"You see, I've forgotten that it's time to call you princess. Dai Chun'er scalded a pot of wine, drank it, warmed her body, and then smiled with a smile on her face.

A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Huaxin's mouth, and said, "Miss Chun'er said that she was invited by this princess, why did this princess invite you?"

"Princess, look at this. ”

Dai Chun'er took out the jade pendant that Baili sacrificed to her from her cuffs, and held it to the bright light, it was an extremely ordinary white jade, and the carving was not a masterpiece.

"Oh, but the person who came to see this princess in the afternoon clearly said that he was Qu Qianqian's person. Huaxin pretended not to know and said, "This princess has some impressions of him, but she doesn't remember it so clearly, so she gave him a jade pendant as a proof of appointment, but how did this jade pendant end up in the hands of Miss Chun'er?"

"Qianzhen has known me for many years, and now his identity is suspected by Baili Festival, and it is inconvenient to act, so in desperation, he can only entrust it to me. Dai Chun'er explained with a smile.

"Oh, what is he?" said Painted Heart, pretending to be surprised.

Dai Chun'er looked around, lowered her voice and said, "He is King Yi's person." ”

"Really?" the painting thought for a moment, and then sneered lightly, "How did that nerd's subordinates cultivate such feminine and useless things, and they trapped him in just a hundred miles of sacrifices?" ”

Huaxin said that Qu Qianqian was useless, and Dai Chun'er was speechless for a while, only smiling.

"Could it be that he is a man who says that he is King Yi, but can he have proof? With King Yi's ability, he would send such a waste to protect this princess? He wants to work for this princess, but what is his ability?"

The more suspicious the painting heart is about Qu Qianqing, the more Dai Chun'er trusts Qu Qianqing, Qu Qianqing's mind is delicate and keen, Dai Chun'er and Baili Sacrifice naturally have no evidence of his effectiveness in Shuyi, but even if there is no at this time, in order to win the trust of the painting heart, Dai Chun'er has to make up some.

So he immediately made up nonsense, "Chun'er was also unbelievable, but Qianzhen showed me King Yi's handwritten letter. Even if you don't want to believe it, you can only believe it. ”

"What about the letters?" asked the painter quietly.

Dai Chun'er was already ready to say something in her heart, and replied calmly, "Since the princess challenged Qu Qianzhen at the banquet that day, Baili Festival has been suspicious, and has laid a net around the post house. ”

Huaxin smiled faintly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Yes, since Baili Festival suspects him, why doesn't he doubt you?"

Dai Chun'er had expected Huaxin to ask this question, and at the right time, a dark color appeared on her face, and she smiled coquettishly, "Women have their own ways to deal with men." ”

"Oh?" the smile on his lips intensified, "Men also have ways to deal with women, how do I know if you conquered him or he conquered you?"

Dai Chun'er was silent, silent for a long time, suddenly got up and walked to the painting heart, and began to untie the clothes in front of the painting heart, and the painting heart frowned, shocked.

What does this woman want to do?

Still think she's a man? and still want to seduce her?

Want to deal with her the same way you deal with men?

"You ......" Huaxin moved back unexpectedly, and seeing that Dai Chun'er's clothes had already faded mostly, he immediately panicked and said, "Don't bother in vain, I'm ...... I don't have that kind of function......"

Dai Chun'er lowered her eyebrows and smiled, full of charm, and said, "Chun'er naturally knows that the princess only needs to take a look." ”

Dai Chun'er said that, she had already faded her clothes to her waist, and when she looked up, she saw that she was covered in scars, and her snow-colored skin was covered with dark blue marks, and she was almost completely skinless.

"What did you do at the Hundred Mile Festival?"

"Hmm. Dai Chun'er answered, put on the clothes one by one, as if she had long been used to it, and said lightly, "So the princess still thinks that I have been conquered by him? These days, all his pleasures are thinking about how to torture me, and no one wants him to die more than me!"

At that moment, Dai Chun'er's helpless and sad eyes moved the painting slightly, but the poor person also has his own hate, and the painting said indifferently, "If you don't scratch your head all day long, how can you be targeted by the Baili Festival, the reincarnation of cause and effect, everything you do today is to blame." ”

Dai Chun'er had already learned the poisonous tongue of the painting heart several times, and she didn't think it was a pestle, but Yan Yan smiled and said, "Does the princess know what kind of person the Baili Festival is? Even if the princess is dignified and polite, she has already become the prey of the Baili Festival, and the princess is just a little luckier than Chun'er, and she is fortunate to be blessed by Lord Yaozun to escape the clutches of the Baili Festival." ”

"Bound to win?" Huaxin raised his eyebrows, thinking of Baili Sacrifice's unscrupulous face, he felt disdainful, and said with disdain, "What kind of thing is he, he dares to be so big!"

Dai Chun'er couldn't help but be secretly happy in her heart when she saw that the method was used to draw the heart, and continued to add fuel to the fire, "The Baili Festival can step by step to the position of the poisonous venerable, naturally he has his ability, this person is absurd on the surface, but secretly poisonous and spicy, the princess must be careful, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

Listening to Dai Chun'er's words, there was a sense of concern, and she smiled lightly, "Didn't Miss Chun'er always hate me to the bone, why did she come to show her favor today?"

"Don't forget, princess, Chun'er is a city person after all, Chun'er and the princess have a common enemy, and now they are both trapped in the enemy camp, so they should support each other and tide over the difficulties together. Even though Dai Chun'er hated the painting very much, she didn't blink an eye when she told a lie against her heart.

Huaxin sneered disapprerovingly, "It's you, not me, it's just Qingcheng, how can you trap me." ”

The princess was wrong. Dai Chun'er smiled faintly, "If Lord Yaozun doesn't allow it, can the princess get out of this mansion?"

After thinking about it, she found that she really couldn't.

Dai Chun'er was silent when she saw the painting, knowing that she must have doubts in her heart, and continued to laugh, "With all due respect, Lord Yaozun seems to be protective and considerate of the princess, but in fact, what is the difference between house arrest?"

"Sow discord?" said Huaxin sneered, his eyebrows raised, "Although it is the first time we have met, we are the same as old acquaintances, and there is a relationship between this princess and Lord Yaozun, and there is no sinister rat such as Raul to say more." ”

"Really?" Dai Chun'er smiled, "Has the princess's god-devouring poison been cured?"

"Chenchen said that it would take half a month, but now it will take about five or six days. Huaxin said calmly.

Dai Chun'er lowered her voice, and said in a strange manner, "The princess didn't think that she was deliberately delaying time with Guang Tongchen?"

"Dust, he won't. Although what Dai Chun'er said was not unreasonable, Huaxin kept reminding herself in her heart, don't listen to her, don't believe her.

She will not waver, nor can she waver, Dust is the person who accompanied her at the beginning of her life, her initial compassion for this world is from his subtlety, she will never believe that such a light and dust will be a despicable villain who is good at intrigue and tricks......

Dai Chun'er smiled disapprerovingly, she had her own idea in her heart, and said slowly, "It's hard to know people and faces, don't forget the princess, I came to Qingcheng this time to be poisoned by you, doesn't the princess want to know how I did this?"

"Oh, what did Nan Duli say?" Huaxin raised a smile on the corner of her lips, these days she was always thinking about the disaster in Qingcheng, but she had forgotten the poison of Nan's devouring gods.