Emperor's Women

"Why, you're not satisfied?" Rong Chengjin didn't miss the small flame at the bottom of her eyes, but she seemed to see it. She still had an elegant face and said: "according to the royal rules, even if you enter the government as a concubine, you must come from an official residence. I don't think you're a lady of a family. You shouldn't lose your treatment like this?"

Fang Yan looked at him and didn't speak. She can almost make a diagnosis now. The guy in front of her is too deep into the play. He is schizophrenic to distinguish between reality and illusion.

She really shouldn't quarrel with a madman, who is deliberately humiliating her.

Looking at her appearance of trying to bear it, Rong Chengjin's lips couldn't help raising slightly and approaching her again. The tip of her nose almost poked her forehead. Taking advantage of her body shape, she looked down on her and said, "don't be too greedy. Otherwise, just you break into my house at night, I can punish you with the crime of Assassin."

From Fang Yan's point of view, the only thing in his vision is his curved and beautiful lips. Unfortunately, the words from this mouth are really hateful.

Helpless sighed, Fang Yan's voice suddenly softened a little: "it seems that I have no choice?"

Rong Chengjin smiled and said, "smart women always know what kind of choice is best for them."

Fang Yan tilted his head back slightly, looked at him from a distance, smiled and said: "speaking of, there are not many good-looking men like you, but it's a pity..."

External praise is common to Rong Chengjin, so Fang Yan's appearance of wanting to talk and stop provoked his curiosity and said, "what a pity?"

Fang Yan Yingran smiled and suddenly knocked on the beautiful face.

Rong Chengjin didn't expect. At such a close distance, she didn't even have time to take precautions. She heard a dull bang, and her forehead was right on the bridge of his nose.

One hit, Fang Yan followed a hand knife behind his neck. Hearing Rong Chengjin's stuffy hum, she fell in front of her.

The clamped wrist finally regained its freedom. Fang Yan rubbed it painfully. Then he looked at him again and said, "it's a pity that there's another one missing now."

Look at the nose blood seeping silently under the bridge of his tall nose. It's probably going to be disfigured, isn't it? Although he felt guilty of destroying a work of art, Fang Yan was instantly relieved at the thought of his words and deeds.

At present, the most important thing is to quickly find the return instrument and take this scourge back first. As for the accounts between them, they can be settled slowly in the future.

What should she do with Zimmer when she gets back? If he knew that she had such a relationship with the person he cared about most, what would he think of her? Is it impossible for her and him?

Loss and uneasiness gradually occupied her whole heart, and it was the man in front of her that led to all this. Thinking of this, Fang Yan's pain could no longer be restrained. The sharp blade on the ring immediately popped up and stabbed him with his hand.

However, at the moment when the blade almost pierced the cloth, she finally stopped.

Zimmer can't know about it. At least, she doesn't want anyone to know until she clears her mind.

Put away the sharp blade and Fang Yan looked around quickly. This should be his bedroom. The whole room is quite spacious and bright, and the furnishings are simple and simple. Although it is not as good as the pomp of the royal family, the quality and materials from the bed curtains to the furniture decorations are excellent. Even the flower edges on the windows have been carefully carved. It seems that it will cost a lot of money.

After looking around, she didn't find any clothes for her to wear. Finally, Fang Yan had to look back at the man in front of her.

He also had only a thin robe and trousers. Fang Yan really didn't want to wear the pants he wore. Finally, he just stripped off his robe and put it on himself. Although it's bigger, wearing a belt won't make you naked.

Next, she had to endure physical discomfort and began to rummage. Under the pillow, under the bed, cabinets, drawers, wherever she could hide things, she turned it over, but found nothing.

Did he really lose it? If you can't get it back, it's bad!

After thinking about it, I can only interrogate him. Fang Yan bit his teeth, turned and walked in the direction of the bed. Just walked without two steps, he suddenly stopped his steps.

Rong Chengjin, who should have been sleeping in bed, didn't know when to sit by the bed, because she only wore a pair of trousers and had a panoramic view of her healthy upper body. Those tight lines seemed to be interpreting some emotion. Obvious bruises can be seen on the bridge of the nose, and the original Junlang's face is also covered with a haze at the moment, and those deep bottomless eyes lock her tightly like a cheetah.

"How did you... Wake up?" Fang Yan was startled by his appearance. Although she was several steps away from each other, she retreated with some guilt.

She knocked him out. Why did he wake up so fast?

Rong Chengjin raised her hand and touched her red, swollen and painful nose. The center of her eyebrows tightened, and her black eyes narrowed into a narrow seam. Then he stood up slowly and walked towards her.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Yan shouted ahead of others. At the same time, he showed the sharp blade on the ring.

"The wild cat that can scratch people, you say, how to deal with it?" Qinglie's nice voice is very contrary to the dangerous breath he burst out at the moment. Rong Chengjin seems not to be afraid of the sharp weapon in her hand, approaching her step by step.

Fang Yan would not wait for him to take the initiative. One second before he was about to approach, he was in a good shape and was ready to use her lightness skill advantage to go around behind him and knock him unconscious again.

Although she was fast, Rong Chengjin was not slow. She suddenly shot at the moment she passed by.

"Ah!" Fang Yan whispered and hurriedly grabbed the scattered skirt and wrapped it tightly. That is, the subconscious action at this moment made her ignore the immediate danger. When she reacted, she felt numb all over, and the whole person suddenly froze.

"Despicable!" he even used such despicable means to make her lose her defense and light her acupoint!

Rong Chengjin coldly raised her lips, stepped forward to approach her, raised her chin with her fingertips, and looked at her face again and again.

Fang Yan immediately became alert. He instinctively wanted to escape, but he couldn't move. He could only drink aloud and ask, "what do you want?"

Not... Want to break her nose, too?

As if to confirm her idea, he raised his hand, brushed her eyebrow gently with his slender and clean fingers, and pointed his back down the center of the eyebrow to outline the pretty arc of her nose.

"I'm a small-minded person. I've always been a vengeance." Rong Chengjin said, flicking her finger and flicking her nose, and suddenly closed his finger and clenched his fist.

finished! Fang Yan hurriedly subconsciously closed his eyes and frowned, ready to meet the impact of his fist.

For a long time, nothing happened.

Fang Yan opened his eyes suspiciously, but saw that his sight still stayed on her face, with a trace of cynicism and playfulness in the dark bottom of his eyes.

You mean to scare her?

But anyway, Fang Yan was secretly relieved.

"Although I really want to let you taste this taste, but..." Rong Chengjin picked her eyebrows and said, "this face is plain. If it is broken, it will look more disturbing in the future."

What is plain? Who wants him to see it again? Fang Yan wanted to fight back, but he was afraid to provoke him again and let him make up a punch for himself, which would be miserable. So, she stammered her lips, and finally swallowed her words into her stomach.

Seeing that she dared to be angry but not speak, Rong Chengjin's stretched face eased a little, and her hand moved away from her face. However, just when Fang Yan thought he had escaped, his eyes fell on her hand holding the skirt tightly.

"Since you can't move on your face, then..."