After a whole day of shopping, Han Xiluo was really tired, and as soon as she got into the carriage, she lay on the small square table and didn't want to move. Nangong Liye gently took her into his arms, dropped a kiss on her forehead, and said softly: "Sleep, when the king calls you." ”

When Han Xiluo heard him say this, he unceremoniously changed to a comfortable position, and fell asleep after a while. Nangong Liye quietly looked at the person in her arms, and stroked her hair infinitely doting, Ke'er? Luo'er? When will you tell this king everything about you? But whether you say it or not, you can't escape from the king's side.

It's night, and it's as cool as water.

After they returned to the palace, Nangong Liye did not wake her up, but just hugged her tightly in his arms and walked towards Tingyu Pavilion. Gently put her on the bed, Nangong Liye also lay beside her with clothes, holding her quietly, Han Xiluo unconsciously drilled into his arms, wanting to get more warmth.

"Knock knock." There was a knock at the door.

Nangong Liye kissed the person on the bed, slowly got up and covered her with the quilt, turned around and went out.

"Master, the Holy Prince and Situ Gongzi are already waiting for you." Agni whispered.

"Let's go."

In the secret room of the Han King's Mansion.

"Ye, it seems that Nangong Jue can't hold it anymore." There was a hint of ruthlessness in Saint Lingxiao's eyes.

"This king wanted him to live longer, but he killed himself!" Nangong Liye said coldly.

"So are you planning ahead?" Situ Mujin said in a deep voice.

"No, there's one more thing we need to figure out before we do that." Thinking of the man in black, Nangong Liye suddenly let out a chill again.

"Huh?" The other two people all sensed Nangong Liye's abnormality.

"Then the king of Japan entered the secret room, and he could have killed Nangong Jue directly, but suddenly a man in black appeared, and he was able to take the king's burning fire and disillusionment, but only suffered some internal injuries."

"What?" This surprised Sheng Lingxiao and Situ Mujin, you must know that looking at the world, the only people who can resist the disillusionment of the burning fire are Nangong Liye's master Phantom and Situ Mujin's master Jue Chenzi. It's a pity that the phantom has gone a few years ago, so only Situ Mujin's master is left. But Jue Chenzi will never help the abuse, and he is now busy traveling all over the world, and he doesn't even have time to pay attention to his apprentices, where will he care about these worldly things, so he will definitely not be a Jedi Chenzi. So, who could that person be? Could it be that he is also the apprentice of the Absolute Dust?

"Therefore, we must first find out who that person is, and the ghost eye array in the Qin Wangfu before should also be from him, Jin."

"I'll find a way to contact the master and ask him to come over." Situ Mujin also knew the seriousness of the matter, it seemed that Nangong Jue was determined to succeed this time, and he didn't know where to find such a master.

"It seems that things are getting more and more complicated." Saint Ling Xiao thought thoughtfully, "By the way, you don't plan to let her know?" ”

"The king is waiting for her to tell the king in person." Nangong Liye wanted to get her complete trust.

"I said Ye, you've really changed too much since she appeared." Sheng Lingxiao looked at the friend in front of him with some amusement, after so many years of friendship, he never thought that Nangong Liye was a person who would change for anyone, and even after that person happened, he never changed in the slightest, but now a little woman has made him change so much, he has to admire the charm of this woman.

Nangong Liye didn't pay attention to Saint Lingxiao, but walked straight out again, since the matter was all discussed, then it was time for him to go back to accompany his little woman, thinking of this, the corners of Nangong Liye's mouth raised a bewitching smile.

"Isn't this the legendary heavy color and light friend?" Sheng Lingxiao pouted helplessly, and Situ Mujin on the side never spoke, yes, how could he be in the mood to speak, alas.

The next day, Han Xiluo woke up faintly, well, she felt that this sleep was really comfortable, and it was probably the most comfortable sleep since she came here. Han Xiluo's mood couldn't help but be a little happy.

"This king doesn't know that Ke'er is so happy to sleep with this king." Nangong Liye's playful voice sounded in his ears.

Han Xiluo suddenly had black lines on his head. Helplessly looking at the beautiful face lying beside him, it is really ghostly!

"Nangong Liye, what are you doing in my room?"

"Ke'er is confused, this is the king's room."

"Huh?" Han Xiluo instantly looked around, yes, this seems to be really his room. Hey, how did she end up in his room? Han Xiluo began to recall the events of last night again......

"By the way, I fell asleep in the carriage, and then you said that you would call me when you came to the palace! Nangong Liye, didn't you wake me up! "That's definitely the way it is.

"Ke'er, how can you wronged this king so much, this king called you, but you let this king go aside, don't quarrel with you, then how can this king continue to bother you?" Nangong Liye had a hurt expression on his face.

Can you pretend to be a little more like? Han Xiluo held his forehead weakly.

"Then you should have sent me to the Wind Pavilion instead of bringing me to listen to the Wind Pavilion."

"Listen to the Wind Pavilion and get closer to the gate." Nangong Liye said as a matter of course.

Oops, I'll go! I'm grumpy! Is it tolerable or unbearable!

"Nangong Liye, can you be more shameless! This kind of nonsense is so natural that you can say it! Han Xiluo almost roared.

"Wow, Kerr, you're so fierce!" Nangong Liye's slightly injured peach blossom eyes blinked at Han Xiluo.

Han Xiluo suddenly made all kinds of messy! This man's shamelessness has reached the point of being superb, really! You know, in the face of such a bewitching and innocent face, no one is embarrassed to yell at him anymore!

"Nangong Liye, stay away from Miss Ben, really, Miss Ben can't help but want to strangle you!"

"Don't worry, Ke'er won't." How could Nangong Liye be obedient and stay away from her.

"Okay, I lost, I'm going to get up now, I still have to draw a design draft, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." After saying that, he turned over and was about to get out of bed, but was hugged by Nangong Liye. I saw him say with some grievances: "This king hugged you for a night last night, you see, this hand is already sore, and I can't lift it, shouldn't Ke'er give this king a little comfort and reward?" ”

"Nangong Liye!" Han Xiluo popped out these words from between his teeth.

"Keer ......" continues to pretend!

Han Xiluo was really going crazy, she knew that if she didn't do something, this man wouldn't let her get out of bed. Han Xiluo glared at the people under him, gritted his teeth, forget it, let it go, and kissed him after thinking about it, "That's it." He raised his face and did not forget to wipe his mouth with his little hands.

This move undoubtedly stimulated Nangong Liye, only to see Nangong Liye's face change slightly, he clasped Han Xiluo's head with one hand, pulled it down and kissed it. Kissing her gently and a little roughly, he wanted her to remember!

It wasn't until the two of them couldn't breathe anymore that Nangong Liye slowly let go of her.

"Kerr." Nangong Liye called her a little hoarsely.

"Huh?" It is clear that Han Xiluo is now in the short-circuit stage.

"Marry this king, okay?" Nangong Liye bit her earlobe.

"Hmm." A tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body, and she unconsciously hummed softly, but she didn't know that she had fallen into the pit that Nangong Liye had already dug.

"Ke'er ......" Hearing her answer, Nangong Liye also boiled. The two lingered again before gasping for breath and parting.

"Nangong Liye, you let go of me, I really want to draw." Han Xiluo said a little weakly.

And Nangong Liye really let go of her obediently this time, as soon as Han Xiluo, who was freed, jumped out of bed without thinking about it, and left Tingyu Pavilion in a hurry, she really didn't want to stay with this demon.

"Miss, you're finally back!" As soon as Chen'er saw Han Xiluo come in, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chen'er, what's wrong with you?" Han Xiluo didn't understand how his girl could have such a reaction.

"Miss, now as soon as you go out, the slave is very worried, and I am deeply afraid that something will happen to you if you are not careful." Dusty hasn't come out of the last time she was kidnapped.

"Silly girl, what are you worried about, yesterday I went out with the prince and the prince, could something else happen." Han Xiluo walked inside disappreliantly.

"Wasn't they there last time Miss was kidnapped, the prince?" Chen'er followed behind and muttered quietly.

"Chen'er, remember not to talk nonsense, be careful that the wall has ears." This girl, is she usually too used to her?

"Yes, miss, the slave knows." Chen'er stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"By the way, Chen'er, I'm going to concentrate on painting today, no matter who comes, I won't see it." After that, Han Xiluo ate something, walked to the desk, and prepared to start work.

"Then Miss, what if the prince comes?" Chen'er asked weakly.

"Nope." Especially not wanting to see him! Han Xiluo added in his heart.

"Oh, well, what about lunch?" It's better to ask first.

"If you don't eat, you can stay outside, and if I want to eat, I'll call you." She didn't like it when her train of thought was interrupted.

"Okay, the slave is outside, and the young lady can call the slave if she has something." After saying that, he turned around and went out.

Han Xiluo leaned back in his chair, his mind was spinning rapidly, and after a while, he opened his eyes and began to paint.

I don't know how long it took, Han Xiluo pinched his sore neck, exhaled a long breath, looked at the design draft on the table, and a smile appeared on his tired face, it's done!

Alas, she couldn't help but admire her ingenuity, looking around, who else could compete with her in this ancient continent. Alas, this is the loneliness of genius!