He lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a slight arc.
Seeing his expression, Qing Luo and Chang Yu looked at each other and thought that something was going to happen.
Chang Yu came over mysteriously and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ji, how do you plan to let the crown prince hide?"
"I have this psychedelic fragrance. When the King of Nanjiang is in the same room with her, he will fall asleep. What he thinks in his dreams is the purpose of his coming here. When he wakes up the next day, he will only feel that he has done better than Duke Zhou. I didn’t know that it was just a dream.”
Qing Luo looked at Ji Yanchen in surprise, her eyes full of admiration, "Is there really such a strange thing in the world? Can Mr. Ji give me some?"
"cannot."
As soon as Qing Luo finished speaking, Ji Yanchen coldly refused.
Looking at the leaving figure, Qing Luo glanced at Chang Yu awkwardly, "Why is Mr. Ji still as stingy as before?"
"How can his things be easily obtained?" Chang Yu asked helplessly.
On the contrary, these days, no matter how expensive his things are, he has used them generously without batting an eye.
In the past, his hobby was to stay in the palace of Prince Chu Xiang all day long to develop various exotic medicines. Now, he followed the prince to the southern border.
Although the King of Southern Xinjiang is also an overlord, Southern Xinjiang is not as prosperous as Yindu, with everything you need.
…
On a cool and breezy night, the stars in the sky are shining like countless silver beads, densely inlaid on the dark night. The Milky Way is like a faintly glowing white band across the star-studded sky.
In the room, Yin Luzhu was lying there as if he had no bones.
She had taken the antidote in advance, and at this moment, the incense in the incense burner was rising slowly, and the smoke was filling.
At this time, the servant's voice came from outside the house.
Then there was a somewhat rough male voice.
The door was pushed open, and the King of Nanjiang in a python robe walked in. He immediately saw Yin Luzhu sitting on the soft couch.
Standing up, Yin Luzhu nodded slightly, "I have met the prince."
The King of Southern Xinjiang glanced at her from head to toe, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes, "Are you in your forties?"
Yin Luzhu nodded: "Hui Wangye, yes."
Even though she lowered her eyebrows, she looked lazy, and she clearly didn't look afraid of him.
When those women usually saw him, they would either tremble with fear or kneel on the ground and tremble.
Over the years, I have met an interesting person.
He glanced at Yin Luzhu's charming and unparalleled face, "You look so handsome, you can rival your Majesty."
Listening to his words that were sarcastic towards Gu Tingfang intentionally or unintentionally, the corners of Yin Luzhu's lips curled up unconsciously, "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."
The King of Southern Xinjiang came over, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly staggered and fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at the King of Nanjiang lying on the ground, Yin Luzhu blinked in confusion.
what happened?
Did it happen so quickly? Didn’t you say that there is time for a cup of tea?
Chang Gu pushed open the door and entered.
He looked at Yin Luzhu with a flattering smile and said, "My subordinates will put him on the bed. Master, go sleep in another room. Mr. Ji said that he won't wake up until dawn."
Yin Luzhu didn't stay any longer and strode out.
She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, her eyes flickering slightly.
It turns out that the bright moon in southern Xinjiang is the same as that in Yindu.
