Suddenly, she snorted, as if she could hear the sound, and grabbed her hand unconsciously into the air. Seeing this, the two of them couldn't help but take a step forward.
Long Feili sat on the edge of the bed, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Is that seventh brother's friend so similar to Concubine Nian?"
Long Xiuwen seemed to realize that he had lost his way, and knelt down and said, "This minister is rude, please forgive me."
The distance during the day seemed to shrink at this moment, and Xuanji, who was sleeping, was lured by the scent of ambergris, and slightly arched towards the warm source next to her.
Although there were other people around, Long Feili couldn't help but tighten his heart.
He liked her dependence at the moment, took her into his arms, and simply ordered Long Xiuwen to evict him, "Seventh brother, I will send you away soon."
Long Xiuwen was still kneeling on the ground and whispered, "I retire."
The scene just now revolved in his mind. The man in the bright yellow robe rubbed the fingers of the man on the woman's lips. When he opened the crystal curtain and walked out, he couldn't help but look back, only to catch a glimpse of Long Feili's chin lightly. Resting on Xuanji's head, he was looking at him thoughtfully, with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth.
His heart sank, and a feeling of teaching people to peek into his heart emerged spontaneously, but there was no change in his face, and with a slight smile, he walked away quickly.
When the footsteps slowly disappeared from outside the hall, Long Feili raised his lips and smiled. Seventh brother, Long Xiuwen. He hadn't even thought of getting the antidote from him. Tonight, just to see this side and say a few words. Sure enough, just a few short conversations, quite interesting!
There was a soft breath, and there was just a hint of waking up, and soon she fell asleep again. Her body is too weak... After condensing the person in his arms for a moment, Long Feili gently put her back on the bed.
Glancing at the curtain, he said slowly, "Come in."
Ziwei's figure immediately appeared in front of him.
"My lord, Miss Ruyi has prepared a small banquet, please go to the Jingshe in the suburbs of Beijing to gather."
Long Feili frowned slightly, and said, "I don't want to go, so I said I thank you girl, for spreading my words, now the situation is difficult, she can't go to the Jingshe any more, I will arrange a time to have a good time with her later."
"According to the order."
Ziwei led the way, brushed the crystal curtain, and the beads swayed slightly.
His gaze returned to the face of the woman on the bed.
How many days will he be able to stare at her so recklessly? It never occurred to me that there would be times when I would give in. Well, he finally lost his last bet.
In fact, it is not impossible for him to force her to stay by his side. It was just a moment of chaos at the beginning. Do not! She would never be cruel to let her mother and the people of Phoenix Eagle Palace die innocently.
As long as he kills one person in the Phoenix Vulture Palace and kills the chicken to show the monkey, it is enough to make her submit. It's just that he doesn't want to force her anymore. There was too much rift between them.
No matter how difficult things are in the courtroom, there is always a solution. As for her, he can only wait now!
Glancing over the box beside the crystal curtain, the small book was put back again.
She made him a birthday present.
That night in Bixia Palace, he heard her maid Cuiya say that she made a gift for him, and she was seriously injured. He took her back to Chuxiu Palace, and impatiently sent someone to take her Bring back the gift.
That's a full book of things. His and her are always interesting. He likes those gifts very much, but they can't be realized.
He laughed at himself, suddenly took her back into his arms, put his fingers on her lips that had lost their blood, and slowly kissed her.
However, today is his birthday. Who knows, will she be able to survive for three days, and will he definitely get the antidote? She asked Dr. Cui to give her a dose.
When he saw her waking up, he seemed to be slightly startled, holding her face in his hands, leaving her lips, and staring at her with squinting eyes.
The atmosphere was awkward, Xuanji smiled wryly.
"Happy birthday." Finally, she still spoke.
A tall and slender figure leaned against the slightly opened door of the room, squinting to look inside.
The candlelight in the room was dim, and there were clothes all over the place, men's and women's.
"My lord."
Listening to that charming and emotional voice, the smile on Long Xiuwen's lips became colder and colder.
The women were sent by officials from the DPRK and China to flatter them.
Appearance, figure and taste are all excellent, and it is best to use it to vent.