Chapter 8: What a Courage

As the moon grows thicker, the splashing bath through the window emits patches of sparkling light.

Nangong Ling floated out of the water angrily, turned around and glared at the light clouds, two clusters of faint and cold flames jumped in a pair of ink pupils, and said angrily: "What a bold man, he dares to be so presumptuous!" ”

Ordinary people were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy when they saw his angry appearance at the moment, but the woman in front of her was not afraid at all, but boldly looked directly into his cold and angry eyes.

The two fingers, which were as white as green onions, were gently placed on the full and round red lips, and gently shush: "Shhh Don't make a sound! There's someone out there! ”

He is a dignified emperor, and anyone who dares to be disrespectful and obedient in front of him, how can anyone drag him into the water without fear like her, and also command him confidently.

Nangong Ling was annoyed in his heart, but what was even more strange was that he really listened to her words and was silent, pricking up his ears to listen carefully to the movements outside, he was simply led by her nose.

Sure enough, I heard the sound of a woman arguing outside, and the obedient voice seemed to be coming in to find someone, and while he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a strong force pressing from the top of his head, pressing him to the bottom of the water.

One might as well enter the water at first, choked uncomfortably, and gulped several sips of water, he struggled to get out of the water, but his head seemed to be weighed down by something very heavy, and he couldn't get up.

Nangong Ling's cheek muscles twitched constantly, the green tendons were sudden, and his face was flushed with choking, and his face was too terrifying.

He really couldn't imagine where a little woman got such strength and courage, she was simply not afraid of death!

The noise outside was getting more and more intense, and it was faintly at the door.

Qingyun heard that the arrogant, arrogant and rude voice was Han Xinrui, and he vaguely felt that it was not good.

With a "pop", the door of the bath room was violently pushed open.

"Get out of the way of me, it's a clean place for Buddhism, and there are some male thieves and prostitutes behind the scenes, get out of the way!"

Han Xinrui shouted loudly and rudely, while rushing through the barrier of the sisters-in-law and breaking through the door of the bath room.

As soon as she entered the door, she unceremoniously searched everywhere, and after turning over the whole house and finding nothing, she rushed to Qingyun angrily and shouted proudly: "Tell me where did you hide that wild man?" Good for you, Han Yaoguang! Sure enough, he was born in an outer room that couldn't see the table, and he was as charming and shameless as your mother, and he ran to the nunnery to seduce men! ”

Qingyun's face was pale and innocent, but there was no fear in his eyes but a little bit of joy in his eyes, "Eldest sister, what are you talking about?" How can you wronged me so much, what kind of man is here! I've been driven from Hanfu to the nunnery by you, why don't you still let me go! ”

When the sisters-in-law saw that Qingyun was so pitiful, and that Han Xinrui was arrogant and fierce, they all began to count Han Xinrui's no.

Han Xinrui stomped her foot angrily, gritted her teeth and said hurriedly: "I obviously saw a man come in just now, and you are still quibbling!" ”

"Miss! I beg you to spare my young lady, she has been driven into the nunnery by you, you will destroy her reputation again, what way does she have to live, please don't kill them all, let our young lady live, our young lady is already pitiful enough! ”

Feixue didn't know where to come from, hugging Han Xinrui's thigh and crying pear blossom with rain, pitiful and begging, the sisters-in-law at the door were very sympathetic, and they came forward to persuade Han Xinrui to "be forgiving and forgiving", but Han Xinrui still didn't give up.

"Donor! Buddhism asks the donor not to make any more noise, Han Shizhu is sincerely bathing and fasting to pray for the old lady of your house, and I hope that the donor will not collide with the gods here! An older sister-in-law stepped forward and said a Buddhist persuasion.

Han Xinrui was unwilling and wanted to make trouble again, but because of the anger of the public, she had to retreat.

After the flying snow blasted Han Xinrui away, he immediately closed the door, feeling finally relieved.

Others could breathe a sigh of relief, but Nangong Ling was so suffocated underwater that he almost passed out, and the feeling of lack of oxygen made him feel like he couldn't breathe out in a big hood

He couldn't take a breath, his head was getting heavier and more chaotic, everything around him was slowly blurring, only a white patch remained, and the feeling of death was invading his every sense.

Suddenly, a pair of soft hands held the back of his head, a soft and warm touch came from his mouth, and a faint cold fragrance flowed into his mouth, this air flow went straight to the throat like his heart and lungs, making his body instantly feel comfortable, relaxed, wanton, and happy as falling into the fragrant and soft and comfortable clouds.

The softness of his mouth continued to fit his lips, soft and delicate, and the air flow with cold incense continued to pour into his heart and lungs, and he finally regained his senses.