Being able to enter the inner sanctum without alarming anyone under heavy defenses is by no means an idle person.

Ying Zheng sat reclining in the pool made of white marble, his slender fingers in the water, and touched the dagger placed in the dark compartment of the pool.

He is a man of extreme vigilance, and even in the most relaxed moments, he does not completely unguard himself.

Getting closer and closer to the hot spring pool, Shu Ange looked at the environment by the pool with a smile, and quietly walked around to the opposite side of Yingzheng.

Since it is already indecent, it is natural to be more indecent and thorough, just look at the meaning of the back.

“……”

Ying Zheng originally thought that if he sneaked into the inner hall without knowing it, he must be a martial arts master with evil intentions.

When he saw a staggered, lovely girl walking in front of him with a skirt, Ying Zheng almost thought that he was hallucinating.

The girl in front of her is greasy and delicate, with starry eyes and bright teeth, sitting opposite the hot spring pool, showing a smile, just like a willow shaking flower and smiling at Chuyan.

Demonic? Weird? Evil spirits?

In an instant, Ying Zheng thought of the goddess of Wushan, and then thought of the legendary mountain ghost.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were bright, and she was as bright as spring, and she looked at him fixedly, without the slightest shyness.

She seemed to think that he could not see her, and the girl made a mischievous grimace at him, careful not to let her feet fall into the water, and supported her chin with one hand, and looked at him intently.

Ying Zheng's eyes were as calm as water, and he deliberately pretended not to see the girl, trying to figure out whether she was a god or a ghost, and what her purpose was when she sneaked into Gaoquan Palace.

"It's a good figure."

Shu Ange generously looked at Ying Zhengluo's body exposed outside the water and gave a good evaluation.

She thought that Yingzheng couldn't see herself, and her eyes stared at him below the waist recklessly.

When he found that he still had a bath towel around his waist down, Shu Ange shook his head regretfully.

For some reason, Ying Zheng always felt that the girl in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity, and he seemed to have seen her.

Ying Zheng was groaning, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the girl was smiling like a flower, overlapping with a certain laughing teenager.

"Minglan ."

Shu Ange was observing Yingzheng's figure, and when he heard a sentence of Minglan coldly, he replied casually: "Hmm." ”

After the word was spoken, Shu Ange realized that something was wrong, she looked at Ying Zheng embarrassedly, her eyes were erratic, and she bit the tip of her tongue and asked, "Can you see me?" ”

Every time Dihua meets her, he will let down his guard, and she is not.

If it were someone else here, Shu Ange would never be so easily fooled. But this is Yingzheng, it's that person, she has no sense of fortification at all.

Ying Zheng's eyes instantly became sharp, he looked at her, and asked in a calm and restrained tone: "Are you a man or a woman, and what are you trying to do in Gaoquan Palace." ”

Originally, Shu Ange planned to sneak into Gaoquan Palace and have a good chat with Ying Zheng.

Seeing his smooth Luo behind, he changed his mind and planned to "look at indecent things", but he didn't expect to be caught.

Now that he was caught, Shu Ange simply had a cheeky face and held on.

She appeared directly, no longer covering up with witchcraft, her crystal jade feet dangling in the hot spring, making a circle of ripples.

"Does the king think I'm a man or a woman?"

Shu Ange's voice was crisp and smooth, naturally a little delicate, and his smile was incomparable, which made Ying Zheng realize that he had asked a stupid question.

Such a bewitching and charming person, how can he be a man.