Bai Yao said coldly, sat up, wrapped the quilt around her body, and the heater made her little face turn red.
The beauty shrank her whole body under the quilt, with only her head exposed, while the little boy was lying beautifully on a pile of cotton under the bed. But when he saw Dongmenlie's feet, he jumped out and stared warily.
Hold him.
One person and one cat, so cute.
Dongmenlie still had a few claw marks on his face. Seeing Bai Yao's evil eyes, he couldn't say anything for a while.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally made the decision and said, "Your Majesty... Dongmenlie is willing to follow His Majesty back to the palace." [
Tsk, you came here just to say this?
Bai Yaoying pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows impatiently, "I know, why did you come to see me just to say this?"
Dongmen Lie's face turned slightly cold. He was indeed very grateful to Bai Yao for saving her regardless of his past grudges. But now, why did he feel disgusted by others?
"I... thank your Majesty for saving my life."
"Any more?"
"there is none left."
"Okay, please step back, I want to rest." Bai Yao closed his eyes and fell back on the bed with a thump.
It's so comfortable, the bed is soft. Although it's not a palace, in winter, she loves to stay in bed.
Before he heard the sound of the east door slamming, he only heard a crash. Bai Yao's eyes widened suddenly, but he saw that the window of his room had been smashed once again.
Last time, it was because he wanted to snatch the antidote from Murong Zixuan that he broke the window.
This time, who is it?
The window flashed, and a man in black entered. The man in black had a powerful figure, tall and mighty, wow, what a tough guy.
Bai Yao was dumbfounded for a moment and almost drooled. He wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly, "Ah, it's you again. What a welcome guest. Murong Zixuan, what kind of poison are you planning to give me this time?"
Murong Zixuan saw at a glance that the east gate was standing on one side, but his expression did not change much.
"You're not dead?"
"Nonsense, who will talk to you after you die?" Bai Yao rolled his eyes, sat up and winked at him, "If you don't mind, come and squeeze into bed with me?"
Murong Zixuan looked at Bai Yao indifferently, "Who helped you detoxify?"