The slender eyes of the scholar were fragile and empty. He slowly released his hand. The slender fruit knife cut out the wound in his whimpered palm.
Blood flowing out of the palm, a small piece of blood stain, quickly infiltrated the tablecloth, but it seemed to be immersed in tears.
He looked at him for a long time, slowly spit out a slightly sweet bloody smell of throat, and pressed down the blood and blood.
for a long time......
He took the Pazi to wipe his palm bloodlessly, and smiled gloomy with scarlet thin lips: "You can afford it and let it go."
Ming Lanruo listened to the cold and gloomy tone and familiar with it.
She was shocked and immediately sat straight: "What do you say?"
The scholar turned around, and the voice returned to usual again: "Nothing, have you finished bathing, after bathing, I will prepare some supper for the princess."
If Ming Lan was slightly stunned, he saw that Cang Qiao was just his own illusion.
The weak scholar stood by the window, and it still looked like.
She still nodded: "Okay, you go, just don't call my princess, it is easy to expose your identity, you still call me the little lady of the Ming family."
Little lady is a folk name for young women, and there will never be mistakes.
"Yes, the little lady." The scholar left the room silently.
If Ming Lan packed up, he got up and turned out, and then saw a bit of blood stains on the desktop, and a red apple.
She frowned, did the scholar cut their hands? Don't squeak?
She got up a little bit and walked out of the door.
When she went downstairs, the sky was completely dull.
There are only a dozen fully armed officers and soldiers who are still searching for them. The guests are still drinking and eating meat. The guests have hid in the room early, and no one dares to make the head.
When she saw her appearing, those officers and soldiers began to sweep her beautiful face and dazzling figure.
This time, they drank too much, and even raised the sound unscrupulously--
"This is when the search just now, see the one on the bed?"
"How about, this is good for the little girls in the field, right?"
"Hey ... the little face is really beautiful, thin skin and tender meat, leaning on the man's arms, alas ..."
If Ming Lan is cold, he will go back.
But I didn't want to take two steps, and suddenly I came around in the middle: "Oh, little lady, how can we hide when you see us."
This person who is full of alcohol is clearly the captain who just searched.
She squeezed her fists and looked around with a cold face: "What do you want to do?"
"Yo, why did you get cold? This attitude was not a good people!" The captain laughed insignificantly, approaching her.
He was tall, forcing Ming Lan to take a two steps in disgust to avoid his wine.
There were several officers and soldiers at the side to look at each other, and hippie smiled and helped: "The officials and men also want to help the little lady searches for you and confirm whether you are an assassin."
"Come with the officials and leave you to leave safely!" The captain leaned out of Ming Lan Ruo's chest.
This little lady is old incense, and she can be seen here when she stands here.
Ming Lan Ruo narrowed his eyes dangerously, and touched his hand silently towards a bag in his sleeve.
But as soon as she moved, she heard a carefully "嗤", and the captain widened his eyes instantly, covering his nose and fell back without a word.
A group of soldiers were stunned. Watching the captain suddenly spit out his mouth on the ground, sheep epilepsy twitched, and after a while, he started to bleed.
Regardless of the Ming Lan Ruo, they hurried up to check: "Captain, what are you? Captain!?"
If Ming Lan was stunned, she hadn't shot yet. Why did this person arrive?
"Don't say anything, follow me." A cold voice sounded in her ear.
The next moment, she was pulled and ran back.
If Ming Lan looked intently, the person who hid himself was a hidden scholar, and did not struggle. This chapter has been completed!