"Actually, I don't think the prince's face will be so ugly, but I can't talk about covering the ugly face, after all, the mask can only cover the appearance, but it can't cover the hidden thoughts of some people."

Qian Tianxi's words were quite meaningful, so that Mu Ruchu was a little unsure of what she meant by this.

"Xi'er's words are quite profound, and this king can't understand it."

The appearance of a man playing a scoundrel made her feel that it was rare to see, but she had seen a lot of the appearance of a demon with a black belly.

"Since the prince doesn't understand, I won't sell it anymore, I'm just curious about whose human skin mask it is?"

The answer seems to be coming out, because the human skin mask in Qian Tianxi's hand is indeed the appearance of his own little apprentice no matter how he looks at it, so ......

Could it be that the little apprentice who has been suppressing the cold poison for her all this time may be one of the four kings' mansions.

It's just that who exactly appeared in front of her wearing this human skin mask, and the answer has to be revealed by the man in front of her.

"Xi'er is simply insightful, this king is really a little ashamed, this human skin mask is just left by your little apprentice, he took it off before leaving and threw it here in this king, since Xi'er wants to treasure his little apprentice's things so much, this king will not stop him."

Mu Ruchu's words were quite aggrieved, and there was an imperceptible gleaming of happiness under the mask, glad that his brain was really flexible.

He raised his hand and pulled the robe he had just torn off, and then lowered the sleeves of his arm, probably feeling a little unsightly.

Qian Tianxi found that this man was really good at messing around, and kicked all the problems back to his little apprentice in one sentence, and all the problems completely returned to the original point.

Forget it, since some people don't want to reveal anything about their little apprentices, they still give up.

Maybe it's because he has a hard time and can't explain it, so he is vague and unwilling to tell the truth.

She can't be strong, can she?

Qian Tianxi looked at the night outside the house, it was really too late, and it was really inconvenient for her to stay here, so she got up and said goodbye to Mu Ruchu, put the human skin mask back into the corner of Fang Cai, and then turned around and left.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched fiercely, this woman is really amazing, can't she put that mask back on the table?

What kind of effort is this?

Mu Ruchu shook his head helplessly, he couldn't see that this little woman was obviously a little temperamental, just now he had been mediating with her, probably angry.

But even if she was angry, now was not a good time to tell her everything, and if something was told to her, then his other identity would be really easy to guess, and then she would be in more danger.

The night outside was getting darker and darker, and the blackness seemed to swallow everything up and sink forever.

When Qian Tianxi returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xianyun was dozing off on the table, while Qianyun was warming a pot of hot tea.

"Miss, you're back, drink a sip of hot tea to warm up and rest early."

Fiber Dye was the first to notice the arrival of Qiantianxi, and picked up the teacup on the table and poured a cup of hot tea, and then handed it to his own lady with both hands.

After all, the holy medicine only cleared part of the cold poison in her own young lady's body, even if it was close to early summer, her body was still a little chilly, drinking some hot tea could drive away the residual cold in her body, and her body would be much more comfortable. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Grace of the Concubine: The Demon and the Evil King, Too Good at Flirting with the Claw Book House" for the first time.