066. Who makes the antidote?
"Wow - what's this on your neck? Hey...... Will you still move? The confused woman continued, struggling to reach out from the quilt to touch the small bulging bump.
"Oops—who mummified the puppet? It's so uncomfortable to hold this palace! The delicate voice, with a flattering color, the snow-white coupling arm wrapped around the handsome guy's neck, and the slender fingers poked the rolling little pimple, and smirked.
The man in the air was suddenly petrified, his body bones were a little stiff, even if he was determined, he couldn't escape the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, probably he hadn't looked for a woman for a long time, so he would react!
He smiled slightly, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and his ink-like sideburns rose with the wind, stabilizing the chaotic Xuan Qi, and flew towards the princess's mansion.
The gauze curtain floated, the snow-white moonlight fell to the ground, and several beams of light and shadow shook on the crystal curtain.
The woman on the gong bed sighed softly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her pale lips were a little chapped, but the abnormal flushing on her face still did not dissipate, like a dyed peach blossom color, delicate and charming.
"Rong Xue, what's wrong with the princess?" Hua Xiangjian, who was leaning on the door, asked lightly, under the silver moonlight, a pair of purple eyes stared at the person on the bed, and the anxiety in his eyes was difficult to hide.
Feng Rongxue stood up from the side of the bed elegantly, paced to the center of the room, and stood facing the moonlight, her dark eyes were shining with crystalline brilliance, and she couldn't see any emotion, "I met a flower thief and fell into the medicine." Wen Tun's voice is neither hurried nor slow.
"Flower thief? Who is it? Purple eyes froze, Hua Xiangjian clenched the sword in his hand, "I'll kill him!" With that, he straightened up and looked solemn.
His black eyes sank suddenly, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and then the corners of his lips hooked, elegant as the wind, "Xiang Jian, you're too excited, aren't you?" ”
"I ...... I just ......" His eyes were slightly confused, and Hua Xiangjian hurriedly explained, but he didn't say a word for a long time, what happened to him just now! I'm worried about that lewd princess, it seems that my brain is funny!
Pulling the sleeves of the gold silk piping, Feng Rongxue's eyes did not lift, and a trace of laziness appeared between her eyebrows, "The princess has been hit by Ning Xiangsan, you go to get the antidote." ”
Antidote?
Hua Xiangjian's head was short-circuited instantly, his bright eyes turned, as if he thought of something, his cheeks flushed, and he coughed embarrassedly: "Rong Xue, there are so many faces in the princess's mansion, who do you want me to find?" "Deliberately lowered his voice, but in the silence of the night, it was still clear.
"Huh?" The man in white frowned slightly, "Xiang Jian, you think too much." His face was still gentle, and there was an imperceptible smile on his shallow lips.
"Do you want to make your own antidote?" The man's eyes were about to pop out, and his palms were sweaty.
As soon as the words came out, there was a moment of silence in the room, and a pair of purple eyes stared at the man in white in front of him with slight anger.
I saw that Fengrong Xueyun smiled lightly, his face was calm, fearless, and he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, his thin lips opened slightly, and he was about to speak, but he was robbed by Hua Xiangjian: "If you don't do it, will you let me do it?" I hate Mu Chujin, this obscene and merry princess, which flower thief is blind and actually picks flowers! Is this going to ruin my chastity? Saying that, a certain man looked sad, and a strong man looked like a strong man.