He Lanyin, who was so abnormal, was still very sensible. He quickly calmed down and controlled his restless hands. He sat down, held her ankle instead, lifted her skirt, and prepared to check the injury on her leg.
Sang Ning was indeed injured, but it only caused some bruises on his knees, and the skin was not even broken. The green branch was just a cruel trick, but the dog emperor fell into it.
"Stupid thing."
She snorted coldly and kicked her legs wildly, not allowing him to look.
But she was too sick to resist He Lanyin's "violence". In a moment, he held her legs down and lifted her skirt.
Autumn palace skirts have underpants.
He Lanyin pushed it up roughly, and two porcelain-white thin legs flashed into view. There was a blood stasis on the left knee. Other than that, how could there be any injuries? What blood?
The green branches are lying.
He glanced at her, who was timid and retreated as if she knew something was wrong.
When He Lanyin saw it, he suddenly felt that she was a little bolder. She dared to slip away even if he didn't say anything, and she dared to say anything when she opened her mouth. Maybe she learned from her master?
Sure enough, wherever there is a master, there is also a slave.
But he couldn't cure his master, and he couldn't cure her, a slave?
"You are full of nonsense and you should be responsible for your own words."
He gave the order coldly.
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
Before Luzhi left the main hall, he listened to the emperor's words and knelt down with a grimace. Without daring to delay, he raised his hand to slap himself.
When Sang Ning saw it, he felt that the dog emperor was bullying his own people, and he immediately became unhappy: "Lvzhi, get out!"
"Snapped!"
Lu Zhi was as smart as a fool, so he slapped himself hard, quite hard, as an explanation to the emperor, and then kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me."
After listening to Sang Ning's words, he retreated.
He Lanyin was not satisfied, but didn't say anything else.
He was more dissatisfied with her master and vented his anger on her, which was just to diffuse the anger a little.
Naturally, Sang Ning saw that the Dog Emperor was knocking on the mountain to scare the tiger, so he was very disdainful: "Your Majesty saw that I was unhappy, so he came to me and took out his anger on a slave. What kind of skill is that?"
Her words did not give He Lanyin any face.
He Lanyin had a sullen face, frowned, and said coldly: "Of course I am not as capable as you!"
When Sang Ning heard this, he was very curious: "I don't know what I am capable of? Your Majesty, please tell me. I can also use my strengths and avoid my weaknesses and make more use of them."
He Lanyin: "..."
Can't she hear sarcasm?
He suppressed his anger and said sarcastically: "You really made full use of your ability to make people angry!"
Sang Ning understood instantly: Oh, the Dog Emperor said she would make people angry!
Then she must get angry!
Thinking about it, she smiled evilly: "Your Majesty, does he know the three processes of making people angry?"
He Lanyin had a bad premonition: "What?"
Sang Ning was very serious about popular science: "You are so angry that you are deformed. You are so angry that you explode. You are so angry that you rise to the sky. It is a pity that His Majesty is currently in good condition."
He Lanyin: "..."
This demon concubine doesn't expect him to be nice at all!
He should leave, should throw up his sleeves and walk away, but he sat on the bed with his body rooted to the ground, his hand still squeezing her ankle. He glanced at her feet again. Those feet were really delicate and small, so white that they were shining. There were red ropes tied around the ankles. He knew that the red ropes had some blessing meaning.
Who tied it for her?
Emperor Yanyun?
He has never seen her cry for Emperor Yanyun, but he has seen her jump from the city tower for Emperor Yanyun. No, how could a waste like Emperor Yanyun get into her eyes? Unless she's blind! No, Emperor Yanyun dotes on her very much. One of them is lustful and the other is promiscuous and promiscuous. They have the same temperament. Maybe they actually have some affection!
What a damn affection!
He secretly withdrew his strength and squeezed Sanning's ankle painfully.
Sang Ning saw the Dog Emperor looking at his feet in a daze, and felt that he was even more perverted. Hum, he must have foot control, just like those ancient men, with deformed aesthetics and twisted hearts, so he felt particularly contemptuous: "Enough has been seen. Are you done yet?"
She wanted to pull her foot away, but he held it tightly, tighter and tighter, so tight that it hurt.
This is such a pervert!
She immediately felt disgusted with him: "I haven't washed my feet for three days. Your Majesty, if you want to kiss me, you'd better wash my feet first. Of course, you like the original ones, just pretend I didn't say anything."
He Lanyin: "..."
Who wants to kiss her feet?
Haven't washed your feet for three days?
Naturally, he didn't believe her. After all, he didn't smell it, but there was an indescribable fragrance. But no matter how fragrant it was, it was still feet. Who wanted to kiss her smelly feet?
She just changed her attitude! She actually thought he would kiss her feet? What kind of crap is in her head?
The more he thought about it, the more shabby he felt, as if he had touched something dirty, and he immediately threw her foot away.
"Can you think more clearly?"
He grabbed her skirt and wiped his hands.
Sang Ning saw this and said sarcastically: "Your Majesty, my thoughts are not clean, and my clothes are even less clean. I'm afraid they are not as clean as your hands! Your Majesty is such a pure and pure person! Let's go quickly! Don't be exposed to my filthiness." The air is polluted!”
He Lanyin heard her sarcasm and ignored it. Now he wanted to know the origin of the red rope on her ankle.
"Who tied this?"
He pointed at the red rope around her ankle.
Sang Ning took a look and thought for a moment. It seemed like the original owner's cheap brother Sang Qi had tied it? Before she married Yan State, Sang Qi knitted it with his own hands and tied it to her feet.
"Sang Sang, I wish you peace and joy in your life."
What a false blessing!
A proper plastic brother-sister relationship!
She was too lazy to recall more and said with a smile: "Your Majesty wants to know? Please beg me."
He Lanyin really wanted to know, but he wouldn't ask her. Since she didn't tell him, he would just cut it off.
"Someone's coming."
He shouted outside, and Wang Cheng ran in immediately.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Find some scissors."
"yes."
Wang Cheng agreed and hurriedly sent someone to find the scissors.
Naturally, there are no scissors in Yuesang Hall. Any dangerous things here have been cleaned up long ago.
When Sanning saw this, he thought he was sick: "What do you want to do?"
The Dog Emperor wouldn't be so possessive that he would mind a red string, would he?
He Lanyin did mind it, but he refused to admit it: "It looks annoying. It looks like an old thing from the Yan Kingdom. I hate it."
Naturally, Sang Ning didn't believe what he said, and deliberately said: "I am also an old relic of the Yan State. No, your majesty doesn't like the relics of the Yan State very much."
"Since when did I like you?"
A dead duck with a tough mouth.
Sanning didn't argue with him and followed his words: "Well, Your Majesty doesn't like me, but I like Your Majesty, very much."
She cooed, and at the same time, she stretched out her foot and tapped his heart.
She firmly believed that he was a foot controller and could lick her feet at any time, so she seduced him, thinking that he would break the rules so that she could slap him in the face - you still don't like her? His love is almost overwhelming, okay?
"Snapped!"
He Lanyin raised his hand and hit her on the instep: "It's indecent. Put it down."
But his self-control pissed her off!
She said that Feng Queyi was the male squad leader, wrong, totally wrong, he was the one, and he was also the moral guardian!
"Your Majesty really doesn't understand amorous feelings."
She looked into his eyes, showing disappointment: "Everyone in the palace knows that I belong to His Majesty. His Majesty indulged me in the carriage, tormenting me so much that I couldn't even get out of bed, and he protected me, a beauty and troublemaker, again and again. Your Majesty I am almost becoming the next Emperor Yanyun, but in the end, Your Majesty has not even tasted the taste of my lips. How unfair it is to Your Majesty! Why don't you just sit down and settle down? I am happy, and so is Your Majesty. Maybe Your Majesty has been happy once, and then you feel that I am not good enough. That’s it.”
She whispers like a fairy, bewitching mortals to fall.
Helan Yin tried to calm down, but his breathing became obviously heavier.
Yes, everyone in the palace knew that he liked her and that they had done it, so why not settle down? It's really unfair that he has taken his reputation for nothing, but he hasn't even tasted her lips!
Sanity is shattering.
He saw her sucking and biting his finger, her eyes as charming as silk, her palace dress falling apart at some point, her shoulders half exposed, her liveliness and fragrance, she really became a fairy.
