Song Ran's shoulders trembled slightly, he didn't dare to look at him, and hung his head and said: "My lord is so kind to me that I can't repay it for a long time, I shouldn't have asked for it again...... "I discussed it with him cautiously, "It's just that you can give me a few more days, wait for me to sort it out, and then give you an explanation, okay?" ”

Although she knew that this request was too selfish, however, this matter involved the Mo family, and she didn't want him to continue to investigate.

This is a matter between her and the Mo family, and there is no need to involve him.

As she spoke, she raised her head, looked at him earnestly, and said, "I will tell you everything you want to know." ”

Shen Hanxi withdrew from his seat and got up, and said coolly: "Okay, this official will wait for your explanation." ”

In the middle of the night, in the bath room of the Yang Mansion, Song Ran soaked in the bathtub and closed his eyes slightly tiredly. Steaming water swirled between her brows, and she suddenly took a deep breath and sank her whole body until her head was submerged.

Who could that masked man be, he knew both Shen Hanxi's whereabouts and her true identity, could it be someone she knew?

But in this world, the only one who knows her whereabouts and identity should be Xie Yun. The Xie family does have some industries in Hangzhou, but Xie Yun worked hard to help her leave the Mo family, so she shouldn't want her to go back, so it won't be him, will it be the people around Xie Yun?

She opened her eyes in the water - could it be someone around Xie Yun who had a different heart for him?

So what about Xie Yun's purpose, and what will it be?

The person who assassinated Shen Hanxi and led the disaster to the Mo family, did he also have something to do with him?

She suddenly had a vague premonition that things might just begin.

The little girl stood in front of Shen Hanxi's wing room with the medicine box in her hand, her legs were a little stiff, she had been standing here for half an hour, and she didn't know if she should be bold enough to go in again.

"You're here to deliver medicine?"

The woman's voice sounded behind her, and for her at this time, it was simply heavenly.

She turned around and saw that Song Ran had come to the porch at some point, and a girl followed her with a lamp. She had just taken a bath, without powder, wrapped in a white robe, and the night breeze was blowing, and she stood in the moonlight, like an immortal living in the world.

She hurriedly said: "My lord asked me to serve Lord Helan to change the dressing." ”

Song Ran said: "Then why don't you go in?" ”

She whispered, "Lord Helan said, let me go." ”

Song Ran paused, then smiled bitterly and said, "Give me the things." ”

As she spoke, she took the sandalwood tray in her hand, and she thanked herself a thousand times, and retreated with the little girl with the lamp.

Song Ran withdrew his gaze from the backs of the two and stepped into the room. The lights were dim inside, the curtain hung low, and she called out "sir," but did not hear an answer, so she stepped lightly over the curtain and went into the inner room. Looking at the bed, I saw the man lying on the pillow, the soft jacket only covered half of his body, and the other half almost fell to the ground, his face was still pressed against the silver mask, but listening to his breathing, it was obvious that he was asleep.

Thinking that he had been running all day to find herself, her eyes couldn't help but soften. Placing the pill box on the table, he walked to the side of the bed, gently picked up the quilt from the floor, covered him, and reached for his mask, trying to make him sleep more comfortably. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took off the mask, he suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed her on the bed, and before she could come back to her senses, he had already turned over and raised his hand to clasp her throat bone.

His series of actions did not seem to be deliberate, but more like a habitual reaction. Song Ran didn't dare to breathe, holding his mask with one hand and resting the other on the edge of the bed. He looked at the frightened face in front of him, the murderous aura in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the strength in his hand was loosened.

"It turned out to be Miss Song." His voice was lazy, with a slight hoarseness, "The official also said which enemy it was, and he almost broke your neck." He said, his eyes falling on her. Her clothes were wide, and after he tossed them like this, the placket was turned to the side, revealing a beautiful collarbone, although further down, the scenery that belonged to the woman alone could not be seen, but this scene was very reverie.

Seeing the painful look on her face, he couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied, and was about to speak, but he heard her say uncomfortably: "My lord, you pressed my hair." ”

He looked away, and his hand really pressed against a handful of her long hair. He got up from her and pulled half of his body to the side. She immediately got up and hurriedly straightened her robe. In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, she raised the mask in her hand and said, "I saw that the adult fell asleep with the mask on, so I thought...... I want adults to sleep more comfortably, but I didn't expect to wake you up. ”

She sat on the edge of the bed, put the mask on the tea table next to her, and asked him, "Are you thirsty, do you want tea, and I'll pour you a cup." ”

Before she could get up, his body suddenly came over.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Does the official look like he wants to drink tea?" "She stiffened, listening to his voice ringing lazily in her ears," Miss Song kept saying, 'There is no way to repay it'. These four words, the official is tired of hearing them. You might as well repay this official with practical actions. ”

Her heartbeat sounded suddenly, and she was afraid that she would be heard by him.

She clutched her robe tightly and said, "But my lord said that I used to be your favorite object, but now it is no longer to your liking." ”

His fingers picked up a strand of her long hair and ran it around his fingertips carelessly: "This official seems to have said it." ”

She continued: "You also said that after returning to Beijing, you will not see me again. ”

He still replied: "This official seems to have said it too." ”

Her voice lowered: "You also let the tea girl come to drink with you." ”

Shen Hanxi's hand playing with her long hair paused slightly, pretending to be puzzled: "Who is Cha Cha?" ”

She said: "Cha Cha, the cha cha that you use your hands and feet in the wine." ”

When he heard this, he obviously hugged her tighter, smelled the fragrance of the soaphorn in her hair, and said, "If you don't mention her, the official will forget her." She was instructed to approach the official, and the official summoned her to ask what was wrong? ”

Song Ran couldn't help but pause: "You called her to accompany the wine, did you want to ask this?" ”

He was a little displeased: "Otherwise? The official's vision is not so bad. ”

She stopped talking, although she still resisted his impolite behavior in her heart, but she did not struggle, but fortunately he did not make more transgressive movements, but just hugged her quietly, as if holding her as a kind of rest.

After a while, she finally couldn't help but wonder: "Can I know who she is instructed by?" ”

Shen Hanxi didn't hide it: "You also know this person, Xie Worry Pavilion, Jiang Lili." ”

When she heard this name in his mouth, she didn't react for a long time, and she couldn't help but be a little inexplicable: "Jiang Lili? How could it be her? What exactly does she want to do? ”

"Cha Cha said, it's for you."

"Me?"

"Jiang Lili asked her to seduce the official, so that you can recognize the official's debauchery and leave the official as soon as possible."

Song Ran was stunned for this, and suddenly remembered the masked man that day. He seemed to have said: "Shen Hanxi's living Hell King is not the destination of the Eight Classics, you should withdraw early." ”

The doubts in her heart couldn't help but grow heavier.

When she saw the masked man, she always felt a little familiar, and besides, he seemed to speak in front of her with a deliberately suppressed voice, neither like a man nor a woman, she thought he might be a teenager, and only now did she suddenly realize that he might not be a man at all.

Is it possible for him to be Jiang Lili?

Just thinking like this, he suddenly heard the man's voice: "The official has no reservations about Miss Song, but Miss Song is silent every time it is critical." ”

He let her go, got off the bed, and leaned over to put on his shoes. The long satin hair slid down his shoulders, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"My ......, my lord"

He walked to the table, opened the sandalwood gold-painted medicine box, picked up a bottle of medicine from it, and walked back to the bed and sat down.

Before Song Ran could figure out how to explain, he had already scooped up her hand, lifted his sleeves, looked at the two scars she had scratched with a hairpin, and asked her leisurely, "How did this injury come about?" ”

She hurriedly said: "I did it myself, I was drugged, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep...... It doesn't matter anymore, my lord. ”

His expression was cold, and he said, "Song Ran, how has this official always treated you?" ”

As soon as she heard him call her by name and surname, she knew that something was wrong, lowered her eyes and said, "My lord treats me very well." ”

"Then have you ever thought that this official will find you and rescue you safely."

She was stopped by his question. At that time, she should have expected nothing from him. Since her expectations for Xiao Yan were disillusioned, she no longer expected anyone from her, which was her greatest strength and her deepest sorrow.

So, the moment she saw him, her face was not surprised, but incredulous.

She didn't believe he would appear in front of her.

When he found her in the sea of fire, he saw her look in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, hated her for refusing to let him into his heart, and felt sorry for her for being too rational to be ordinary people at a young age.

In order not to fall asleep, she could actually make such a deep wound on her own hand.

She didn't know what he was thinking, so she changed the subject and said, "My lord, I'll help you change the medicine." ”

His eyebrows sank, and he suddenly pulled her wrist to his lips and kissed the two deep scratches heavily. The pain of tearing immediately came from the injury, and Song Ran wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it down. He licked the scabbed wound with the tip of his tongue, provoking her to beg for mercy: "My lord...... Hurt. ”

As if he wanted to imprint the pain on her, he kept increasing the strength of the tip of his tongue.

When she struggled more and more, he let go of her and snorted coldly: "Now I know it hurts." So saying, he opened the ointment he had found, smeared it on her wounds, and wrapped it around with a white cloth. His movements were fast, a little rough, and seeing him bring his lips over again, Song Ran shrank again in fright. Fortunately, he only tore the strip of cloth from the middle with his teeth, and she gradually relaxed, watching his slender fingers deftly knot.

When he finished moving, she immediately withdrew her hand and went back.

Shicai, she was really afraid that he would eat herself.

He put the medicine bottle back in its place and said casually: "After returning to Beijing, if you still want to see the official, you can see it, and the official can deliberately avoid you?" ”

Song Ran was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was answering her previous question.

"As for the official who doesn't like you, if you care, the official will take that sentence back."

"If you say it, can you take it back?"

He said in a natural tone: "If the official wants to take it back, he can take it back." ”

Okay, just be happy. She muttered silently in her heart, and her face burned because she realized what his words meant.

She didn't dare to confirm his mind, nor did she dare to confirm her own, but she just felt that it was good to be like this now. She had never coveted fleeting pleasures before, but she had suddenly become greedy for such moments. By this man's side, she used to be fearful and defensive, but now she should be happy, and this feeling is foreign to her. This strange feeling doesn't know where it started and where it ended.

She settled down and said, "My lord, the person who robbed me seems to be Jiang Lili." ”