Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 48: I was molested

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The thousand faces behind him saw this scene, not knowing whether he was going to rush to rescue his master at this moment, or whether he should raise his hand and cover his eyes first.

I said before the master came, no matter what the price is, let the night king agree.

Yes, does the package include this?

Master, is this the rhythm to be molested?

Rao Shi Lou Qingwu thought about countless cases of Feng Yege's refusal, and never thought that he would suddenly approach, and still get so close. Reluctant to see the emotional fluctuations on her face, she slowly lifted her eyes and met Feng Yege's deep pupils, and saw her face clearly in the bottom of his eyes: "I don't know Ye What does Wang mean?"

"Naturally, see if the value is worth it."

"Oh? What value is it worth?"

"This king wants to help you heal, so naturally he wants to seek some benefits."

"Then, what do you want?" As long as he has what he wants, she will do her best to help her.

"Whatever you are willing to do?" The cold fingertips stroked a strand of blue silk beside her cheeks, and wrapped it twice between her slender fingers. The jet black hair lined the jade skin, which was just right. Extraordinarily good-looking.

Lou Qingwu's Zhu lips pressed into an arc, and for a while, she lowered her eyes to cover the dark glow that flashed past her eyes: "Yes, what does the night king want?"

"That's it." The smile in Feng Yege's eyes deepened. "If that's the case, then let me be my king's handmaid for two days." Looking at Lou Qingwu's eyes that became surprised in an instant, Feng Ye Ge's mood improved inexplicably, turning around with a smile at the corner of her mouth, and her long figure cast a very shallow shadow on the ground.

Lou Qingwu and Qian Mian were both stunned. Originally thought he would make some difficult requests, but just being a close-knit maid for two days, what kind of request is this?

Qianmian blinked, and looked at his master uncertainly: He didn't hear the hallucinations just now, right?

Feng Yege has already returned to the soft couch, lazily propped his head, half-contracted eyes with fluorescence flowing, and his eyes are too dark, but it gives people an unreal feeling. Staring at people in this way gives people a very dedicated bewilderment. Looking at them for a while, they seem to be bewildered by him. Lou Qingwu quietly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and said: "The courtier understands. I don't know when the Night King can be healed?"

"Anytime."

"The servant girl will bring her here tomorrow." She was just a close-knit servant girl for two days, and she really didn't believe what Feng Yege could do to her.

Farewell to Feng Yege, Lou Qingwu returned to Yifeng Pavilion with Qianmian secretly. When he arrived in Yifeng Pavilion, Qianmian had not recovered from the doubts just now: "Master, you said the night king , Don’t have any attempts?"

Where is such a good thing? It is said that it is more difficult to ask the night king to see a doctor than to go to heaven.

But the night king not only agreed, but he didn't want to keep the absolute medical book, just let the master be his handmaid for two days.

How does the Night King look like someone who lacks a servant girl?

Could it be...

Qianmian’s gaze deliberately or unintentionally looked up and down Lou Qingwu, and finally his eyes fell on her beautiful little face. It was stuck, no, this night, don’t really look at his house. Master!

As if seeing his thoughts, Lou Qingwu raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Put away the thoughts in your mind."

"Hey? Isn't it? I really can't think of anything other than this explanation." This Yewang's ruthlessness is not what he thinks alone. The whole of Kyoto is obvious to all. How many people lost their money back then. In order to see the Night King, how many people will be able to meet in the end?

Lou Qingwu heard this, but her eyes darkened, but she didn't explain, and instead said: "What is the purpose of our going to Yewangfu today?"

"Let the night king promise to save Su Sheng."

"Then did he agree?"

"Yes." Otherwise, he wouldn't be bothered to discuss the master's gossip now.

"Since our goal has been achieved, we will wait for the Tang family's case to be resolved for other matters."

"...also." Thousand-face scratched his head, seeing the master so calm, maybe he really thinks too much.

But he always felt that something was weird. The night king seemed to be more tolerant to his master. It was harder for others to see the night king than ascend to the sky, but the master saw it as soon as he asked to see it; not to mention, the treatment was irrelevant. The important person and the two-day maid, no matter how you look at it, felt that the Night King was at a disadvantage, but if the Night King himself was willing, there would be no way. If he didn't know that the master couldn't have any intersection with the night king, he would really think that the night king knew the master.

The next day, Lou Qingwu pushed Su Sheng to Qingge Xiaozhu again by herself, but this time she reached the door of Feng Yege's room, and she did not follow the housekeeper in.

She turned around and went to the front yard until Su Sheng's figure disappeared in the closed door.

If she remembers correctly, there were purple irises blooming there, and she wanted to confirm whether those irises were the same species as the one she had seen.

Along the way, the breeze slowly blows up her clothes, and she feels like flying.

There is almost no maidservant in Qingge Xiaozhuli.

It made her feel free.

When she arrived in the front yard, the scent of iris floated faintly, she looked up, almost bewitched by the purple sky, got close, squatted down, with cold fingertips on one of the petals of iris When she brushed it up, she just took a closer look, and there was a dull light flashing under her eyes, didn't she?

Sure enough, she thought too much.

Lou Qingwu stared blankly at the iris. Lou Qingwu didn't know what he thought of. He was inexplicable, and his eyes were empty, as if he was caught in endless thoughts.

Suddenly, a noise came from outside Xiaozhu.

Lou Qingwu returned to his senses and looked up. It happened that Xiaozhu’s courtyard door was pushed aside from the outside. The noise suddenly became clear, accompanied by a woman’s arrogant voice: "This princess wants to see you today. By the time Brother Ye, who dares to block the princess's whip in his hand! Give the princess aside!"

"The princess, you can't try hard, the prince will kill the old slave!"

"Get out!" The woman was full of dissatisfaction. She wore a colorful smoky skirt with delicate and charming features. She held a golden iron whip in her hand, her eyes were arrogant and disdainful, but she just glanced at her When Lou Qingwu in front of the flower garden, her entire face became extremely delicate, especially when she saw Feng Yege’s favorite iris in her hand, she was even more annoyed, as if she had grown it herself: "Lou Qingwu, what are you doing?"

Lou Qingwu seemed to have just reacted, and slowly stood up, leaning slightly, "Princess Zhaoxia."

"This princess asked what you were doing just now?!" Princess Zhaoxia's face turned blue, "Deng Deng Deng" stepped on her soft boots and walked over, staring at her warily with delicately portrayed eyes.