The Evil Emperor's Killer Wife: The Queen of Allure

Chapter 101 [Where is she going to sleep? 】

"I'm laughing. Who made the bed? It's so useless..." Gu Man gave him a strange look, and spoke slowly.

"That's right, when I find out who made it, I will definitely steal his house! Hmph!" As he spoke, Gu Man stepped onto the soft couch first!
One turned over and turned his back to Gu Man.

The corner of Gu Man's mouth twitched, the bed collapsed, it's still early, where is she going to sleep?
Helpless, he finally lay down on the cool chair by the window.Fortunately, the preparation was big enough, so I fell asleep comfortably.

…………

When she woke up, Gu Man was sleeping on a soft couch, and...beside her, there was a note.

"I've already applied that ointment for you!"

It's very simple, flamboyant, I have to say, he writes beautiful calligraphy.

Gu Man stretched out her hand to touch it, and the ointment on her neck had already dried up.

After washing up, sitting in front of the dressing table, she unexpectedly found that the bottle of ointment that Nangong Wenqing gave her that she had put on the dressing table had disappeared.

However, there was an extra bottle of medicine that Nangong Bitong brought!

I searched for it several times, but couldn't find it. I thought to myself, since she was obviously placed on the dressing table, she shouldn't have disappeared.

but……

I had no choice but to ask, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head nervously, as if she was afraid of Gu Man's suspicion.

Gu Man thought about it, last night, only Nangong Bitong came, so, tonight, I'd better ask Nangong Bitong.

In the morning, Nangong Bitong seemed to have ordered someone to carry the big bed out and replace it with a new one.

At that time, everyone looked at Gu Man with ambiguous expressions...

Gu Man looked bewildered, and then, she thought of a terrible guess. These people didn't think that the big bed collapsed because of her and Nangong Bitong OX...

Sweat... mad sweat...

Of course, it's hard to explain this kind of thing. I'm afraid that the more you explain, the more you cover it up. In the end, it will become darker and darker.

So, wearing a veil, with a dark face, watching the group of people coming in and out, my heart was filled with panic.

That night, Nangong Bitong did not return to Shuiling Palace.

(End of this chapter)