Among the pile of white ointments was a newly developed one that she had recently developed in her free time, and they were all put together!
She opened her hands and wanted to snatch it away.
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly and turned her wrist to prevent her from grabbing it: "So, this is what Ruoruo suddenly said to me yesterday..."
"No, Jing Ming asked me to help develop this!" Ming Lanruo interrupted him with a straight face, pretending to be an upright doctor.
I'm sorry, Jing Ming, for borrowing your name.
Cang Qiao narrowed her eyes: "Oh, really? What is Jing Ming going to do? When playing with a big knife, wipe it on the knife to make it look better?"
Ming Lanruo said without changing her expression: "Last time you were poisoned, Jing Ming was also poisoned. There was something going on between her and Chen Ning. The two of them detoxified together."
Hearing this, Cang Qiao seemed a little interested: "Really?"
She paused, looked impatient, and said calmly: "Anyway, this is Jing Ming's private matter. This is her ointment. Don't move it, give it to me!"
Cang Qiao did not give her the ointment right away. Instead, she played with it for a while, sniffed it lightly, and asked lazily: "Ruoruo, how did I behave today? Is the Duke feeling a little angry?"
Ming Lanruo was stunned for a moment. Seeing that he changed the subject, she couldn't help but reach out to grab it again.
In addition, there were red marks and injuries on his handsome face and chest, so she softened her voice and said, "Of course the governor's behavior is very good."
Cang Qiao suddenly smiled: "As long as you are satisfied."
As he spoke, he suddenly held her wrist with his backhand, pressed her slender palm on his collarbone, raised the corners of his eyes, and sounded evil and evil, but his voice was gentle and slightly hoarse: "Then please reward me, little empress."
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Reward me...
Ming Lanruo looked at the fair skin under her palm, which had many scarlet or even broken red marks, but there was a sense of cruelty and destructive beauty.
His wounds were burning because of the damage...
She couldn't help but take a breath and narrowed her eyes.
The man beneath him had moved a bit too much just now. There was not much difference between his robe and his robe, revealing most of his pale chest and shoulders, and his swollen muscles were beautiful and wild.
Especially the red marks dotted on his chest, they seemed like decoration.
She tilted her head and looked at him, suddenly feeling that he was like a plant growing in the dark, pale but flamboyant, enchanting and dangerous.
He saw her eyes become strange, and suddenly chuckled, holding her hand, it slid down from his injured eyebrows to the high bridge of his nose to his lips, cheeks, Adam's apple, chest, lower abdomen... all the way down.
Ming Lanruo's palm was burned. She instinctively wanted to pull away her palm, but in the end she did not move.
Sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his breathing became hot, but his eyes did not leave her face, he only stared at her and chuckled: "My dear lady, are you really not going to reward me..."
Ming Lanruo remained silent, letting him pull her along to do whatever he wanted and fan the flames. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and suddenly pressed her knees, directly between his long legs.
She held his face with one hand and sighed: "What kind of reward does the governor want, like this?"
Her soft, plump lips had fallen on the wound on his brow bone, the red mark on the bridge of his nose, and her moist breath were intertwined with each other.
Then, her lips followed his cheek and slid down to his ear, and asked softly: "If you really reward me like this, wouldn't the medicine be in vain?"
These days, for the sake of convenience, she wears men's clothes, which makes her move very convenient.
This man is really a strange contradiction. He is obviously so sinister and deep, like a man in the abyss of midnight, full of danger.
But sometimes she occasionally shows this fragile and confusing look, like a bottle of beautiful glass.
I wanted to break him just looking at him.
Of course, it’s not certain who will be broken in the end.
No wonder the emperor is so obsessed with it, so dangerous and confusing, rather like a human-shaped Gu King.
Cang Qiao let go of her hand, looked up and fell on the soft couch, her long and messy hair scattered on the bed like silk, her brows and eyes were full of charm, and she smiled unbridled: "The little empress is my medicine, isn't it?
Did you say that?"
He hooked his fingertips on her collar and pulled her closer to him.
At the same time, he took the jar of white jade ointment and asked with a smile: "This ointment also smells like roses. Just now, the young lady applied the medicine for me. Now, I am waiting for the young lady to apply the medicine?"
She looked at his delicate Adam's apple with some fascination, rolling it slowly as he spoke, and said casually: "Well, take it easy."
As she said that, she opened his belt with her slender fingers.
Reward him, why not reward him? It’s about food and sex, not to mention his stunning beauty.
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows, her smile became more and more tempting, and she poured the white jade plaster on her palms and fingertips: "Of course, I will be very careful and careful not to miss any place."
Ming Lanruo closed her eyes for a long time without moving, only stroking his delicate Adam's apple, feeling the slightly tough touch under the velvet, and whispered: "Lord Governor, has anyone ever said that you are a beauty?
?”
Then, she put her slender fingers on the beauty's heart, endured the process of him applying the medicine, and thought absentmindedly——
It turns out that the Shura God of Killing and the beauty are just the difference between wearing clothes and not wearing clothes.
Ming Lanruo's skin is also very white, but it is milky white and has a vitality, which is different from his cold and bloodless paleness.
Cang Qiao was fascinated by the contrast and feeling of her hands on her body, like cold-blooded animals who naturally prefer warmer nests.
While he carefully applied the medicine to her little by little, he smiled casually: "Yes, but most of them are dead."
"Like Gu Er?" Ming Lanruo's nose began to ooze with sweat, and her eyes gradually became blurred.
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows, and slowly took her out of her clothes with her other hand: "It seems that this medicine is not very good, and I am still in the mood to think of that disgusting guy. Sure enough, doctors always have to try it themselves.
Only the medicine knows the effect."
Men's clothing is still much easier to peel off than women's clothing. The little empress is even more charming in men's clothing than in women's clothing, like a very beautiful and lively teenager.
He really likes this unyielding vitality in her...it can nourish him well and make him addicted.
Ming Lanruo closed her eyes, chuckled, and suddenly took off her hairpin and threw it aside. Her long hair curled up and fell on her slender shoulders: "Master, if you keep talking nonsense, the reward will be gone."
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She made the medicine herself and knew what she added.
Cang Qiao looked at her with fascination, showed her his hand, and sighed: "Look, that won't work. The medicine has been prepared. The little empress needs clear rewards and punishments before she can convince everyone."
He suddenly bent his legs, turned over, pressed her down inch by inch, held her face, and put her suppressed moan into his lips, respectful, humble and cruel.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."
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Jingcheng, Baicaotang, VIP waiting room
As soon as Xu Xiuyi led the maid in, she saw an uninvited guest standing inside.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?" She was stunned for a moment, then saluted respectfully.
Has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince "encountered" her too frequently recently?
In addition to poetry and wine banquets held by ladies and gentlemen, she would see the prince from time to time even when she went to restaurants, calligraphy and painting shops.
The prince looked at the woman in front of him, smiled politely, and stepped forward to hold her hand: "Miss Xu, there is no need to be polite. I have just come to court and am traveling incognito."
Xu Xiuyi remembered that her father had vaguely mentioned that the current Crown Princess was rejected by His Majesty and would be abolished sooner or later. The Crown Prince was looking for the next Crown Princess.
She took a step back and said sternly: "Your Highness is the crown prince, how can I be rude to you, a minister?"
The VIP waiting room of Baicaotang is specially used for distinguished guests to obtain medicinal materials. Naturally, anyone with status can enter.
When the prince saw her like this, he didn't take it seriously. He still smiled: "I heard that Mrs. Xu was ill. Miss Xu often came to choose medicine and seek medical treatment. She is really a filial daughter."
Xu Xiuyi said calmly: "His Royal Highness, you are too polite. Filial piety comes first, as it should be."
After saying that, she led the maid to sit aside like an old monk in meditation.
The prince looked at her beautiful profile, waved his fan with a half-smile, and didn't say much.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't like him, he can get the woman he wants, except Minglan if it's an accident.
