It was almost evening, and Lins parked the carriage and jumped down in style.

turned around, stretched out his hand, and subconsciously helped Nangong Ran down.

Suddenly, Lyns saw a cold and piercing gaze.

It's Qin Leng.

Lins suddenly retracted his hand.

Fortunately, I haven't touched it yet, otherwise this hand would probably be gone.

Lins patted his chest and touched his right hand lovingly.

Fortunately, the hand is still there, almost gone, so dangerous.

Nangong Ran showed his mentally retarded eyes again, this kid ......

Shocked.

Eighty percent of the nerves are abnormal.

I don't know if I can see a doctor or not, and if I can treat it.

Alas, he looks like he is in his twenties, why is he a fool, at a young age, it is not easy, it is too miserable.

Qin Leng got out of the carriage and stretched out his hand to Nangong Ran.

Nangong-style confusion, these two children ...... Weird.

I didn't see the eye battle between Qin Leng and Lin Si just now

I only think that the master and servant are sick. Ahh

Lins asked the innkeeper for some fine feed to feed the horses.

Nangong Ran and Qin Leng went to the inn first.

Lins looked at the backs of the two and smiled at his aunt.

His family is the emperor, and he is not close to women.

Lins laughed and meowed as he fed the horses.

The horse glanced up at him, and went back to feeding.

"Look at what! You are a little thing, I can't afford to mess with him, you and I can always afford to mess with it. ”

Ma: "? ”

What Lin Si didn't know was that Nangong Ran was looking at him through the window.

Nangong Ran looked at Lin Si and scolded the horse for a long time.

finally knocked on the coffin, he is a deep well ice.

Scolding horses can scold for so long, isn't it what is Shenjing Ice?

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Nangong Ran came back to his senses.

"Girl, you want paper and pen."

Nangong Ran opened the door and took the pen and paper, said that it was troublesome, and closed the door.

Spread the paper on the table, a large piece of paper.

She began to do character analysis on paper.

Analysis of the monarch of Chenguo, Qin Leng.

Since you want to kill him, you must be prepared, so that an emperor must be protected by a bunch of masters.

Otherwise, he would have died.

But in fact, Qin Leng, who lived in the next room, came out this time without a master guard or anything.

Lins who brought a dish and picked his feet.

said that he was looking for a daughter-in-law for Lins, deceived Lins out, and made him a coachman all the way.

Qin Leng, according to our historical records in the 21st century, he is a tyrant and has tens of thousands of beauties in the harem, but he has misogyny.

Nangong Ran is very strange, he is misogynistic, why do you marry so many wives, is she sick?!

Or masochistic tendencies?!

Nangong Ran sprinkled all over the paper, and the paper was densely packed, but she still couldn't imagine Qin Leng's true appearance.

Some history books say that he is 1.5 meters tall, some say that he is 1.9 meters, some say that he is ugly like an alien, and some say that he is more than 200 pounds.

In the history class that Nangong Ran took in junior high school, Qin Leng in the book was about twice as fat as the maid next to him.

In short, it's right to be ugly.

But it's not like she can't even imagine a rough outline, but she just can't think of it.

What kind of human suffering is this?

"Did you sleep?"

A slightly magnetic voice rang out outside the door.

It's Qin Leng.

Nangong Ran ran to open the door.

Qin Leng came in with a plate of osmanthus cakes.

Nangong Ran suddenly remembered the piece of paper on the table.

He hurriedly ran over and crumpled it up and hid it behind him.

"What is this?"

"Trash, it's fine" and threw it on the ground, thinking to himself that he wouldn't pick it up anyway.

Nangong Ran smiled awkwardly.

"Really?" Qin Leng picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to Nangong Ran.

"yes, it's just a waste of paper"

"How do you know I like this?"

Nangong Ran immediately changed the subject.

"Guess." Qin Leng glanced at the paper ball on the ground.

The ink passed through the paper, and the word "Qin Leng" could be faintly seen.

Qin Leng smiled meaningfully.