ran out of the bath room in a gray manner, and Murong Xi became afraid.

Who is she? Where is she? What did she just do?

The brain is in a mess, and the "beauty out of the bath" continues to appear in front of him.

Murong Xi twisted her thigh fiercely, and her scattered consciousness finally returned.

When Jiang Huaiyin reappeared, he was neatly dressed, and the lust between his eyebrows and eyes faded.

Murong Xi held back a sigh of resentment and didn't look up at him, but saw a slender shadow on the ground, like a noble black cat, walking towards her with elegant steps.

She didn't do anything, and pointed to the bed with an expressionless face, "Lord Wang, please." ”

Jiang Huaiyin's footsteps seemed to be deliberately slowing down, and when he walked to the bed, Murong Xi felt as if a century had passed.

"This king is leaving Beijing tomorrow, and the return date is uncertain, will it delay the princess's diagnosis and treatment?"

When passing in front of Murong Xi, Jiang Huaiyin asked casually, and her tone was so calm, as if she had forgiven her for her recklessness.

Murong Ji looked at him in surprise, "The return date is uncertain?" How long is it? ”

It's okay to say within half a month, but if it drags on for a long time, the previous efforts will be all wasted.

Maybe it will be seriously poisoned, which will increase the burden on her.

Jiang Huaiyin unhurriedly unbuttoned his shirt and lay on the couch, "If it is fast, it will be three or five days, and if it is slow, it will be more than half a month." ”

Murong Xi: "The time to clear the residual poison will require a few days of grace from the prince." ”

Jiang Huaiyin nodded, "Since it is a transaction, it will definitely save your life within three months, and this king is not a person who does not believe in his words." ”

The words are gentle, but they are threatening.

It's strange that Murong Ji believes him.

Gathering her thoughts, she opened the needle bag, and then looked at Jiang Huaiyin's back.

His skin was so white that it almost glowed, and in the light of the orange-yellow candlelight, there was an innate glow of nobility.

However, there was a brown scar bulging in the center of a "noble" mass, like a hideous wolf head, lying on his body and smiling at her-

That's the mark of fire!

Murong Xi's brows furrowed, he was actually so seriously injured?

Cautiously glancing at Jiang Huaiyin's face, Murong Xi pursed his lips and said tentatively: "Do you want to make a furnace for life?" ”

"Not necessarily." Jiang Huaiyin's gaze suddenly turned cold, and through the indifference of three feet of ice, he looked at the curtain and muttered, "Do you know why this king doesn't like fire?" ”

Murong Xi's fingers pinching the silver needle trembled, and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't want to know.

Jiang Huaiyin said faintly: "Because of the taste of fire, this king has tasted it." ”

It was not only his skin that was burned by that brand, but also by the burning heart of his longing for family affection.

Murong Xi dropped a needle, and his fingertips inadvertently touched the "wolf head", which was cold and frozen.

She withdrew her hand like an electric shock, glanced at him, and saw that he was unresponsive before continuing to drop the needle.

The scene that came to mind came to mind when she first entered Cining Palace ten years ago.

At that time, the first emperor was still there, and the queen mother was still the queen.

Like most women who ascend to the Lord of the Six Palaces, she is a queen who can't keep the emperor's love.

In order to compete for the emperor's favor, the queen took the shortcut of madness, and actually knocked over the stove in her youngest son's bedroom on the night of the ninth in the cold winter, and the charcoal fire that was burning was impartially falling on the sleeping Jiang Huaiyin-

Pulling out the silver needle, Murong Xi was unspeakably entangled in her heart.

After retracting all the silver needles into the capsule, she asked weakly, "The scar is too old to be completely repaired, but I can make it a little dull—"

Jiang Huaiyin picked up the clothes on the side, put them on one by one, lowered his eyes and sneered, "What about the dimness?" Can it hide the fact that it has been there? ”

Murong Xi was silent, and there was a trace of wanting to comfort him in his heart.

Jiang Huaiyin got up with a sneer, and said indifferently: "The princess is distressing about this king? ”

Murong Xi's face turned red, and that humble sympathy suddenly vanished.

I'm afraid there is something wrong with this human brain circuit!

Jiang Huaiyin had no intention of making any more jokes, and his voice suddenly sank, "During the time when this king is not in Kyoto, presumably the 'nobles' in the palace will look for the princess, if the princess is unwilling to enter the palace, she can use this king as an excuse." ”

Murong Xi was still considering excuses, and the topic shifted a little quickly, so she didn't react for a while.

"Who's going to look for me?"

"A lot of people." Jiang Huaiyin sat on the eaves of the couch, as if he had the ability to be an unpredictable prophet, "If you can't shirk it, this king will leave a guard for the princess." After all, this king said that he would protect the princess for three months, and her life would be worry-free. ”

Murong Xi's eyes lit up with excitement, "Yelan?" ”

Jiang Huaiyin's face sank, "The princess is familiar with Yelan?" ”

Murong Xi shook her head, "It's me who only knows Ye Lan." ”

In the huge palace, only Pujia Garden is the boundary that Murong Ji can enter and exit at will.

As for how many guards there are in the Dawn Pavilion and how many secret guards Jiang Huaiyin has, she, the superficial princess, has no way of knowing.

Even Yelan has only become familiar in recent days.

Jiang Huaiyin stared at her fixedly for a long time, and the moistness between her eyebrows seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and she was black.

Murong Xi's scalp began to numb again.

Grasping the needle bag, he stood aside and lowered his head, feeling a little suffocated in the air, "I just said casually, the prince decided that I should obey——"

She showed an extremely timid and helpless look, faintly, and a sense of awe for him.

Sure enough, the dark clouds on his face slowly dissipated, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually expanded, he raised his hand to caress her cheek, and tucked the eye-catching broken hair behind her ear, "If the princess wants, she can go out of Beijing with Yelan." ”

Murong Xi instinctively stepped back, looked at Jiang Huaiyin's hand that was still in mid-air, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Lord Wang, what I say is true, and I really detoxify the prince." ”

"The three chapters of the covenant left at the beginning have already explained, please don't look at me with murderous eyes at every turn."

She was really aggrieved, and said the words from the bottom of her heart.

Jiang Huaiyin's calm expression fluctuated suddenly, and he smiled very gently: "This king didn't say anything——"

He didn't say it, but the unusual behavior was worse than holding a knife to her neck.

Murong Xi pursed her lips, and under her calm face was a manic impatience.

"I know that the prince doesn't like me, and every word is full of temptation for me, but it's not necessary."

"The Queen Mother is married, she didn't say anything to me, I am not the Queen Mother's eyeliner."

Jiang Huaiyin laughed angrily at the surrender in her tone.

She thought he didn't know?

If she is really the queen mother's eyeliner, I am afraid that she will die long before she gets married.

Putting down his hand, Jiang Huaiyin shook his head helplessly, a playful smile appeared on his fair face, "So, the princess was forced to marry this king?" ”

Needless to say?!

Murong Xi looked at him speechlessly, too lazy to answer.

The contempt in his eyes was self-evident.

The smile on the corner of Jiang Huaiyin's lips gradually solidified, and he looked at the unyielding Murong Xi for a long time, chuckled lightly, and walked away.

Murong Xi was left in the quiet room.