Ning Shu endured the soreness in her arm, and was half-pulled and half-pulled by King Xun and taken to the study.

Along the way, I met a lot of patrolling guards and maids doing work.

One of them was Concubine Xu's personal maid who brought a small stool for Ning Shu that day.

She stared at Ning Shu's back, thought for a moment, turned around and ran to find Concubine Xu.

When he came to the room, he dropped the door bolt impatiently.

The urge in the body has not been felt for a long time.

After nearly five years of relying on drugs, he thought he would have to do it for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, he just didn't find the prey he wanted, not that he was old.

Thinking like this, King Xun's emotions became even more excited.

"Manniang, why don't you follow this king, how about this king allow you to be a side concubine?"

The king said coercively and seductively, while not forgetting to untie his clothes.

Ning Shu's shrunken body suddenly straightened, and with a slight flick of his arm, he flicked away his claws.

The temperament of the whole person also changed suddenly, exuding a strong coldness.

Her clothes seemed to be windless, and a few strands of green silk on her forehead were also swaying gently.

His gaze also changed from submissive to undesecrated.

King Xun's expression froze, and he turned his wrist that was pushed away by Ning Shu, and his smile became more and more presumptuous, "It's really an extraordinary one, but this king likes it—uh—"

Before he could finish his words, his knuckles suddenly made a clicking sound, and then he locked his throat in disobedience.

Ning Shu in his pupils became more and more indifferent, and he was completely panicked.

The sunken eyes suddenly protruded, and the eyes were full of shock and despair.

"You-"

Trying his best to squeeze a word out of his throat, the strength of the king's hand suddenly tightened, and he pinched his neck.

Ning Shuqing's gaze swept around the study, and the two huge cages were very eye-catching.

But she bypassed the cage and came to the bookshelf, rummaging through it casually.

"There is only one chance, the prince should know what I want, right?"

The king's throat couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't even move.

Only bulging eyes can be used to hint at the two cages.

Ning Shu looked at him lightly and shook her head slightly.

"Money is just something outside the body, and I don't want much, it's just a roster in the hands of the prince."

The horror in the king's eyes suddenly turned to anger.

After realizing it, I realized that Zhang Junshou's guess was not wrong, and Zhao Zhenhai and his party were indeed undercover agents sent by the emperor Lao'er.

Ning Shu calmly walked in front of him, lowered his voice and said, "If the prince doesn't want to die at his own hands, please hand over the roster as soon as possible." ”

King Xun could only communicate with Ning Shu with his eyes.

In addition to anger, there was also a trace of disdain in his eyes.

He seemed to be saying, "Isn't he not far from death if he hands over the roster?" ”

Ning Shu was not in a hurry, and sat down on the gold-plated chair of the prince, and the tips of her jade fingers gently swiped along the edge of the table, "I only need the roster, not the life of the prince." ”

His life should be left to Xie Yunyan.

"It's just that if the prince has to give his life, then I can reluctantly make the prince feel that life is worse than death."

Her eyelids were slightly raised, and her half-open eyes exuded a chilly coldness.

King Xun secretly shuddered, he still wanted to delay a little longer, and when Zhang Junshou found out about the movement here, he would definitely come to save him.

But the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger, and his breathing became more and more difficult.

The muscles of his body seemed to be bitten by ten thousand insects, and large beads of sweat were dripping down his dark purple face.

He seemed to feel the threat of death, and his old eyes were full of begging for mercy.

Ning Shu calmly watched the changes in the instant, and saw that he seemed to have made a compromise, and the green fingertips tapped the tabletop, and the sudden pain in the body of the king also eased a little with the rhythm of her fingers.

"Can the prince speak now?"

Her voice is not as soft as a gossamer, and it is as cold as the frost in the wax moon sky.

King Xun's frightened gaze kept hinting at the table in front of Ning Shu, and his lips kept trembling.

Ning Shu understood, and hurriedly rummaged on the table.

On the table are placed several account books of the birthday banquet gifts, and several other books of the Four Books and Five Classics, and an indescribable folk picture album is sandwiched in the middle.

Ning Shu threw the album aside without blinking her eyelids, rummaged through it, and found nothing.

She only glanced at the king lightly, and his eyes seemed to be burned by fire, and he stared at the table.

Ning Shu followed his gaze and found that the position where he finally landed was the one that was empty in front of him.

Suspiciously, he knocked on the smooth table, and sure enough, the table made a hollow echo.

Ning Shu immediately squatted under the table, looked up, and found that the color of the wooden board the size of a silk handkerchief was completely different from the vermilion of the table.

The wooden board was removed with his bare hands, and a booklet fell instantly, Ning Shu picked it up and looked through it ecstatically, and sure enough, the names of many officials were recorded.

Putting the roster in her arms, Ning Shu got up with a smile and smiled faintly at King Qian, "Thank you for your generous gift." ”

King Xun's face was darker than Xie Yun Ember Xuantie's mask.

He stared at Ning Shu and motioned for Ning Shu to quickly solve the vision on his body, but Ning Shu ignored it.

She pulled King Xun to the bed, put King Xun in a position to lie face in, and when everything was ready, she clapped her hands and said with a smile: "The prince doesn't have to worry, the prince will definitely recover after half an hour." ”

Looking at the dim daylight outside the door, Xuan Feng should have taken Xie Yunyan out of the house, right?

As she walked to the door, there was a commotion in the courtyard.

"Lord, the concubine came to bring the prince a cold sweet soup-"

Concubine Xu's tone was soft and glutinous, but her heart was extremely gloomy.

On that day, I thought that the woman named Manniang looked attractive.

I thought that the prince had the intention to win over Zhao Zhenhai, and he would not attack Manniang.

Unexpectedly, her worries came true.

Even when the maid came to report, she had a feeling that she had expected it.

Ning Shudai frowned, and looked back at King Xun lying on the couch, his body squirmed slightly, he should have heard Concubine Xu's voice.

Seeing that no one answered, Concubine Xu came to the front of the room and pushed it tentatively, and found that the door was locked from the inside. Aren't you going for sweet soup? You're opening the door, huh? ”

The arrival of Concubine Xu was an excellent opportunity, King Xun didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and squirmed even harder, he thought that as long as he fell off the bed, Concubine Xu outside the door would definitely hear the movement in the house.

It's just that he didn't even move half an inch away, and Ning Shu's jade hand was against his back.

"Lord Wang, be careful, if you fall and break your bones, I'm afraid that no one in this world will be able to heal you."

Concubine Xu's call to the door continued, and she didn't even hear the answer of the king, and said to the guards pretentiously: "Oh no, the prince is delayed, could it be that something is wrong?" ”

She casually pointed at one of the guards and ordered, "You, come here and pry the door open!" ”