An Jiu's words fell, Nangong Li's eyes fell on her chest, An Jiu immediately stretched out his hand to cover it, and his cheeks were even redder: "Hooligans, shameless!" ”

Nangong Li's eyes flashed a little embarrassed, he looked away, and pretended to cough to relieve the embarrassment: "Ahem, Nangong Yue still has thoughts about Zhou Jiaxi, you can start from this place." ”

Still have a lot to think about?

How can it be? Just because Nangong Yue is concluding because she An Jiu played the same piano as Zhou Jiaxi?

If he knew about Nangong Yue and Zhou Lingfei's murder of Zhou Jiaxi, he wouldn't have said that.

"I'll take care of this myself, you just leave the antidote."

She broke up Nangong Yue and Zhou Lingfei and created contradictions for them, which is equivalent to Nangong Yue losing the power behind Zhou Lingfei, and it will be much easier for Nangong Li and Nangong Yue to compete for the position of crown prince.

Nangong Li is playing his calculations, she An Jiu just happened to be looking for revenge, isn't the enemy of the enemy a friend?

It's really a quick thing.

"Then the king will take his leave." Nangong still felt a little embarrassed on him when he left, but he didn't know what his expression would be when he took off his mask?

Leaving the Yue Palace, Nangong Li and Yun Qing walked in the night, and the two of them did not have any language to talk to each other.

Nangong Li, who was walking in front, seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

And Yun Qing kept staring at Nangong Li's back, her gaze never left, her eyes were a little complicated, as if she was pondering something.

"Why does Yun Qing keep staring at this king?" Nangong Li could feel her gaze following her with his back to Yun Qing, and he opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Lord Wang, An Jiu's origin is unknown, it is abnormal for you to expose your identity and come forward in person, and it seems to be imprudent."

It was the first time she felt that Nangong had done something inappropriate.

It seems that Nangong Li has something unique about An Jiu, and the smile on the corner of Nangong Li's mouth makes her feel a little uneasy.

"This king has his own measure in doing things, you are too talkative." Nangong Li's expression was indifferent and unimpressed.

"The subordinates are guilty."

Yun Qing's fingers tightened slightly, pursed his lips, and after hesitating for a long time, he still said: "Lord Wang, after An Jiu completes the task, is it okay for his subordinates to kill her?" ”

Nangong Li stopped suddenly, he still turned his back to Yun Qing and did not turn around, the bright moonlight poured down and fell on his crescent white robe, glowing with a cold light, making Yun Qing involuntarily raise his throat, for fear that Nangong Li would be displeased.

"Exactly."

The cold voice is not muddy and watery, so resolute and ruthless.

Yun Qing's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and the corners of her mouth, which rarely showed a smile, inadvertently slowly rose.

The next day, An Jiu played the piano to Nangong Yue in the study as usual, and yesterday Nangong Li said that Nangong Yue Shang had thoughts about Zhou Jiaxi, and An Jiu suddenly wanted to test it.

"Lord Wang, the slave maid plays so poorly, why is the prince still willing to listen. Do you miss the late princess? ”

Nangong Yue came back to his senses from his thoughts, and he didn't feel overtaken because of An Jiu's question.

"You don't understand this kind of thing."

Nangong Yue didn't want to say more, and An Jiu didn't ask again.

Of course, she doesn't understand the temptation of power, she only knows that selling her wife for power is simply a brute.

"Lord, the princess is the sister of the former princess, I heard that the two of them have a deep sisterhood, why does the princess feel that the slave maid can't tolerate the former princess?"