Chapter 119 His little female cat is suspiciously good
Ming Lanruo almost dropped the heavy embroidered spring knife while holding it in her arms. She felt the strange looks from Xiao Qizi and others, which made her blush even more.
She had no choice but to follow him as if running away: "Why do I, a doctor, have to wait for you to bathe!"
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows: "Why, you didn't tell me to rest more and exercise more, but now shouldn't you, a doctor, be the one to check and accept the results?"
Ming Lanruo's face was expressionless: "What does waiting for you to bathe have to do with accepting the results?"
Cang Qiao curled her lips and smiled faintly: "Really? Then you can go back. In two days, I will move there to recuperate."
Ming Lanruo froze and immediately remembered the purpose of coming today. She endured her embarrassment and whispered: "I have never served others to bathe, but when you are bathing, I can just check your overall body condition."
Cang Qiao looked at her cold, pretty face, and curved the corners of her scarlet lips: "Very good, Doctor Ming."
The two of them walked all the way to Cang Qiao's bedroom.
Approaching the door of the study, Ming Lanruo happened to see a tall figure coming out of the study, wearing a scarlet high-end Jinyi Feiyu uniform.
As soon as the other party saw Cang Qiao, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Master Qiansui."
Cang Qiao smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "How are you? After reading these memorials for a few days, are you feeling exhausted?"
Ming Lanruo rarely saw Cang Qiao be so friendly to his subordinates. He was always aloof, making people feel distant.
She couldn't help but take another look at the high-ranking imperial guard.
But seeing that the other person had handsome and deep eyebrows and light honey-colored skin, he was actually a very tall and powerful man.
The other party also glanced at her, and then smiled helplessly at Cang Qiao and said: "The work in Master Qiantose's hands is really a headache. I finally understand why you have to recuperate for a while, it can drive people crazy."
Dongchang does all the "dirty work", how can it not be a headache?
Ming Lanruo understood that this person was called by Cang Qiao to replace him.
She couldn't help but feel even more depressed. Doesn't this mean that Cang Qiao has made up her mind to move to her palace?
"I wonder who this is?" The other party suddenly brought the topic to her.
Cang Qiao said casually: "This is Princess Mourning. She is good at Miao medicine and is also the doctor responsible for attending to my illness."
Qin Yuchen looked at Ming Lanruo's unparalleled face, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He then smiled and clasped his fists: "It turns out that it's Princess Mourning who cured the Queen Mother. She is commanding Qin Yuchen at Fusi in Xianan Town, and the body of Master Qiansui is entrusted to you."
Ming Lanruo nodded casually: "Commander Qin is too polite. It's just a doctor's duty. Besides, Master Qiantui is still my elder."
After Cang Qiao casually told Qin Yuchen a few words, he led Ming Lanruo away.
Qin Yuchen bowed respectfully to the side, but looked at Ming Lanruo's back with a complicated expression.
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Ming Lanruo accompanied Cang Qiao into his bed carrying the medicine box.
This was the first time she came to his room.
The room is spacious and elegantly decorated, except that the bookshelves are filled with weapons of all colors, and the three walls are covered with books of all kinds.
Ming Lanruo looked at the towering bookshelves and couldn't help but murmured: "Is this moving the library into the room, or living in the library? Can you finish reading it?"
Cang Qiao is so busy, how can she find time to read? Isn't it arty?
As she said that, she picked out a few books at random and found that they all had comments on them.
In addition to a collection of classics and history, there are humanistic records from various places, and there is even a book of one hundred styles of secret dramas of spring love!
As if she was being burned, she quickly put all the books back on the bookshelf, not daring to read them casually anymore.
"Why, you think I'm arty?" Cang Qiao sat casually on the sofa, and the little eunuch immediately came up to take off his boots and socks and put on soft shoes.
The little eunuch said flatteringly: "Qiantose Master is famous for his photographic memory. The books here are changed regularly every year!"
She glanced at Cang Qiao and coughed lightly: "You are really well-read and outstanding."
Being able to sit at the top of Dongchang, one person below ten thousand people, is different from ordinary people.
But the next moment, Ming Lanruo suddenly remembered the clothes he had given her, and even the measurements of the bellyband and panties were accurate to every inch of her body.
Minglan Ruonen's face flushed - he was using his photographic memory on her.
But Cang Qiao helped the little eunuch stand up and walked to the back room, saying calmly: "Photographic memory is not a good thing. You can't forget the good or the bad even if you want to."
When Ming Lanruo saw this, she sighed in her heart, yes, the brain will forget painful things, which is actually a protective mechanism of the body.
But Cang Qiao's talent allows him to remember all the pain fresh, which is partly the reason for his soul-leaving syndrome.
She followed Cang Qiao to the back room and found that it was a spacious bathroom. Hetian Baiyu built a bathtub that could accommodate seven or eight people. There was a whole piece of expensive Western mercury floor-to-ceiling mirrors beside the bathtub.
Ming Lanruo looked at the golden sea turtle gauze floating around, even though she was born into a noble family, she couldn't help but sigh.
"What are you doing? Why don't you help us undress?" A quiet voice suddenly sounded behind my ears.
Ming Lanruo was startled, turned around and ran into a broad embrace. The red gold embroidery thread on his Feiyu suit rubbed the tip of her nose, causing it itchiness and slight pain.
She blushed uncomfortably, when did he come up behind her.
Looking around, I realized that the two little eunuchs who were originally serving Cang Qiao had disappeared at some point after preparing essential oils, fragrant leaves and other things for bathing.
She and he were the only ones left in the huge bathroom.
She put down the medicine box and told herself bravely that she would serve her son as herself!
Then, she bravely put her arms around his chest and untied the jade belt around his waist.
As if taking the initiative to hug his waist, Cang Qiao looked down at her eyes with a mysterious and deep look.
Ming Lanruo felt that under his gloomy gaze, she could no longer use her hands and feet, so she tried her best to use her stiff fingers to unbuckle his clothes. After a while, she unbuttoned all the buttons for him and put him into submission.
The front of the bag is open.
She didn't know how to wait for others, and a corner of her shirt was torn out, making it a bit messy, revealing the texture of his fair chest.
Ming Lanruo touched the skin on his chest, and her fingertips felt like they were being burned. She subconsciously wanted to cover his shirt back, but the next moment, his entire slender hand suddenly grasped her wrist.
"Are you a fool? Are you going to undress our family and cover them up for what?" His cold and hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
Ming Lanruo tensed up, took a breath, and said calmly: "Yeah, okay."
As she said that, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Cang Qiao chuckled and put her hand on her gold hat with black gauze: "Take off your hat first."
Ming Lanruo had no choice but to look up, carefully and diligently unbuttoned his hat, and helped him take off his black gauze hat.
His long hair was tied up on the top of his head, and the fixed hairband was somehow hooked. The long black and shiny hair fell down like water, spreading messily and ambiguously on her cheeks and chest.
He was already tall, so when she lowered her head, Ming Lanruo felt that the gorgeous fragrance of ashes in his hair was enveloping her whole body in his boundless shadow, as if she could not escape for the rest of her life.
She instinctively wanted to take a step back and avoid this confusing and oppressive atmosphere.
But the next moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her slender waist and pulled it on her body almost roughly, but his voice was so gentle and cold: "Where do you want to run to?"
Ming Lanruo's slender body suddenly pressed against his hot body, and she instinctively stretched out her hands to support his chest. Under her hands were his delicate but explosive chest muscles.
His warm hand, and the touch of hot and slightly sweaty skin made her face turn red instantly. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's too close. I...can't...can't help you take off your clothes."
Cang Qiao lowered her eyes and narrowed her sinister eyes as she looked at the girl in front of her who was trying her best to act well-behaved.
Tsk, his little free-range female cat was really suspiciously well-behaved today.
