The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 66 You can get what you want

Tang Nineteen waited for Bitao to come and take her, her calf was held by both hands, and her rough finger pads rubbed against the bruised skin she hit.

"Itchy, Bitao, don't take the opportunity to eat your lady's tofu and take me out."

A hand held her hand.

The hands are very wide and warm, and the palms are full of rough calluses. This is not Bitao's hand.

She pulled out her hand suddenly: "Who."

"This king."

With a sigh of relief, he looked at her like this, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Why, you are not afraid of this king."

"Are you afraid that you will eat me, where is Bitao?"

"This king asked her to be busy, I will take you to a place today, let's go."

"Outside the mansion?"

She asked.

He nodded.

She hesitated for a moment: "Take me to listen to the music, my ears are fine. If you take me to see the scene, it will be a waste of time."

"You don't have to worry about it so much, you'll know when you get there."

Qu Tiange held her hand again, and the movement was very natural.

Tang Nineteen shrank his hands, afraid of falling to his death, so he honestly didn't move.

The two held hands and came out of the house looking very intimate. Bi Tao was under the eaves of the porch, moved to tears.

A blessing in disguise, her young lady finally got her long-cherished wish and got the attention of the prince.

Qu Tiange took Tang Nineteen out of the yard, and she started walking very slowly.

Outside, she is not familiar.

He slowed down: "The song you just sang, you composed yourself?"

"No." She wasn't blind before, she couldn't understand the true meaning of the lyrics, and naturally she couldn't compose such a song.

"Sing it again."

"what is the benefit?"

He chuckled and seemed to be in a good mood: "Do you always have to negotiate terms with this king?"

"Don't talk about pulling down."

"Heh, what do you want?" There was a pit on the left, and he gently brought her to his side.

Tang Nineteen didn't notice it, and was surprised that everything went smoothly along the way.

I tilted my head and seriously thought about what I wanted, and suddenly thought: "I want you to help me find someone."

"Who."

"Dugu Haoyue."

Almost as soon as Tang Nineteen said the name, Qu Tiange rejected it: "Impossible."

Tang Nineteen knew that he would say this, but still wanted to know the reason: "Why?"

"Because this person doesn't exist."

"You are talking nonsense. There are several records of punishment, so why don't they exist anymore."

Qu Tiange's voice became a little cold: "Dead, naturally it doesn't exist anymore."

Tang Nineteen was stunned: "Really?"

"kindness."

"It's a pity." It was a pity for a while, that person was the idol of Tang Nineteen, and the one she wanted to meet and learn from.

She was very familiar with the few penal records he wrote. When her eyes were good, she would read it once a day, and sip back and forth carefully to ponder the strange cases. Now she was told that the person was already dead.

Also, the last book of those books was three years ago. There has been no new book by Dugu Haoyue in the past three years. It turned out that he was dead.

"Don't worry about men other than this king in the future."

She still regretted that he suddenly said such a sour sentence.

Tang Nineteen joked: "You can't get it if you are thinking about it, why don't you think about others?"

"You want it, you can get it."

His voice was suddenly a little low, and Tang Nineteen's heart beat wildly.

Baby, is he flirting with her?

But I heard him add a little flat: "Of course, it's a dream."

"Grass!"

She said this word frequently, and it sounded like swear words, Qu Tiange thought, he will one day figure out what this word means.

(End of this chapter)