Evil concubine commits peach blossom

After changing clothes and putting on monkey makeup at the inn, when she returned to the Princess Mansion, the sky was already getting dark. Mao Ting arrived at Leng Xingju, stepped into the house, but found the silvery white sleeping figure at the desk .

The man was lying on the desk, and there were a few books that he had obviously read by his elbows. Mao Ting roughly scanned the titles of several books, including "On History", "Liliang Dynasty Political System", "Six Kingdoms", and frowned. Wrinkled slightly, he is just a hereditary bodyguard with great martial arts skills. He has been protecting the princess since he was a child, and became the princess's husband when he grew up. He is destined to live for her all his life.

Such a man is as cold as a bamboo, and his whole body smells like a book. If it is not because she knows that he has martial arts, anyone who sees his handsome face will only think that he is just a weak and delicate scholar.

Mao Ting looked at the sleeping man on the desk with complicated expressions. He had a quiet and handsome face, but his beautiful and delicate facial features were pale due to poisoning.The thin and black eyelashes make even girls feel inferior, the handsome nose seems to be dreaming of something beautiful, and the beautiful lips like cherry blossoms are slightly raised...

beautiful...

She couldn't help admiring in her heart, as a star in the 21st century, it's not that she hasn't seen tall and handsome men before, but this is the first time she has seen such a cold and handsome man.

Maybe it is because of this that she pays more attention to him, and she wants to cherish him inexplicably. Maybe, when he is quiet, she no longer puts on the expression of being indifferent to everything. He is the most real when he is indifferent.

The wind was blowing gently, as if accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, the night was coming, his body looked extraordinarily thin, Mao Ting quietly took a thin coat from the hanger, put it on Fu Jingning's shoulders, and gently backed out.

She knew that he hated her, but she hoped that he could be happy and live a life as happy as smiling in a dream every day.

She poured the antidote powder into the teapot, and when she walked out the door a few steps, she saw a servant rushing over with a cup of boiled medicine...

Mao Ting smiled lightly, so... that's fine.

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