If Ming Lan remembered that he just stared at what he didn't know what he was thinking, she instinctively vigilant.
The other party looked at her terrible eyes, familiar and strange.
"I have been in a bad heart since I was a child, and I scared the princess when I became sick." But the next moment the scholar seemed to bow his head with embarrassment. The demon -speaking scarlet of his eyes became fragile and fragile.
If Ming Lan is a little stubborn, maybe ... it is her illusion.
This little scholar knows that she is not an ordinary person, how can she dare to look at her with such desire.
She coughed lightly: "It's okay, I'll give you the pulse when you have time."
The hidden scholar nodded and whispered: "I have prepared a hidden new house for you, and there are hot water, do you come with me?"
If Ming Lan groaned, she really didn't want to stay with Guan Hongye today.
She nodded: "Okay, thank you."
The two went downstairs together, and there were many officers and soldiers downstairs. The guests dared not show up.
An officer who was drinking looked at her, her eyes were bright, and her eyes whispered and laughed. I don't know what to say.
That gaze made Ming Lan uncomfortable, she turned away and couldn't help frowning: "Do these people do not plan to leave?"
Suddenly the scholar raised her hand and pulled her sleeves, whispered: "They said they didn't find an assassin, so they had to be stationed in the inn, you must be careful ..."
If Ming Lan turned to look at the scholar's low and pale expression, comforted him: "Don't be afraid, what do they dare not."
Jinghe will soon bring the mother's will.
The scholar glanced at her and lowered her long eyelashes again: "Well."
The Yin Shu Sheng took her to a room deep in the corridor and opened the door: "The princess please come in."
The room is quiet and elegant, the bedding is clean, and the hot water has been installed in the bath barrel behind the screen.
Ming Lanruo is very satisfied: "Very good."
This book is interesting.
The scholar hesitated, whispered: "I look at the door for the princess, you bathe in the inside."
Ming Lanruo turned his face in surprise and looked at him: "What do you say?"
"The lonely men and widows should not be in the same room, but those officers and soldiers are underneath. I am afraid that they will break in again." The book sighed, lowered his head, and white jade -like ears flushed.
If Ming Lan looked at him weakly, he had no courage to do anything to himself.
Jingming is not there. The mixed accounts and soldiers underneath also made her a little worried.
Ming Lan nodded politely: "I am annoyed."
She turned around and pulled up the screen and started to unsolved with wide clothes. She hung her robe on the screen.
Looking at the hot water full of barrels, her white feet ordered a little water and tried the water temperature, so she stepped into the bathtub.
The warm hot water overwhelmed the soft skin, which brought the comfort, so that she sighed satisfaction, sitting on the side of the basin and starting to wash her hair first.
"The princess likes it?" The scholar sound was soft outside the screen.
If Ming Lan narrowed the soft and bright eyes with satisfaction: "Like it, it's hard."
Too comfortable.
After a day of tossing, the hot water resolves the god of Ning Shen.
"No need to thank, the niche is also very happy to do something for the princess. I wonder if I can follow the princess in the future to play for you?"
At the table outside the screen, the scholar leaned elegantly and lazily on the table, peeled with a knife to cut the apple.
He enjoyed the beautiful beauty reflected on the screen in time, watching her widely solve it.
The screen material is quite special. Once the light is turned on, from the outside, you can see everything in the screen, but the people inside have nothing to do.
On weekdays, the sides of the East Factory, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs are mostly used for interrogation walls. The prisoners do not know that there are people next door.
The hazy candlelight hit a seductive soft light for Ming Lan's slender waist, and her delicate and vulnerable butterfly bones were unusually seductive.
He licked the corners of the scarlet lips, and the long and long eyes narrowed like a fox.
The beauty behind the screen knew nothing. She only frowned. Does this book want to rely on her?