Evil concubine commits peach blossom

Now it's the middle of March, stepping on the pear blossoms all over the ground, turning around a few corridors, Fu Jingning finally walked into a room, put the woman on the ornately decorated mahogany bed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but spoke in a low voice : "If the Princess takes a rest, then Jing Ning will step down."

Hearing this, Mao Ting frowned slightly, and opened her eyes quickly. Although he saved her just now, she still gave him a vigilant look: "How do you know I'm awake?"

Although the make-up looked a little disgusting, her gaze was extraordinarily sharp at this time, like a sharp knife looking straight into the depths of the man's heart, which inevitably made Fu Jingning by the bed stunned for a moment.

"When the princess was in a coma, she had shortness of breath, not like a coma, but like asthma." He smiled extremely gently, but his eyes were flat.

While listening to the answer, Mao Ting carefully looked at this spacious and gorgeous room.The bed she slept on was made of carved mahogany, inlaid with jade and agate.The style of the whole house is more ancient than modern.

The high-quality mahogany tables and chairs, the beautiful pearl bead curtains, and the wooden dressing table are filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, and each place has an antique feeling without exception.

Coupled with the clothes of the two men just now, the surrounding landscape...

Suddenly, Mao Ting felt powerless, and she suddenly had a bad premonition...

I have crossed over! ! !

To confirm your conjecture, you must do an investigation.Looking around, how come there is a footman standing in every corner.

"Why are they all men?" Mao Ting asked suspiciously.Damn, these are all men, how do you investigate? I learned from my heart that communication between women is much easier than between women and men.

Hearing these words, even the fake smile on Fu Jingning's face gradually faded, and his eyes were icy cold.But it returned to normal in an instant, but the clenched hands still did not let go.

Even the male servants around were trembling. It's too bad that the princess asked this question. Is it the princess's new method to torture them?All the male servants closed their eyes in despair.No matter whether you answer or not, answering correctly or incorrectly will not lead to good results.

Sensing the man's emotions and the nervousness of the servants, Mao Ting closed the quilt, closed her eyes in bewilderment, and yawned lightly: "You go down first, I want to rest for a while." Strange, she was wrong What did you say?Changing faces one by one is faster than changing books, it seems that I should think about it carefully.

"Yes, Jing Ning still needs to go to the tent to have a look, the princess should rest well." As soon as the voice fell, the man disappeared.

Mao Ting on the bed frowned, and couldn't help shivering. Such a gentle person is like a wolf in sheep's clothing. This kind of person smiles softly one second, but can be soft in the next second. You are dead.

It's completely different from my brother...My brother is the gentlest person in the world. This kind of gentleness seems to be innate, and there is a gentle breath emanating from the inside, as gentle and warm as the sun.

Thinking of her brother, the woman's eyes darkened, brother, what are you doing now?