Chapter Forty-Eight: The Warmth She Brought

Murong Xi left angrily, Shangguan Ning tugged at the corner of Yun Qiange's clothes, and looked at her pitifully: "Bad guy, bad guy, what is a little white face, is the little white face talking about me?" ”

She raised her hand and pinched his fair cheeks, her eyes were curved, a crystalline, gentle mess: "Don't listen to what he said, Ning'er is very well-behaved, it's not like that." ”

A trace of gloom flashed in the man's clear eyes, although it was very shallow, it was still captured by Yun Qiange, it seemed that he hated his touch very much, she smiled dryly and withdrew her hand: "Huoyue, take your master down." ”

"Childe, let's go." Huoyue stepped forward and took Shangguan Ning's hand, and Shangguan Ning raised a cute smile at the woman: "Well, bad guy, bad guy, Ning'er go and pull, goodbye." ”

When the man turned around, the lovely smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a cold chill, cold and Antarctica, when the arm fell, his expression became more and more evil, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes like agate stones floated with coldness, this woman, dared to touch his face, sooner or later, he would cut off her hand and feed it to the dog!

Huoyue's cold hand couldn't help but tremble, and Childe was angry again, so terrible......

Yun Qiange turned around and was about to go back to the house, but saw Wan Qi Haoyu still standing there quietly, he was wearing a luxurious white robe, with light blue piping at the neckline, and his long black hair was tied up with a lotus jade crown, which was indescribably handsome.

He watched her coming, there was a clear light flashing in her dark pupils, with hope, fear and indescribable bitterness, would she hate him, she already knew about him and Xiyan, would she be very angry? You're going to be angry, right?

Just when he was at a loss and didn't know what to say, she saw her call a maid to his side and whispered a few words, and then the maid hurriedly left and took something and handed it to the princess, and her palm suddenly warmed, and she saw her take his hand and put the stove in his palm: "It's cold outside, go back." ”

Looking at her terrible face, but with clear eyes, and the gentle warmth between her words, his heart seemed to gradually inject a warm current, and it softened in an instant. When he looked up again, all that was left was the closed door, the quiet sound of the wind in the air, and ...... The beating of the heart like a drum......

The next day, Yun Qiange, who had a good night's sleep, finished washing up under the waiting of the subordinates, and began to investigate the case, she took out the clues written in the Qinglou, and said in a deep voice: "Hibiscus flowers, white gloves, bells." What is the connection between these three? ”

The woman propped up her head, her slender white fingers tapped on the table for a while, and she looked up and asked, "Dieyi, where will hibiscus flowers grow?" ”

"Princess, what are you kidding with Dieyi, the hibiscus flower is the national flower, and it is not allowed to be planted at all in ordinary people's homes, unless it is a relative of the emperor or a dignitary."

Yun Qiange called to the air: "Sun, moon, light, light." Four black-clothed figures appeared, which were the secret guards given to her by her father when she left after she was released from prison.

"Go and make a list of all the people who usually have a grudge against this princess."

"Yes." After receiving the order, the four people brushed and disappeared again.

"Princess, something is wrong, last night someone must have suddenly thrown white gloves into every house, and now the white gloves are almost." Vanilla paused, her head hung lower, she knelt down in fear, gritted her teeth, and said, "Almost, a pair of hands." ”