Su Ruotang's slender and long eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously asked: "What's the secret recipe?"
Mo Ronyan leaned close to her ear, his voice was loose and low, "The clouds on the temples are beautiful and golden, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night."
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, like a frightened kitten.
Dog man, put it so elegantly.
In fact, translated, it means rolling in the hibiscus tent, bed, and sheets!
His so-called secret recipe is the nourishment of sexual life!
She subconsciously hid back.
As soon as his slender body moved, his wrist was pinched.
The cool little jade cat on the man's wrist brushed against the back of her hand, bringing with it tingling sensations.
The consequence of wanting the secret recipe for beauty was that Su Ruotang was bullied by 'Xiao Xiaomo' that night until she burst into tears.
Before she lost consciousness, she vaguely heard the man's deep, hoarse voice echoing in her ears for a long time.
"Madam, are you satisfied with this secret recipe for your husband's beauty?"
So much so that all night long she dreamed of a good night and the secret recipe for beauty.
The next day, when Su Ruotang opened his eyes, he felt as if his whole body had been run over by a giant truck and was extremely sore.
"Are you awake?" As soon as he opened his eyes, a clear voice came from above his head.
Su Ruotang lazily raised his eyes and looked at the refreshed person, feeling very angry.
She patted the soft bed hatefully.
She really couldn't figure it out.
Why does the dog man look like he has been nourished every time, while she seems to have been sucked dry by the vixen?
Mo Rongyan lowered his eyes.
The girl who had just woken up had a clear spring in her bright peach blossom eyes.
In the blink of an eye, there are thousands of scenery and thousands of styles.
He closed the book in his hand, and his cold white fingertips fell between Su Ruotang's eyebrows.
His always clear voice was hoarse afterward, "Are you satisfied with your husband's secret recipe for beauty?"
Su Ruotang slapped the man's fingers away in shame, glared at him angrily, gritted his teeth, "I'm satisfied with your size!"
The arrogant ragdoll cat's furry hair and delicate and soft voice not only have no intimidation, but also exude coquettishness.
Mo Ronyan's Adam's apple rolled up, and he laughed softly, "It seems that the madam is not satisfied, and she must continue to work hard for her husband."
Su Ruotang rolled his eyes.
The dog man became shameless and didn’t even know what a face was.
"Okay, get up." Mo Ronyan stopped fussing her, pressed her sore waist, and helped her get up and get dressed.
As soon as I got dressed, there was a knock on the door.
Mo Rongyan pulled Su Ruotang to sit in front of the dressing mirror and said in a calm voice, "Come in."
Shen Shi gently opened the door and came in, handing the note in his hand to Mo Rongyan, "Your Highness, there is news from the capital that the Queen has been in close contact with Shen Feng during this period."
"The Third Prince's Mansion, Songxueyuan, is often visited by people."
Mo Ronyan took it and glanced at it lightly, "These people can't sit still after learning that the third prince's concubine has superb medical skills."
Shen Shi nodded: "Miss Qingwan imitated the third prince's concubine. She was so similar that no one noticed her."
"Purple Linwei deliberately let those people in, and they reported to the master respectively with 'satisfactory' news."
Mo Rongyan picked up the jade comb and gently combed Su Ruotang's black silk-like hair.
Hearing this, a chill flashed across his Qingjun brows, "Keep an eye on them and report their movements to your father at any time."
"Wait until we find the private army raised by the Shen family and capture it in one fell swoop."
Shen Shi responded respectfully: "Yes, Your Highness."
After Shen Shi exited, Su Ruotang frowned slightly and said, "Before leaving on the 7th, let me be careful about Su Qi."
"But I think Su Qi won't harm me..."
Mo Ronyan paused slightly while twisting her hair.
Then, he took the hairpin and gave her a simple bun.
He took the ointment on the table and took her white and tender hand.
On Su Ruotang's delicate palm, a red scratch appeared extremely abrupt.
Looking at the scraped skin on his palms, Mo Ronyan's eyes were filled with ink, "Anyone who hurts you will definitely make him pay the price."
Su Ruotang's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her tone was a little confused, "No. 7 didn't want to hurt me."
She could feel that No. 7's attitude towards her was completely different from the previous one at the edge of the cliff.
When they were at the edge of the cliff, No. 7 looked at her with vague murderous intent.
But this time, she didn't feel the slightest intention to kill.
Instead, the eyes that fell on her were extremely complicated.
It's like looking at an old friend again...
Mo Ronyan carefully applied the medicine on her palms and lowered her eyelashes to cover the emotions in her eyes.
He pinched Su Ruotang's wrist and blew gently.
Hot breath came from the palm of his hand, and Su Ruotang's fingertips curled up unconsciously.
The next moment, the man pinched her slightly hard and said, "Don't move, the ointment is not dry yet."
Su Ruotang lowered his eyes and landed on the man's wrist.
On the cold, white and noble wrist, the teeth marks are clearly visible.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Dip a little ointment into your long fingers.
"What's wrong? There are still..." wounds?
Before Mo Ronyan finished speaking, her white and tender fingertips fell on his wrist.
Su Ruotang's soft voice sounded disgusted: "I won't want you if you leave scars."
The girl's warm fingertips, moistened with slightly cool ointment, slid across her wrist.
Wisps of numbness flowed from the wrists into the limbs.
The corners of Mo Rongyan's lips slowly raised, "Xiao Haitang, you bit this, and the scar will be your mark."
The low, magnetic voice is full of laughter.
Su Ruotang's porcelain-white face suddenly turned red.
She took Mo Ronyan's hand, put the ointment in his palm, stood up and walked out, "You can apply it yourself."
Open the door and look into the six eyes.
Gu Shuya looked at her rosy little face, her eyes full of Noyu, "Looking at her face full of spring, our Tang'er slept well last night."
She deliberately emphasized the word 'sleep'.
Su Ruotang's face turned redder and she squeaked, "Sister Gu..."
Gu Shuya was so tender that her bones went numb.
She leaned on Tan Zhixi, acting like she was drunk, "Oh, Zhixi, hold me fast, I can't help anymore..."
Tan Zhixi supported her cooperatively and smiled softly: "I can't do it anymore, Tang'er has taken away my soul."
Su Ruotang's face turned even redder as she listened to the two girls talking to each other.
Mo Jinming smiled softly: "Let's talk about business first."
When he finished speaking, he suppressed the smile on his face and his expression became solemn: "There is a strange phenomenon in the border town. At night, the people cannot leave their homes."
Fu Beixian looked puzzled: "It's really strange. After the sun goes down, everyone goes home."
"The population is obviously not much smaller than that of Xicheng, but there is no night market."
Gu Shuya added softly: "There is no night market in the border town. It gradually evolved like this fifty years ago."
Mo Rongyan pondered for a moment: "Let's go shopping today. Shen Feng and the Queen have been in close contact recently. In a month, whether we find Beauty Without Tears or not, we have to return to Beijing."
Mo Jinming nodded: "Yes."
Su Ruotang rubbed her hot face: "Let's go out and walk around to see if we can find any clues."
Tanzhixi frowned slightly: "The city here seems to be full of flowers, but I feel that the people have strange expressions..."
As she finished speaking, the maid who brought breakfast came over.
After hearing her words, he immediately said: "Dear gentlemen, please do not go out at night these days. It is best not to go out at sunset."
