Su Ruotang took off his outer robe and threw it into the dirty clothes basket aside.
Take the clean underwear and go behind the screen.
Fulai Inn is built next to a hot spring, and the rooms on the top floor are all fed with hot spring water, ensuring that guests have hot water for bathing at any time.
It was already half an hour after Su Ruotang took a bath and came out from behind the screen.
He raised his hand and smelled it, and the faint scent of crabapple from the original owner came to his nostrils.
The tail of her beautiful eyebrows finally loosened up.
The bitter medicinal smell has been washed away.
The window curtains in the house have been lowered, it is approaching dusk, the light is slightly dim, and the carpet has been replaced with new ones.
Mo Ronyan was leaning on the bedside, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, not knowing what he was reading.
Su Ruotang changed into a silk nightgown with suspenders and a large-sleeved embroidered blouse.
The coat is hung loosely on the shoulders, exposing almost all of the delicate and round shoulders.
Her black hair was spread behind her back, and a few strands of naughty hair slid over her fair and smooth skin, falling on her chest and falling on her waist along the perfect arc.
As she moved around, the fresh scent of crabapple filled the air, diluting the bitter medicinal smell.
Maybe the fragrance was too alluring, Mo Ronyan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he sincerely praised, "Madam is really beautiful and fragrant."
Su Ruotang walked to the dressing mirror and sat down, took out the body lotion and wiped it on her legs.
Hearing his words, she raised her delicate chin arrogantly, "You still need to say this."
After these days of recuperation, the body's initial malnutrition has faded away, and its skin is whiter than snow, with smooth texture.
There is both the alluring coldness of the fairy Chang'e in the book and the charm and enchantment of the reincarnated Daji.
The two completely different temperaments blend together to be so beautiful that it confuses all living beings.
The sky was filled with rays of light, and the fiery red sunset shone through the half-open windows, filling the house.
Su Ruotang looked at the handsome man on the bed through the bronze mirror, thoughtfully.
The cold poison on Mo Ronyan's body needs Linglong Dan and Bi Tuomui, as well as Zhiyang Grass to cure it.
Linglong gallbladder is the gallbladder of a century-old python that lives in the Amazon rainforest, and Bitonui is the fish gallbladder of the female piranha king.
In her previous life, she had taken people to the Amazon rainforest, and used the most powerful cannon bomb to kill a century-old python.
Let’s not talk about whether we can find a tropical rainforest that meets the conditions in this other world.
Even if there is, the century-old python has been found.
But in ancient times when gunpowder was limited to the development of fireworks, if you faced a giant python, you didn't know how you died.
And the female piranha king can only be raised in the climate of a tropical rainforest.
There is only one river with a drainage basin of hundreds of miles.
And there are male piranhas guarding it, so trying to catch it is like fighting tens of thousands of crocodiles.
In her previous life, she had witnessed a palm-sized piranha bite an adult man's leg bone directly.
Not to mention the Zhiyang grass growing in the crater, which is guarded by salamanders.
That thing almost crashed her helicopter in a previous life.
Thinking of the embarrassing escape at the hands of the Salamander in her previous life, Su Ruotang's mouth twitched and she no longer even thought about applying body lotion.
She was at a huge disadvantage in this deal.
She turned her head and looked at the handsome man on the bed, "Can I divorce my husband?"
Mo Rongyan raised his eyebrows slightly, half smiling, "What do you think, madam?"
"I think it's okay."
"Really?" The man stood up slowly and threw the paper in his hand into the incense burner.
He walked to the dressing mirror slowly and gently pressed his hands on Su Ruotang's shoulders.
His slender fingertips went down her smooth shoulders and lifted up her coat that was hanging loosely on her arms.
A slightly cool touch hit her shoulders, and Su Ruotang's round toes curled up unconsciously as they stepped on the carpet.
She turned her head slightly to avoid the man's hot breath, "You...stay away from me..."
Mo Ronyan saw a hint of red appear on the tip of her white ears, a smile flashed in her eyes, and reached out to touch the red hidden in the black hair, "Madam, except for money and appearance, I have nothing left for my husband."
"Madam, can you really bear to... abandon your husband?"
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly spread the body lotion evenly, closed the lid, and said in a light and soft tone, "Let's see how your highness performs."
Mo Ronyan chuckled lightly: "When the incident in Xicheng is over, I will take you to a good place to relax."
Su Ruotang hummed softly and looked at the incense burner on the table, "A letter from the capital?"
Mo Ronyan straightened up, the smile in his eyes gradually dissipated, "The substitute who stayed in the Third Prince's Mansion was found."
Su Ruotang narrowed his eyes: "Is it a merchant? Or the Shen family?"
She thought that few people in her previous life could see through her disguise technique.
Unexpectedly, someone would find out in this other world.
"Shang Ruyan discovered it."
After a pause, Mo Rongyan's clear voice had a hint of danger, "But she didn't reveal it. People in the capital now say that the third prince likes men, so he left the third prince's concubine in the palace and ignored her."
Su Ruotang remained strategically silent: "...Those are all rumors."
Mo Ronyan picked up a strand of hair on her shoulder and played with it, then said calmly: "But my husband's reputation has been ruined by my wife."
Su Ruotang tilted her head, pulled her hair back from his hand, and smiled softly, "This thing is worthless and useless."
Mo Rongyan smiled hoarsely and straightened up, "Well, madam is valuable and useful."
Su Ruotang rolled her eyes when she heard his pun, "Aren't you going to the City Lord's Mansion tonight?"
"I'm not going, I'm going outside the city."
"Outside the city?" Su Ruotang's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Do you suspect that the poisonous man is still hiding in the mountains and forests outside the city?"
"Well, I plan to visit the upper reaches of the river again." Mo Ronyan's eyes darkened.
When he fought Poison Man No. 7, he looked above the river three times.
The movement was very subtle, and if he hadn't seen it accidentally, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Su Ruotang looked through the mirror and paused at his wound.
After a moment of silence, she said firmly, "I'll go with you."
Mo Ronyan walked to the window, opened the window curtain and looked outside, nodded, "Okay, let's have something to eat first, and we'll leave when it gets dark."
Because of Qian Xian's trust in Wu Yi, no one else was left on the top floor of the inn.
Therefore, they are not worried about alerting others.
After dinner, everyone divided their work.
Mo Jinming and Wu Yi went to the City Lord's Mansion, and Fu Beixian disguised himself as Wu Yi in case Qian Xian suddenly came to investigate.
Tan Zhixi and Gu Shuya stayed in Su Ruotang's room and pretended to sleep.
Almost at the same time, a carriage came panicking through the night outside the city.
