Chapter Seventy-Two: The Twelve Levels of the Poetry Club

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At this time.

Qin Hongyi stared at Summer's eyes.

I saw that there was only no lust in the starry eyes, but they were extremely pure, and a pair of smart eyes were fascinating.

She has read countless people, and she has never seen such clean eyes.

She has been living in the palace, has seen the absurdity of the emperor and the concubine, and has seen the matter of eating men and women very clearly.

So, although I was nervous, I was not so afraid.

Not to mention.

As long as she regains her strength, there will be no need to act again!

"Lord Wang, what are you doing here?"

Summer smiled faintly: "Of course, you have to take off your clothes to treat your trauma!"

"You are covered with sword wounds, and the blood does not stop, if there is more than blood, even if you look picturesque and beautiful like a flower, you will die of excessive bleeding!"

Qin Hongyi bit her red lip lightly: "Lord Wang, are you really just treating my injuries?"

"Didn't you want to tear my clothes and do something shameful to me?"

Summer's hand movement stopped: "Of course not!"

Qin Hongyi's eyes flickered: "The little girl who just wrapped up the ugly man, is it your heir?"

Summer nodded: "You want my little apprentice to give you medicine?"

"Yes!"

"Her drugging technique is not as skilled as mine!"

"I don't care!"

"She's going to hurt you, and I'm not!"

"I can hold back the pain without screaming!"

Time.

Summer and Qin Hongyi did not compromise with each other.

The two sides were deadlocked in the car.

Now.

Not far behind the carriage,

Sima Lan was riding a horse, and Sima Ge Yu'er was erected behind him, following closely.

"Miss, this little lady looks picturesque, even if she is covered in blood, she is only a little worse than you, and there is a palace sand between her eyebrows, at first glance, she is an innocent yellow flower girl, if I am the prince, I will have ideas when I see such a beauty!"

Sima Lan looked calm: "What do you think?"

Sima Ge looked anxious: "My young lady!"

"The prince is just a young man with strong blood, and now, in the name of treating sword wounds, I strip off other people's clothes and touch other people's delicate bodies If I were the prince, I would do the same!"

"It's the same as when I sometimes can't sleep and want to see a man's body. ”

The blue muscles in the corners of Sima Lan's eyes couldn't help but beat violently a few times: "The prince is not as lustful as you!"

"Are you afraid that the prince can't help but look at and touch this little lady, so you pulled me over?"

"Miss!"

Seeing that the young lady was not in a hurry, Sima Ge said with some hatred: "If the prince takes off that woman's clothes and touches that woman's body, according to the tradition of Great Xia, he must marry the prince." ”

"At that time, before you enter the door, the prince has an extra side concubine, is this like a word?"

Sima Lan's expression was solemn: "Shut up!"

"The prince does things, he knows the importance and the proportion, and he will get you to talk nonsense in that round!"

Sima Ge asked a little unconvinced: "Then what does Li Guogong's daughter Li Furong say about him?"

Sima Lan frowned: "That's what Li Fei deliberately said to me." ”

"That old thief of the Li family wants to use this sentence to test my attitude!"

Sima Ge was a little puzzled: "What do you say?"

Sima Lan smiled indifferently: "His daughter Li Furong was rescued by the prince, and after she goes back, she must have feelings for the prince." ”

"What girl doesn't have a spring?"

"So, the old guy of the Li family wants to help her daughter find the position of the concubine of the palace in Huangzhou!"

"But, the prince has no intention of her!"

"I, listen to the prince. ”

Sima Ge blinked: "Miss, what about the matter in this carriage?"

"Aren't you going up up and taking a look?"

Or stay in the wagon to prevent them from lighting a fire. ”

Sima Lan turned the horse's head: "I believe in him!"

"He wants to untie the woman's clothes, there must be a need to untie it, there must be a deep meaning!"

Sima Ge was speechless!

Is the young lady the poison of the king of Zhonghuangzhou?

It's really blind trust!

Side concubine?

Absolutely not!

Sima Ge thought for a moment.

Suddenly.

Qin Hongyi's coquettish words came from the carriage: "However, since the prince wants to see the slave family's body in the name of healing, the slave family will not resist!"

"Anyway, the slave family is seriously injured now, his hands and feet are broken, and he can't resist, so let you do whatever you want!"

Suddenly.

Sima Lan grabbed the reins of the horse and stopped in place, neither advancing nor retreating, with an indifferent expression, not knowing what he was thinking?

Sima Ge gritted his teeth and scolded: "Shameless goblin!"

"Breathe!"

Sima Lan took a breath, and her silver teeth gritted: "Xiao Ge, there is no need to say more, Miss, I believe in the prince." ”

But.

She turned the horse's head around and continued to follow the summer carriage: "I really believe in the prince!"

"You have to believe it too!"

Sima Ge: ""

At this time.

In the carriage.

The stalemate has been broken.

The corners of Summer's mouth suddenly hooked up some evil smiles: "Little beauty, are you thinking nonsense?"