Chapter 443 (1/2)

Nangong Yin lifted her up from the ground and put some medicine on her forehead. He gently regarded her as a treasure.

Qianqian was flattered. She never knew that his majesty Nanling would be so gentle to her servant.

”Don't do it again.”

Nangong Yin takes back his hand, takes out a clean pad from his sleeve and wipes off the sticky ointment on his fingers. His voice is very gentle, with thick feathered eyelashes hanging down. His perfect face is so close to her. It's breathtaking.

”Your Majesty...” Qianqian knew that her humble identity was not worthy of the king in front of her. She didn't even have the qualification to like him. She said with tears in her eyes: ”can you not give Qianqian to Prince Luoyuan?”

If she dies, don't be humiliated by Luoyuan.

Nangong Yin wiped his fingers, raised his black eyes, looked at the poor girl in front of him, and sighed slightly, saying, ”I try my best.”

After a pause, he said, ”you go down first.”

Qianqian walked out of the Royal study door, until now also can't believe, his majesty will say as far as possible not to give her to Luo Yuan, originally thought, she will die in the imperial study.

All of a sudden, a figure came over and swept Qianqian's injured forehead.

”Your Majesty's ointment?”

Qiulan's voice is very light, only Qianqian and her two people can hear.

Qian Qian suddenly returned to God, looking at the autumn orchid who did not know when she was in front of her, slightly blessing body: ”Qiulan girl.”

”No courtesy. Answer me.”

”Yes, miss Qiulan.”

Qianqian delicate face slightly red, eye color drooping, some dare not look directly at Qiulan that pair of bright way to make people cold eyes.

Qiulan loves your majesty. Even if you don't say it, Qianqian can see that Qiulan can do anything for your majesty. It is also for your majesty to make her look so delicate.

Qiu Lan's fingers were tight and her knuckles made a slight crackle. The jealousy in her eyes flashed by, and in a twinkling she looked as usual.

She laughed: ”Qianqian, you did a good job. Next, I order you to climb on your Majesty's Dragon bed tonight.”

Qianqian was shocked and shook his head instinctively: ”Your Majesty has pity on me, but you can't allow me to do that kind of thing. Miss Qiulan, please give me some more time to be safe and sound!”

Autumn orchid suddenly pinches Qianqian delicate chin, strength is not light, pinch her frown, tears are coming out.

”Qianqian, I don't have the patience to give you more time. You can do what I want you to do. Do you understand what I said?”

See Qian Qian pitifully Xi a nod a head, autumn orchid just loosen Qian Qian chin, cold voice way: ”still not roll?”

Qian Qian Zhang trembling lip, want to say what? Qiulan did not give her a chance to speak.

Qianqian leaves, Qiulan's fingers brush on her body, and her chest is full of anger, but she still tries to hold back. She tells herself that only by doing so, Nangong Yin will not care about Xiao Xi, and she will never let Xiao Qu have a chance to climb onto Nangong Yin's bed.

Xiao Xi is not only her rival in love, but also a cheap woman who will destroy your majesty.

Qiulan's eyes fell on the window lattice of the imperial study. The candle light was out inside. A long figure was reading the memorial. Even the gray and black figure was so perfect and charming. Qiulan's eyes gradually showed her obsession. Only when she looked at him from a distance could she dare to show her feelings for him.

”Your Majesty, Qiulan can die for you. Therefore, Qiulan will never let Xiao Xi stay with you. She is a disaster and will destroy your disaster.”

Qiulan murmured to herself.

Half an hour later.

A figure ran out of Luoyuan's room in a hurry. Her face was very pale and her neck was bruised with blue and purple: ”Qiulan girl, Qiulan girl, stay.”

Qiulan turned around and saw the woman in disorder. Until she ran to the front of her eyes, she could barely recognize that she was one of the dancers she had chosen. This dancer was taken in by Luo Yuan and brought back to the room to sleep. Two days ago, Qiulan had seen her. How could she become this picture of no man, no ghost in two short days?

When she came, tears fell from her pale face, her cracked lips opened bright red, and she smelled of bleeding.