Tang Rou pressed her scalp with her hand, but her pupils widened slightly: what did she see!

The hair plucked out by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to have turned into the hardest and most delicate key in His Royal Highness the Prince's hand, inserted into the keyhole, and the long bronze lock fell in response.

Tang Rou subconsciously touched her long hair, how could she never know that her fragile hair could still have such an effect?

"Host, 666, hair can be used to pick locks. The question is, why are you pulling her hair? ”

"Or else?" Blossom's voice is dangerous, "If you had hair, little garbage, say it earlier-"

"No, no, no, it's all a machine, all of them have no hair!"

used a hair of Tang Rou to save her life, is there a problem?

Of course not!

What's more, she is just handy, whoever calls Tang Rou is in front of her.

As for Fanhua's own hair, she lives in this body, and the hair and skin of her body belong to hers, and her hair is also hers.

It's not bad enough to save people, and then use your own things?

Such an uneconomical deal, who does who is stupid!

"Not leaving?"

Fanhua was almost at the door of the dungeon, only to find that Tang Rou hadn't followed.

Tang Rou hurriedly put away the face of the crazy girl and trotted to catch up.

Although she was tortured this time, she didn't feel it at all overnight, Tang Rou had never felt that her body's recovery ability was so good!

She can't think of what the reason is, she can only blame God for having a good life.

"Don't move, don't talk, you know?" After going out, Fanhua grabbed Tang Rou's shoulder and whispered.

The deep voice sounded in his ears, and Tang Rou, who heard the voice of His Royal Highness the Prince, blushed on her face, and hummed like a mosquito.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks good, his voice is so good, and he can pick the lock, hey, it's amazing!

Tang Rou was shy, her body suddenly lightened, and the whole person had already risen into the air.

She was about to scream, and suddenly remembered Fanhua's command, and hurriedly bit the back of her hand.

Fanhua is as light as a swallow, skillfully shuttling between palaces, even if he is carrying a person in his hand, his actions have no effect.

After adapting, Tang Rou's pretty face turned from pale to red, and when she quietly turned sideways to look at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was close at hand, she turned red.

Hey, Your Highness will still work lightly, and it is so powerful!

How can there be such a perfect person in the world!

All the way through, Fanhua carried Tang Rou to the last pass at the gate of the palace - the palace gate.

There are a lot of guards here, and the flowers carry Tang Rou and hide in the shadow of the palace wall.

While Fanhua was busy paying attention to the guards, Tang Rou lowered her head and twisted her fingers, not only did she not feel that it was dangerous at the moment, but a feeling of happiness also surged in her heart.

Suddenly, a hand came from behind on her shoulder.

Tang Rou only felt shy to death, and just wanted to tell His Highness not to move, but the next moment there was an extra dagger on his neck.

Now Tang Rou finally knew that something was wrong, this was not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at all!

She hurriedly reached forward and asked for help from Fanhua.

Before she could remember, Tang Rou only saw the corners of her black clothes swaying in front of her, and she had been taken behind her by His Highness.

The knife silently sank into the grass, and Fanhua frowned at the person who was overturned to the ground by her and pretended to be a "palace maid".

Even if she is wearing a palace maid's costume, she sneakily appears at the gate of the palace at this time, and something is wrong at first glance, and this dress is very likely to be someone else's.

The people on the ground vigilantly got up and leaned against the palace wall, and the shadow of martial arts could be seen in their defensive posture.