Meng Nan smiled and said, "I came to find the white girl on the emperor's order. Where is she?"
Seeing him with a gentle smile, the little palace lady stared at her with a pair of handsome eyes, her complexion became more and more flushed, and she hurriedly lowered her head and said: "The slave maid will take you there." The little lady has never seen Meng Nan, but she knew very well in her heart that she could be here. The identity of a man who walks in the palace and does not wear eunuch clothes is naturally not simple.
The little palace lady led Meng Nan to the inner hall. Bai Zhi was still asleep, there was no one in the hall, and a faint fragrance penetrated into his nose.
Not the kind of fragrance he is familiar with, Bai Zhi is not a person who likes incense.
"What kind of incense is this?" For some reason, he actually asked.
Shouldn't ask.
What can be said is like spilled water, how to take it back
The little palace lady also looked surprised. She didn't expect the elegant man in front of her to be so rude. After all, this was the boudoir of a former empress.
Although surprised, she still answered Meng Nan's question: "This is Ning Shenxiang, which is made by the girl herself."
"Ning Shenxiang? Did she sleep well?" Meng Nan's heart shrank slightly and asked anxiously.
The little palace lady lowered her head and said no more.
He lost his temper and said with a dry smile: "You don't have to think about it, I have met the white girl and are old friends."
The little palace lady was surprised, so she was so concerned about the girl.
Lifting the double-layered gauze curtain, Bai Zhi's bed fell into his eyes. The gauze tent was also hanging in front of the couch, and it was vaguely visible that there was a figure lying on the couch, motionless.
The little palace lady took a look, and said in a low voice: "The girl is not awake yet." She glanced at the little table next to the couch. There was a bowl on top of it. There was black medicine sweat in the bowl, and the heat was gone. .
"Oh, the medicine is also cold, why the girl hasn't taken the medicine yet." The little palace lady hurriedly raised the medicine bowl and said to Meng Nan: "I'll heat up the medicine. Go out and wait. The girl finally sleeps. Now, don't disturb her." After speaking, the little palace lady hurried away.
Meng Nan answered softly, but didn't move her feet, looking straight at the figure behind the gauze tent.
Finally, he lifted a step and walked to the bed step by step.
Knowing that this was wrong, he couldn't carve himself. Those feet, as if they couldn't help it, went over there involuntarily.
Lifting the sand tent, that familiar face appeared in front of his eyes, a face that seemed paler than last night, closed eyes, and even breath.
When he got closer, the familiar faint smell of medicine penetrated his nose.
She is still her, the same Bai Zhi from the past, and has not changed.
Like a ghost, he sat down by the bed and looked at the hands that were outside the quilt. He wanted to help her put his hands back into the quilt so that she wouldn't catch the cold again.
But when his hand grabbed hers, he was never willing to let go.
The heartbeat is like a thunder drum, and there are two voices constantly fighting.
One let him go, and one let him continue.
He saw Bai Zhi's flat brow suddenly frowned, and he let go of his hand in fright.
What would she think if she woke up at this time and saw him like this
I really want to slap myself.
But when he let go of her hand and he realized that she was still not awake, the two villains in the body began to fight again.
I don't know which villain won, he finally stretched out his hand and stroked his eyebrows, trying to smooth her raised eyebrows.
When her fingertips touched her smooth and delicate skin, she couldn't bear to leave anymore, followed her eyebrows gently to outline her outline, and finally stopped at her slightly pale lips.