"Knock Knock"

There was another knock on the door, with some haste to do so.

"You drink porridge first."

Lu Jingmo pulled back his clothes, opened the door, and left on his own.

For the time being, the question of going to stay has been avoided.

The silk in his hand slipped off, and Xia Qingmiao couldn't say the loss and frustration.

This person has no heart.

Under the clear moonlight, a man in a snowy coat and black hair stood alone.

The figure was long in the moonlight, lonely and lonely.

Suddenly, a white cloak draped over his thin shoulders.

"It's dark at night, why don't you go back to the house to rest?"

Lu Jingmo's right hand was wrapped on Luo Ran's back, and the internal force turned into a hot current to warm his body.

"The moonlight is beautiful, purifying people's hearts." Luo Ran leaned into her arms softly.

Lu Jingmo took his slightly cool hand, and his palm completely wrapped around him.

"Let's go home."

Luo Ran smiled and shook his head: "Qingmiao just woke up, I can't rest assured of him, we will stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a few more days." ”

Qingmiao also needs his and Jingmo's company.

Lu Jingmo's thin lips pursed slightly, and he kissed the top of his hair.

He was always sincere, gentle and kind.

And she is two extremes.

But fate is so wonderful.

Two people with diametrically opposed personalities, but they love each other deeply.

*

The backyard of Baique Fang.

"The slave has seen the prince." Xian'er saluted to the man who was half-lying on the soft couch.

The red skirt embroidered with Manzhu Sahua is spread on the couch in large pieces, beautiful and dangerous.

"Recently, what's been going on on the Hokuriku lady's side?" Ion said lazily.

Xian'er replied truthfully: "The senior brother brought back to the palace from Sanssouci Mountain by the princess of Beilu fell ill and was taken to the princess's mansion to be raised. ”

"Then, there was a conflict between the two, and the princess lived in the palace for several days and never returned to the princess's mansion."

"Once, Huang Tong and Zhang Yuan were also detained in the palace."

Speaking of this, his tone was a little dissatisfied.

His family didn't return home that night, so he was left alone in the empty room.

"Oh~" The corners of Ion Youyin's red lips hooked slightly, "That Zhang Yuan has revealed to you what is the contradiction between the Beilu princess and her senior brother?" ”

Xian'er thought about it for a moment and said, "The adult didn't elaborate, only mentioned one sentence." ”

"What?" Ionic You's voice was unconsciously a little urgent.

Xian'er said: "My lord said that the lady of Beilu is angry with her husband. ”

"Bang la" sound.

Ionic sharp nails made long marks on the mahogany table.

Husband?

If she is as cold as her, will she also have a husband?

An unprovoked rage invaded his entire mind.

The sharp nails sank deeper and deeper, but I didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Prince, your nails!"

Xian'er's exclamation rang out.

The emotions that are about to collapse are slightly suppressed.

The ion lowered his eyes, his left fingernail turned outward, and the wooden thorns produced when he cut through the mahogany table pierced his fingers, dripping with blood.

He moved his five fingers, and a heart-piercing pain struck.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, sure enough, it is true.

Xian'er skillfully found a small wooden box, took out the bottles and cans inside, knelt in front of Ion You, and quietly gave him medicine.

Bloody wooden thorns were pulled out, and turned out nails were cut off.

The white towel was stained with a little blood, and the cool ointment was applied to the fingertips, and the blood immediately stopped.

The five fingertips were wrapped in soft gauze and circle.

It was undoubtedly extremely painful for the wooden thorn to pull out between the fingers, but in the process, Ion Yu did not make a single movement.

Like a wooden man who doesn't feel pain.