Song Yun returned to the room and saw that the candlelight in his room was still on, and couldn't help frowning, this Qin Jingnan has really become more and more bold recently.

A few days ago, I found that he secretly went out at night to breathe, and today he dared to light candles in his room openly, thinking about it, Song Yun rushed into the room angrily.

But when she entered the room, she was stunned by what was inside, what was the smell of this room? Song Yun couldn't help frowning, pinched his nose, and felt like he was about to spit it out.

My room used to have a faint fragrance of jasmine, but now the smell is simply unbearable.

"Qin Jingnan!" Song Yun shouted Qin Jingnan's name in the room, but he didn't see Qin Jingnan's figure, Song Yun couldn't get angry for a while, so he walked towards Qin Jingnan's bed.

Suddenly feeling that his feet were soft, as if he had stepped on something weird, Song Yun sighed in his heart, then closed his eyes, and silently shouted "Amitabha ......" in his heart.

And the things on the ground really didn't disappoint him, the yellow-brown lump was under his feet, and he was trampled on by himself, Song Yun couldn't help but shout.

My God, this Qin Jingnan, he just wants to fix him, he will actually relieve himself on the floor of the room? This guy is too inhuman, right?

Thinking about it, Song Yun rushed to Qin Jingnan's bedside, didn't care about his feet, opened the curtain, and was about to get angry, but saw Qin Jingnan lying on the bed with no blood, the whole person was motionless, and his face was pale.

Song Yun, who originally wanted to get angry, was stunned at first, patiently, and carefully called Qin Jingnan's name, and called three times in a row, but no one answered, and the "plate" on the ground wagged his tail happily and bit the corner of Song Yun's skirt.

"Plates, don't make trouble, I'm doing business." Thinking about it, Song Yun gently pushed the plate away, leaned over, and stretched out his hand to test Qin Jingnan's snort.

Actually...... He's dead?

Song Yun's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, didn't he just let him eat eggs and rabbits? At most, it caused diarrhea, and he didn't eat much, how could he die?

I'm afraid that this guy is deliberately holding his breath to scare himself, right? Just thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and put it on Qin Jingnan's pulse, and it turned out to be ...... There will be no pulse!

What should this be, should he be buried alive or should he be dismembered? If you are charged with killing the prince, I am afraid that only one of your own heads will not be enough to cut off, and what revenge will you say, this will be over before it has even begun.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Song Yun's door was pushed open in an instant, and Song Yun looked out of the door, but there was no one.

I saw Song Yun standing up tremblingly and walking towards the door, wanting to close the door, comforting himself while closing the door, maybe he hadn't closed the door just now.

This Song Yun had just closed the door, and the candlelight in the entire room was suddenly extinguished, Song Yun was startled by the sudden extinguishing of the candlelight, and his hands trembled a little.

In this darkness, Song Yun fumbled, wanting to find the flint, wanting to relight the candles in the room, but at this moment, a cold hand suddenly stretched out in the darkness and grabbed Song Yun's wrist.

Song Yun was so frightened that he screamed, broke free of this cold hand, and hurriedly rushed out of the door, and the lotus not far away heard the voice, hurriedly threw the dirty clothes in his hand to the ground, and ran towards Song Yun's room.

I saw Song Yun running out of the room in a hurry, disheveled, discolored, and frightened, Lotus stepped forward and grabbed Song Yun's hand, and found that her hands were cold and trembling.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Lotus hurriedly asked.

"Ghost, Qin Jingnan, ghost ......" Song Yun was not far away, with his back to his room, and grabbed the lotus' hand hard, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and the lotus looked towards the room, how could there be a ghost in this room with bright lights?

Lotus reached out and touched Song Yun's forehead, her forehead was cold, but it didn't look like she had a fever, Lotus hesitated for a long time and pointed to the room.

"Miss, this candle is so bright, are you sure you are not mistaken?" As he spoke, Song Yun looked in the direction of the lotus finger, and saw that the candlelight in this room was indeed on.

I clearly remembered that the candlelight in this room was suddenly extinguished just now, and there were those cold hands, and Qin Jingnan, who had no pulse......

"Lotus, listen to me, I killed Qin Jingnan......" Song Yun had tears in the corners of her eyes, sobbing silently, Lotus heard the news, her face was shocked, she thought about it, and squeezed Song Yun's hand hard.

"Miss, don't be afraid, I'll carry this matter for you, now that the death of King Yan has spread, as long as we don't know it...... " When Lianhua said this, her voice trembled a little, and Song Yun's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

It may really be because he was nervous just now that he hallucinated, but it is an indisputable fact that Qin Jingnan died.

"Let's go in and have a look." Lotus stepped forward to comfort Song Yun, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, Song Yun forcibly held back the tears and nodded.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Yue drinking tea in his room, Song Yun sighed in his heart, this time it's broken, this Han Yue has always been loyal, and now he has only one way to die.

"What are you doing here?" Song Yun looked at Han Yue and asked with some weakness in his heart.

Hanyue Nunu mouthed and looked behind the curtain, Song Yun looked in the direction of Hanyue, only to see this Qin Jingnan standing straight in front of the screen, looking at himself with a wicked smile.

Song Yun subconsciously looked around, the smell just now didn't seem to be so strong, but he clearly remembered that he stepped on a lump, but there was nothing on the ground.

Thinking about it, Song Yun suddenly raised his foot and looked at the soles of his shoes, there was indeed something on the soles, but the color was ...... Is it yellow mud? Song Yun was shocked, and then she understood what was going on.

Okay, you Qin Jingnan, you actually used this kind of trick to deceive yourself, and you came to scare yourself with Hanyue, Song Yun thought about it and clenched his hands hard, this matter is not over.

Seeing that the little woman in front of her was discolored, her face was haggard, her face was bloodless, and her eyes were red, Qin Jingnan couldn't be happier, and said with a smile: "Feng Qi's pretending to be dead medicine is really a hundred tried-and-true elixirs. With that, he walked in front of Song Yun beautifully.

He leaned down lightly and whispered in Song Yun's ear: "Fight with me, you are still a little tender!" As he spoke, he laughed and walked towards his bed, letting the lotus flower who was still in a daze and watching the lively cold moon go down, and he lay down and fell asleep.

Sure enough, fighting with Song Yun is endlessly fun.

Seeing that Qin Jingnan is now fully recovered, and he has joined forces with Han Yue to coax himself, Song Yun's whole body is about to explode, and it seems that the Liangzi of the two people is about to officially tie down.