next to a cabbage with a crooked neck.

Steward Wang stared at him in distress.

"What banquet did the Hou Mansion of Ding'an have in previous years, didn't the two daughters come out?

How can there be no concubine?

An unknown concubine can also climb into the prince's bed? ”

Hu Fei felt that the way he came back today was not right, why don't he change his posture and climb over the wall again?

It's all a delusion!

"I can't say a word clearly, Hu Guard will see him for a while, and the truth will be revealed.

I still haven't figured it out yet, it looks like it's going to change. Steward Wang's spy voice was unusually heavy.

It seems that today's events have not been completely digested.

Nangong Han saw that Yan Ying's whole body was soaked, and her wet clothes outlined her unsightly figure.

couldn't help frowning and said in disgust: "That's it? ”

Yan Ying rubbed her sore arm and nodded helplessly, without 36D, she was also very hurt.

The original owner's body is really not good, just like this, massage, and acupuncture, it will be like a tired skeleton.

Seeing that Yan Ying didn't speak, Nangong Han raised her thin arm: "The food in your Ding'an Hou Mansion is so unsightly? ”

Yan Ying didn't want to say anything to him, so she asked bluntly, "When are you going to send me home?" ”

"Did I say I'd send you home?" Nangong Han looked at Yan Ying playfully, his thin lips slightly raised.

I can't lose my face in vain just now.