Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 437: Not a general pretense

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Ning Xuemo has heard that this was once a royal garden. Han Shanyue personally chose the site here, and then renovated it according to his favorite architectural style ...

Ning Xuemo, the director of this house, was unclear at first, but when he saw the current Tianshi Mansion, only four words came out in his heart--qingyou quaint.

Especially the word 'Tianshifu' is even more quaint.

Ning Xuemo couldn't help but take a look at Han Shanyue next to him. The painting master is also a calligrapher. Why doesn't he leave his own ink treasure in front of his house?

Han Shanyue and Ning Xuemo entered Tianshi Mansion while others waited outside the door.

Ning Xuemo thinks that this master Han is not ordinary pretend, but it is bathing and dressing. It can be done in her Jingyuan waiting house. Why must she return to Tianshi House with great fanfare?

Of course, he ’s not twice as big as her Jingyuan Waiting House, and the buildings in the house are quaint with the luxury of superiors. There is even a glimpse of the hot spring ...

Well, wait, isn't it a rare hot spring in the sky country? Only Prince Edward House has a glance. Why are there one here?

And this is much bigger than that of Prince's House.

The one looks like a large bathtub, and this one is a small pool, or a gourd-shaped hot spring pool.

When Ning Xuemo saw this hot spring, Han Shanyue had bathed and put on a robe.

His robe is different from ordinary Taoist robes. It is pure white like silver, with no dark lines flowing, wide sleeves, hem dragged to the ground, no pattern on the placket, only a black ink inlaid on the neckline. Obsidian, tightening his neckline, give people a sense of abstinence.

His figure is straight and handsome, his hair is not bundled, and he is scattered casually, and his hair flutters with clothes.

There are rows of maple trees on either side of the hot spring. In the autumn, the maple leaves were like fire, and the wind was blowing. The red maple leaves fluttered and fluttered around him. As his footsteps went up and down, but none of them fell on him. It seemed that he was afraid to stain his holiness ...

Ning Xuemo couldn't help holding her breath.

No wonder the ancient man made a word called "All over the country." This person really has the capital to win the country!

Let her, such a beautiful man who doesn't like small fresh meat, miss her heartbeat for three beats when she sees him!

He sat down on a jade stool next to him and tickled her: "Come here."

He made this gesture with a little charm in his laziness. Ning Xuemo glanced at him, but walked calmly: "What?"

"I'm not asking you to make a haircut for this seat?" Han Shanyue didn't know where to turn out a simple wooden comb and handed it to her: "Let this seat look at your craft."

Ning Xuemo is actually a little bit embarrassed. She has never combed her hair.

Also, she is lazy and troublesome. In modern times, she has a short, crisp hair.

If there is something to entertain, she has her own handy hair dryer to shape her.

In this era, she managed to learn two or three buns, which are suitable for the neatness of survival in the wild.

Her hair is not very straightforward. Now let her make the hair of Master Han Shanyue, or make him hair at the ceremony, she feels a little Alexander.

"Master, you can comb it yourself. I can't get it." Ning Xuemo didn't pick up the comb.

Han Shanyue glanced at her: "You don't need to be humble, just comb your way."