"Oops...... I ......"

Nan Jue ran to the man in black very anxiously, and under Luo Yihuan's frightened, angry, and incomprehensible gaze, he helped the man in black into his arms and asked with concern:

"Nan Ting? Nanting? Are you okay? ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Nanjue, didn't you say that pretending to be an assassin is still in danger of cutting off your children and grandchildren...... I don't care, I'm going to tell the queen mother when I go back to Tibet!! ”

Nan Ting cried and complained in Nan Jue's arms, Nan Jue only felt a chill in his back, turned around and looked at Luo Yihuan holding his arms and looking at himself quite kindly, Nan Jue laughed dryly:

"Little ...... Meaning...... Joy...... This Nan Ting, he, can't sleep in the middle of the night, gets up to scare you to play...... Tell me about it, look at your feet, it's ruthless......"

"Ruthless? Is this ruthless? Luo Yihuan rolled up his sleeves, walked to Nan Jue and squatted down, and asked Nan Ting: "Nan Ting, are you very wronged?" Tell me about your brother, I can't stand it in order to scare others into harming you like this...... Tsk tsk. ”

"That's it! That's right!! I'll tell the queen mother when I go back! Let the queen mother give you a concubine!! Nan Ting said rather smugly.

"Well, it's going to be a while when we go back, how about we have some fun tonight? Guaranteed to get rid of the hatred in your heart! Luo Yihuan suggested enthusiastically.

"What......" Nan Ting will be suspicious.

Nan Jue laughed a few times: "Luo Yihuan, you figure it out, you kicked him!" What else do you want to ......?"

"Shut up! Childish monsters, boring ghosts, dead to the south! Luo Yihuan scolded viciously.

"Huh, hehe? How dare you call me by my name now...... Hmmm......"

Before Nan Jue finished speaking, Nan Ting put his hand on Nan Jue's face in disgust: "Shut up and shut up, Sister Yihuan, how do you say to fix this big villain?" I listen to you. ”

"Didn't the king of the south go back to Tibet? Secretly ran back and let the emperor know how good it is, why don't we modify it for Nanjue Wangjun~" Yihuan raised his eyebrows, Nan Ting instantly understood, and pulled Nan Jue back to Luo Yihuan's room with Luo Yihuan, tied Nan Jue to the chair, and Nan Jue asked:

"Luo Yihuan, are you going to be rude to Benjun?"

"Dreaming!"

Luo Yihuan took out his rouge gouache, pulled out his change of clothes, and the thief came to Nan Jue with a smile, Nan Ting asked very intimately: "Sister Yihuan, what do I need to do?" ”

"Hmm...... Childe went to drink some tea and eat some snacks, and it was also excellent to come and kick him a few times if he had nothing to do. Luo Yihuan said with great concern.

"Good!" Nan Ting moved the stool very seriously and sat on the side, seriously watching how Luo Yihuan tricked this conscienceless Nan Jue.

Nan Jue turned his head away, turned his face sideways and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?!" ”

Such a casual side face is in a trance, Luo Yihuan is a little trance, and I have to admit the fact that I am a Yan dog in my bones...... Luo Yihuan cleared her throat and said, "Sweep your eyebrows and dye your lips and dress up as a beautiful girl~"

Luo Yihuan sat on the table and stretched out his hand to break Nan Jue's face, Nan Jue was a little helpless and a little sad, but more of a kind of smiling eyes, which were light glaze-colored, he was born handsome, grew up in Shengjing since he was a child, and did not have the vicissitudes of a northwest man, but there was also a rare heroic spirit of a Shengjing man.

But this moment of trance did not delay Luo Yihuan from wanting to try makeup techniques that he hadn't tried again for many years.

In addition, she has gradually gotten used to it, and Nan is neither big nor small.

Many times, Luo Yihuan didn't realize that she still respected Zhongsun Yanhe as the king in her heart, but she rarely remembered that the Nanjue in front of her was also a king worshiped by thousands of people in Tibet......