Chapter 82: Love Gu

Bai Liruo stared at Xiao Qihan's face with interest.

There was also a faint smile on his lips.

"Will the girls who like Ah Yuan in the future want to kill me?" Bai Liruo said casually, jokingly: "Isn't it dangerous to be Ah Yuan's wife?" ”

There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone, and it sounded like just a casual joke.

But Xiao Qihan's heart suddenly rose with a sense of uneasiness and panic.

He was about to leave Ruo in his arms.

"No, it won't." His voice was hoarse, and his phoenix eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, "If you want, you won't." ”

Liruo chuckled softly, "I'll just talk about it, it's a joke." ”

But this sentence made Xiao Qihan's hug tighter for her.

Bai Liruo's hand was gently raised, and he patted his back soothingly.

The smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

Princess Yongle ......

How could she allow other women to snatch what had already belonged to her.

Since Princess Yongle would send someone to assassinate her, it means that this woman is very angry.

She was hating herself for snatching Xiao Qihan.

The last time she entered the palace, her hostility towards herself was also obvious.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would send assassins to kill her.

Xiao Qihan knew that if he said this kind of thing on purpose, even if he said it on purpose, he couldn't stand it.

He didn't know why, but he liked her more and more.

His emotions were always touched by her every move, every word she said.

She's like a goblin, a goblin who specializes in seducing his soul and bewitching him.

But he was willing to be bewitched by her.

Even though the goblin was covered in venom, he was willing to eat it.

He hugged her delicate body, and his moist lips began to rub against her neck.

Like a puppy, sniffing and kissing her fragrance......

After Liruo was injured, he spent two days in the house.

In the past two days, Xiao Qihan has also stayed at home, and has been guarding her almost every day.

He is a quick learner, and although he has never served anyone, he can serve him properly.

But sometimes he disappears suddenly.

Usually leaves while she's asleep.

She once woke up halfway through and learned that he would quietly leave after falling asleep.

But every time I wake up, I can see him.

I saw him crouching beside his bed like a little wolf wagging his tail.

It just so happened that when her wounds were almost healed, the Queen Mother's birthday had arrived.

And the herbs planted in Liruo's yard are also growing, getting better and better.

"Ruoruo, what is this?"

When Xiao Qihan went to find Liruo, when he was about to take her into the palace, he saw her sitting in the courtyard and pouring some ground medicinal juice into a small jar, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

Several times he had seen her pouring potion into the little jar.

"Do you know that there is a kind of Gu called Love Gu?" She looked at him and smiled softly.

Xiao Qihan walked up to her: "Love Gu? ”

Liruo gently teased the little Gu worm in the small jar with a feather, and said softly: "Let people who don't love you fall madly in love with your Gu." Thousands of threads, hundreds of Gu births, lovesickness and heartbroken dreams. ”

"Really?" Xiao Qihan's eyes flashed slightly, staring at the jar in front of her that raised Gu worms, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ruoruo, I really suspect that you have this kind of love on me." He whispered suddenly.

Liruo raised a small face and looked at him, "What if I say yes?" ”

Xiao Qihan's eyes also looked at her, and his tight gaze repeatedly ate her whole person into his eyes.

"Then, the person who gave me a love Gu can only be you." He said in a low voice, word by word.

Actually, he still has a sentence in his heart.

Her love Gu can only be planted for him.

Liruo was slightly stunned.

Xiao Qihan's answer was unexpected.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the small jar in front of her, "You haven't cultivated it yet, where did you get the Gu to plant." She smiled, "I don't know if I can cultivate it." ”