King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 89 Your Hands Are So Cold
"The flower picker?" Han Yujue and Shen Xiao couldn't help asking back at the same time.

Could it be that this Zhan Qingying also came after the flowers to find the fragrance?

Han Yujue leaned on the table with his chin in his hands: "Can you explain in detail?"

Zhan Qingying saw her delicate expression, couldn't help coughing a few times, and said seriously: "Forgive me for the detailed task content, I can only say that several distinguished ladies have either disappeared or disappeared recently. Judging from the method of committing the crime, it must have been done by Hehuan Palace. Following the clues, I can conclude that the thief is in Jiuyin City.”

The young ladies who were killed were naturally not only ordinary nobles, but also members of the Chifeng royal family.

Han Yujue pondered for a while, then smiled again: "Thank you for coming to tell me."

Zhan Qingying was slightly stunned, and this time there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You're welcome. That's all for now, take care both of you."

Afterwards, his figure gradually dissolved into the air, and just disappeared and left.

Shen Xiao said disdainfully: "Young people nowadays can't walk in a normal way, they have to show off their skills."

Han Yujue giggled and said, "You're the one who pretends like the wind, and you still have the guts to talk about others."

outside the window.

Zhan Qingying's eyes, which were always as calm as water, finally had a ripple.

Looking at the Milky Way twinkling in the night sky, he murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill this girl..."

On this side, the room was still brightly lit by candles.

"We and the assassin brother chased two clues about Hua Xunxiang and Hehuan Palace, and finally arrived at Jiuyin City. There must be something tricky here. Unexpectedly, this Buddhist city was born piously on the surface, but secretly it is like Hehuan Palace. The cult got involved," Han Yujue thought.

"That's right, they were all crawled to the head of the bed. Look at how dangerous this place is. Let me protect you under the quilt in the middle of the night..."

"Do you know how to shrink bones? Why don't you hide in the chamber pot and protect me."

"What kind of chamber pot does the little girl use, the cold night is long, come and feel the warmth in my brother's arms~"

"There is a hole in the brain."

Xiaoqi stretched out her two hooves and rested on the edge of the bed: "Stop chatting, I'm so sleepy..."

"Even the dog is sleepy, so don't be so persistent." Shen Xiao lifted the quilt and wanted to get in.

Han Yujue quickly grabbed the quilt at the other end: "Don't grab my quilt! Go over there and get a blanket to wrap it under the bed!"

"How can my body fit under the bed..."

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the silhouette of a person passing by outside the window.

Han Yujue and Shen Xiao looked at each other, Shen Xiao blew out the candle in one breath, and got into bed with Han Yujue.

"Could it be that brother Zhan left and returned?" Han Yujue asked in a low voice.

In the small dark space, her pair of eyes are still shining brightly.

"..."

Shen Xiao just wanted to speak, but he felt Han Yujue's breath in his breath, so he had to concentrate and swallow all the words back to his throat.

But no matter how he calmed down his emotions, this ambiguous space still made his mind start to turmoil, and even the purple pupils seemed to be filled with a layer of black mist due to some kind of emotion.

Although he kept pestering him to hide in Han Yujue's bed, but that was just playing with his little zombie, but now, he was afraid that he was going to really get angry.

Han Yujue didn't notice Shen Xiao's increasingly disordered breathing, and whispered in his ear, "Listen, he opened the window."

Now, every cell in Shen Xiao's body could feel the faint fragrance of jasmine from Han Yujue's body.Not to mention opening the window, even if the gongs and drums were beating next to him, he would not be able to hear it.

She loves eating jasmine flower cakes, and even her body seems to be covered with that sweet and sweet smell.

He remembered that he once taught her sword moves in the Han Mansion. It was originally agreed to aim at a stone one mile away, and if she hit it, she would be rewarded with a piece of jasmine flower cake.But when Han Yujue made his move, the rule became that he aimed precisely at the rocks one mile away, and he was not allowed to blow away even the rockery in the garden, so that he could eat jasmine cake.

"I didn't expect that I was so powerful."

Han Yujue's innocent face appeared before his eyes again, and he couldn't help chuckling.

"Hush." ​​Han Yujue squeezed Shen Xiao's hand lightly, motioning him to keep quiet.

When touching Shen Xiao's hand, Han Yujue was slightly taken aback.

Contrary to Murong Che's warmth, Shen Xiao's hands were still so cold, not as cold as a human should have.

She couldn't help but said in the lowest voice: "You are always so cold, you should wear more clothes."

Shen Xiao was startled: "I... am cold?"

"The palms and backs of your hands are as cold as ice, haven't you noticed?" Han Yujue heard the worry in Shen Xiao's tone, a little suspicious and a little worried. "There is something wrong with your body that you said before. Could it be some kind of illness? Will it be serious?"

"Are you worried about me?" Shen Xiao smiled and wanted to put his hand on Han Yujue's, but just as he stretched out his hand, it stopped in mid-air, and finally retracted silently.

"If you die suddenly now, I will be troubled too." Han Yujue said honestly.

Except for him, no one can teach her wind attribute sword moves, and he repaired the cracks on the dragon bone sword.

"With you, a willful little apprentice who goes around everywhere, how can I die with peace of mind." After Shen Xiao joked, he softened his tone again, and said softly in the gentlest voice in his life: "I use the Cold Wind Sword , It's normal for your body temperature to be low, you don't have to worry about it."

"You're worrying too much, and I'm not too worried." Han Yujue muttered, concentrating on the movements in the room.

The man had already entered the outer room through the window, and was carefully observing the inner room through the screen.

Han Yujue stretched his hand around Shen Xiao to touch the keel sword on the bed*, the inevitable skin-to-skin contact, Shen Xiao could only forcibly suppress the urge to hug her into his arms.

"Hey, your ass is on my sword." Han Yujue saw that the man had already groped behind the screen, and he still couldn't draw the sword, so he pushed Shen Xiao's thigh lightly anxiously.

This action was tantamount to fanning the flames, and it made Shen Xiao forget all the seal promises a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

He gently stroked Han Yujue's slender waist: "Little zombie, if I..."

"what!"

Han Yujue let out an exclamation, and the sword he just drew flew out of his hand, piercing the heart of the night raider, and firmly nailing it to the screen!
Throwing off the quilt and getting off the bed, Han Yujue picked up Xiaoqi who was at the foot of the bed and shook it, and Xiaoqi burst into flames immediately.

She took Xiaoqi's tail and used it as a lighting lamp, and saw a man in night clothes with a sword stuck in his chest on the screen, with his eyes wide open, as if he was caught off guard, and he couldn't wait to die.

"Cruel, too cruel." Shen Xiao finally sat up and sighed behind Han Yujue. "I didn't expect you to be such a little zombie."

"I wanted to capture it alive, why did you suddenly tickle me!"

"..."

Shen Xiao felt depressed, he would have known that the position of his hand had been moved up just now...

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