"Why don't you come back?" On the other end, Nan Liyue urged coldly.
"The cup... the cup is not clean. I'll take it and wash it before I come back." Without waiting for Nan Liyue to ask, Luo Qianhua picked up the wine pot and jade cup and ran out the back door. She rushed to the edge of the back garden pond in one breath, and then without hesitation, raised her hand He raised his neck from the pot and poured Qianmi into his mouth. After drinking it, he felt really good. He was in a state of ecstasy and couldn't stop. He drank up the whole pot without leaving any drop.
This is what Nan Liyue owes to herself! While comforting herself, Qianhua leaned into the pool, put down the wine bottle and scooped up a full bottle. Then she ran back to the study room, passed through the curtain and flashed in front of Nan Liyue, and poured it for him in person. A full cup, a cup of clear water!
Nan Liyue was reading the documents carefully at that time, and she was extremely engrossed in the reading. Seeing the jade cup being handed to her, she subconsciously took a sip, because the jade cup already had the aroma of drunken honey, and Nan Liyue didn't really care about it. As for the mouthful of water that was poured in violently and smoothly, naturally, Nan Liyue also vomited it up very quickly.
"What is this?" The voice was gloomy as if it came from hell, and the wolf eyes were piercing like thorns. Although the anger in his heart never caused a tremor on his indifferent face, this cold devil was indeed angry, and his anger was cold. A chill spreads.
Qianhua didn't regret trying to punish him, but her little heart couldn't stand the fright. Her back felt cold and her scalp was numb. She trembled and argued, "I don't know either! There was just a pot on the table, so I took it." Waiting for you, I don’t know what’s inside…”
"You go out." With no choice, Nan Liyue stopped looking at Qianhua with a gloomy face, and ordered her to disappear immediately in a deep voice. Qianhua gloated and thanked her, then raised her hand diligently to take away the wine pot and jade cup: "I'll clean it up for you."
There was a hint of cunningness in the eyes of autumn water. As soon as Luo Qianhua finished speaking, her elbow accidentally knocked over the golden ink inkstone. Golden ink instantly splashed all over Nan Liyue. The documents on the desk were not spared either. The pen holder fell down and the books were turned over. Flying away, Nan Liyue suddenly became a mess in front of her.
She stood up and pushed away the grand master's chair. She quickly went to save the documents on the desk without even wiping the ink on her body. Nan Liyue's face looked as gloomy as if she wanted to kill someone.
"Xiao Xiao resigned." Qianhua was afraid that the first thing he would do after rescuing Wen Wen was to kill herself, so she dared not linger any longer, so she turned around and ran away, rushing out of the study and out of Lenghua Palace, until she arrived. At the door of Xunmi Palace, Fang stopped and panted. He lowered his head and saw that he was still holding a wine flask filled with pool water in his arms. His heart skipped a beat and he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up for a long time.
"Fuck you, uncle Nan Liyue! The second marriage robbery has made it impossible for me to become a diva and become an immortal. My magic power is boundless. I can't kill you, a bastard who can kill a thousand swords!" Qianhua cursed and wandered into the honey-seeking palace, feeling very proud of herself. On this occasion, Yu Yaofang suddenly heard an unusual chirping outside the door of the boudoir, and then she ducked behind the door to eavesdrop on what was going on inside. The crowd was so noisy that the sick beauty could not rest.
"Why hasn't she moved? I haven't seen her change her posture since I opened the window just now!"
"Are you sick?"
"Still asleep?"
"Who can sleep with such big eyes?"
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This dispute was very strange, and Qianhua was confused after hearing it. After careful speculation, the situation was roughly identified as: Yaofang was too sick to move, and she still kept her eyes open when she fell asleep... That Isn’t he dead? (To be continued)