Chapter 22
The voice of drooling was extremely clear in the silent night.
"Shake, hold it calmly, there are many things that you can't do in the sky." Ye Zhongyuan's appearance of a righteous and awe-inspiring gentleman, but it contains profound meaning.
Di Fuyao's face suddenly blushed when he was seen through.
Ma Dan... She didn't covet his beauty, but felt the beauty of the good day... It's not right, bah bah, it should be this situation, the moon star is scarce, the beautiful boy is in front of her, she looked very seductive, don't look at the white Look!
Now that she was exposed, she didn't hold back anymore, instead she opened her eyes and looked at it openly and unceremoniously.
I found that this evildoer is really beautiful and beautiful, with black gilt eyes, a tall nose, moderately thin red lips, and even the skin is white and smooth, and I am ashamed to be a woman.
Di Fuyao calmed his mind, retracted his gaze, and looked at the scenery below.
Nanxuan Capital is brightly lit, overlooking from the sky, there is a unique scenery.
Ye Zhongyuan's flying speed was not hurried or slow, maybe he deliberately slowed down, let her appreciate it.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Fuyao said, "How long will it be?"
"Don't you like it?" Ye Zhongyuan raised an eyebrow and asked.
"What's so beautiful about the lights." Di Fuyao sneered. Compared with this vain sight, she wanted to regain her talent and let the brilliant sparks bloom from her hands. This is beauty!
Ye Zhongyuan chuckled lightly, the smile in his eyes was bright, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more beautiful.
Women love beautiful scenery, and they are so unique. They are really interesting people.
Soon, he took her to the Crown Prince Residence.
I don't know if it was the illusion of Emperor Fuyao, he was very familiar with entering the Crown Prince Residence, and seemed to come here often.
"There are secret guards everywhere in the Crown Prince Residence. I will lead them away first. You can enter the hall and wait for me." Ye Zhongyuan took her to hibernate in the flowerbed and whispered.
Di Fuyao nodded, "Be careful."
"Okay." Ye Zhongyuan's clear and sharp eyes smiled, smiles melted, and turned to leave.
He was so fast that he disappeared in front of his eyes when he blinked.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Fuyao felt dozens of killing auras exuding from the surroundings of the sleeping hall, and in the darkness, a figure was vaguely visible flashing towards the main hall.
Holding her breath, she quickly turned over the flower bed, scanned the surrounding circle, and opened the door of the bedroom when she was OK.
The reason for being so daring is that there is no lamp in the bedroom, which means that there is no one.
Di Fuyao relaxed his mind, and with ease in the dark, he began to search for that piece of Nangong Changqing's precious Yanshui jade.
searched everywhere for the cabinet and bed, but found nothing.
She stared slightly, common valuables, either carry them with her, or hide them in the secret grid.
There was a wall with an emerald dragon pattern screen in the sleeping hall. Emperor Fuyao stepped forward and touched it vigilantly. When he suddenly touched the dragon's whiskers, only a crisp click sound was heard. The emerald dragon pattern screen suddenly turned over, and she was caught off guard.
When his head hit the hard rock, Di Fuyao cried out in pain.
"Is it Xiao Xiazi?" A cold, indifferent but majestic voice sounded.
It is the voice of Nangong Changqing!
Di Fuyao was taken aback, and in an instant he saw the surrounding environment clearly. Behind the screen was a long corridor several meters long. At the end of the corridor, there was a vague sound of water flowing. She turned to go out but did not find a mechanism.
"Is it Xiao Xiazi?" Nangong Changqing's lazy and cold voice came from the end of the corridor.
"Yes~" Di Fuyao replied in a pretentiously shrill voice.
Xiao Xiazi was just a eunuch's name.
"What's the matter with the voice?" Nangong Changqing seemed to find something was wrong.
Di Fuyao's forehead dripped with sweat. Shouldn't this guy be so serious, aren't eunuchs all the same tone?
"Back to Your Highness, I ate something bad and my voice became hoarse."
She had no choice but to pick up a reason, deal with him, and find out where the agency was.
"I'm not here to bathe in the palace." Nangong Changqing said again, a bit of impatience in his cold voice.
Di Fuyao was going to slip away, but when he heard this, his eyes suddenly beamed.
Shower? !
Don't be crooked!
What she thought was that she had to take off her clothes in the bath, maybe she could find Yanshui jade!
"Good!" Di Fuyao readily agreed.
She walked along the promenade, the sound of the water was clear to her ears, and she cautiously poked her head out and swept it out. What caught her eye was a small waterfall linked to the temple. The pouring water poured into the hot spring below, and the heat was rushing and lingering. .
saw that Nangong Changqing was half of his body submerged in the water, as long as Mo's hair was hydrated and attached to that toned and firm body, with smooth porcelain muscles. He closed his eyes and lay lazily in the hot spring soaking in comfort.
Beauty bathing is suffocating! !
I'll enjoy it too much!
Di Fuyao stared at Nangong Changqing's perfect figure unscrupulously, and suddenly thought a little wickedly in his heart, wonder if he and Ye Zhongyuan, the enchanting evildoer, who has a better figure?
Ok! If there is a chance, the clothes of the two beautiful men must be cleaned, and stand together to compare and contrast!
"Xiao Xiazi." Nangong Changqing urged unhappily.
Emperor Fuyao ran forward happily, and when he saw it, he was dumbfounded.
He is already in the hot spring and there is no scrubbing tool here. How does she bathe?
Seeing Nangong Changqing impatiently waiting, he might open his eyes and find her at any time. Emperor Fuyao did not stop doing two things, simply put his two claws together!
When his hands were just covering his porcelain back, Emperor Fuyao thought silently in his heart, everything is to lift the seal, the necessary sacrifices are certain!
After firming her heart, her little hands began to rub Nangong Changqing's back vigorously.
"..." Nangong Changqing's face twitched slightly.
Only feeling a pair of warm and soft hands touching his back, there is a very awkward feeling.
"How about brushing?"
Di Fuyao replied in a sharp voice, "I'm sorry, your lord, I was too anxious when I came, and forgot to bring it."
With that, she rubbed harder and harder.
Lao Tzu rubbing your back with your hands is a blessing you have cultivated in a few lifetimes, do you dislike it?
"Slow down." Nangong Changqing frowned, only to feel that his back was hot and painful from being rubbed by those little hands. If he rubbed it with this intensity, he might be shed a layer of skin. But let’s not say that Xiao Xiazi's technique is good today. Although he is a little harder, he feels comfortable all over.
Emperor Fuyao lightly said, his shining eyes scanned around the pool, and when he saw that Nangong Changqing’s clothes were all placed on a long glass table, the corners of his mouth could not help but bend in a beautiful arc, and said in a sharp voice: "Your Highness, I'll get a bath towel!"
Nangong Changqing hummed indifferently, and continued to close his eyes to rest.
Di Fuyao moved lightly, searching the clothes on the long table but still did not find Yanshui jade.
At this moment, in the hot spring, Nangong Changqing slowly raised her arms and folded her palms. On her long, well-knotted fingers, she clearly saw a piece of white jade pendant tied to a red rope, and the jade pendant looked plain and plain. It was strange, but could see that there was a flame burning in the jade, the fire was like blood.