Marry a queen

"Is it strange? My master is an expert. There is no poison in the world that he cannot cure." Sima Luo's eyes were a little strange today.Looking at Shen Su'er a little strangely, or suddenly figured out something, the coldness on her body almost subsided.The elegance and cleanliness of the first time was restored.

"Then, that...then you should know something, right?..." That said, it was more in a questioning tone.

"I'm not interested in poison." She directly cut off her thoughts.

"……"disappointment.

He strolled up to Chuxue, examined it carefully, shook his head and said: "The poison in the body is born from the womb, it is difficult to solve, I am afraid that the days are gone. But..." When he said this, the light hidden in the bottom of his eyes It flashed, and it seemed that he had other plans. [

"But what?" Shen Su'er also followed behind him, asking nervously.Seeing Sima Luo's leisurely, calm expression, she gradually calmed down.

After a while, Sima Luo didn't reply.

Seeing his tightly pursed thin lips, Shen Su'er understood, sighed softly, and said helplessly: "Tell me, what are your demands?" If you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything, he will have no demands and she will doubt the authenticity of the news.

"Come back to Nanban with me." She simply said directly to him.

"Except for this." That's a clichéd request.With Chuxue's death as a threat, is it true that the result of the threat is that she will follow him back to Nanman, and Murong Jing will be injured?Chuxue got better after that, misunderstood again, misunderstood again! ……fainted!She could imagine the consequences of this kind of thing even if she used her brain a little, it was worse than not agreeing.

So, she said seriously: "I like Murong Jing. I don't know how long I will like him, but I will not leave him now. Change another request."

Sima Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, hiding a sense of danger, but he suppressed it, and his voice froze, "Do you think there is anything else you can negotiate with me besides this one request?"

"..." Xiumei frowned lightly.

For a long while, neither of them spoke.

Sima Luo was not in a hurry.

He walked slowly to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely, "Think about it first. I'll wait for you."