Luo Nanyin was speechless for a while and then said, "Then tell me which place outside the palace has the most beautiful scenery?" ”

Forsythia replied: "The most beautiful scenery is the peach orchard outside the palace. ”

"Taoyuan? Isn't it autumn now, where do you get the peach blossoms? ”

Forsythia raised her standardized smile again and replied: "It's the harvest season in autumn, and the peaches in the garden make people babble just by looking at it, it's really the most beautiful scenery." ”

"...... "It's all about whatever."

Luo Nanyin pinched the corner of his forehead and said speechlessly: "Forsythia, did I say before that your brain is different from others?" ”

Forsythia smiled very decently and said, "You didn't say it, but Your Majesty said that the slave's brain is very compatible with you, so he specially chose the slave and maid as your personal palace maid." ”

Luo Nanyin's face is paralyzed, it seems that this is really his father!

After sending Forsythia away, Luo Nanyin dried herself and put on the bedclothes that Forsythia had brought in.

After bathing, there was moist moisture everywhere, and the green silk of her sideburns was obediently attached to the side of her face, and under the smoke of the heat, her eyes seemed to contain spring water. The tiredness of her body dissipated, and she actually grabbed a handful of incense powder and sprinkled it into the incense burner, and soon the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance.

After slowly drying her wet hair, she closed the doors and windows, turned off the lights, and then lay on the bed barefoot and dangled her legs, even humming a song in a good mood.

Suddenly, she noticed that there seemed to be a suspicious figure approaching outside the door, and listening to the footsteps, and looking at the outline of the shadow, it did not look like forsythia.

Based on her instincts as a woman, this person certainly didn't do good things.

So she quietly picked up a blue and white porcelain vase on the sandalwood table, and then squatted by the door and waited for the uninvited guest to arrive.

The door branch was pushed open, and the first thing that caught my eye was a pair of black plain shoes, the style was very simple, and the washing was very clean, but the hem of the shoe was badly worn.

At that time, Luo Nanyin thought, have assassins been so stumbling all these years? Can't afford to wear a pair of good shoes?

Then she saw a corner of her clothes, also with a black face, and as she moved forward, the corners of her clothes spread slightly to both sides, with an indescribable calmness.

Alas? Why does this outfit look familiar?

Luo Nanyin watched as what she thought was the assassin entered the room in a daze, and then came to her senses. It doesn't matter if he is familiar or not, he will be stunned first!

When she stood up, picked up the vase and was about to smash it into the back of the man's head, suddenly a sharp palm wind struck, and before it could reach the man's body, the vase in her hand shattered instantly.

Before Luo Nanyin could react, he was knocked to the ground by the palm wind. It was only at the moment she fell to the ground that she saw the assassin's true face.

Yin Xian?!

I'll go! How dare he walk into her dormitory in such a bright light!

Luo Nanyin lay on the ground in shock, not noticing that his palm had been cut by the broken porcelain on the ground.

Yin Xian closed the door and looked down at her for a long time, and saw that she was still motionless on the ground, so he said, "What are you doing lying on the ground." ”

Luo Nanyin came back to her senses at this time, got up angrily, pointed at Yin Xian's hand and trembled angrily, and said angrily: "You are embarrassed to say!" If it weren't for your palm wind, would I be able to lie on the ground?! ”

"Then what were you going to do with the vase just now?"

"I'm so bored, catch cockroaches with a vase, can you manage it?!"

There was no light in the dormitory, and Luo Nanyin couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could probably still feel the other party's speechlessness.