"Look at me?" Liu Wei unties her veil, tears the scar, grabs her face which is obviously too sultry: "what can I do?"

Rong Ling looks at her in front of him, holding a mirror, and starts to "remove makeup". Then he gets up, goes around her, and sits down again.

He reached out to give her the ointment to wipe her skin: "that picture, it's said, was painted by you."

Liu Wei concentrated on the medicine, smelled the reflection of Yan through the mirror, looked at the past: "so what?"

"Well done."

"I know." Liu Wei is confident in her painting level.

But after thinking about it for a while, Liu Wei put down her hand, turned her head and looked at Rong Ling, blinking: "do you want to learn? Fifty two one lessons! Come down from the twelve halls, and teach and teach! "

Liu Wei's cheeks were lit with two white ointments, which had not been applied yet. A pair of bright eyes seemed to be hiding in the night, a little bit of starlight.

She is greedy, cunning, charming, and has a little itchy.

Rong Leng unconsciously reached out to spread the ointment on her.

However, Liu Wei immediately and sensitively retreated away from him.

After that, Liu Wei continued to paint in the mirror: "never learn, but I'm not a rare animal. Don't invite a bunch of people to visit here. Then I'll collect tickets."

Rong Leng raises eyebrows: "ticket?"

Liu Wei choked: "it doesn't make sense to talk to you. You came to me with so much movement just to ask if I drew the picture?"

"No." Rong Leng said slowly: "for my injury."

Liu Wei is just serious: "your injury is not good?" She didn't see him on the chest.

Rong Leng consciously unties the clothes to reveal the trace of her chest.

If I had seen it last time, it would have been a very inconspicuous bruise. This time, the bruise would have increased for a while, and there was still blood in it.

Liu Wei is stupefied for a while, approaches some, touches with the hand, inquires: "how suddenly so serious?"

Allow edge to lean askew on chair, say casually: "do not know, oneself such."

Liu Wei frowns, grabs Rong Ling's hand and pulse for him again, only to find that there is still nothing wrong with the pulse.

"You've been fighting people these days?"

"No."

"Pulled the wound?"

"No."

"Have you taken the medicine?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever eaten anything that is forbidden?"

"No."

After asking many questions, I couldn't get the answer.

Liu Wei had to let Rong Ling lie down and check his bones. Like the last time, the bruise would be painful if it was pressed a little harder.

Liu Wei takes back her hand, unable to understand it.

"How could this happen?"

Rong Leng did not care if he was not well dressed. He just leaned on him casually and asked with a smile, "is there any cure?"

Liu Wei glared at him: "although it's not clear what the symptoms are, they won't kill you. You can't die yet."

"Then." The man leans forward and looks at the woman in front of him with black eyes: "my king's life will be entrusted to you."

Liu Wei frowned silently, looked down, and thought deeply.

Rong Leng stared at her again for a while, and the smile on her face deepened a lot: "tomorrow will be in the palace."

Liu Wei, who was thinking about it, was interrupted and said "Hmmm" impatiently. It was a kind of coping.

"If only Sir could go with us."

Liu Wei snorted coldly and gave him a look.

Rong Leng said, "my husband has unique views. I believe that it's not convenient for him to marry a woman who is good."

"You are so casual, do all the girls know?" Liu Wei didn't want to listen to Rong Ling's nonsense, so she got up and ran out: "I'll check the injury of the Lord again. Let's go if you have nothing to do, and collect your tail by the way."

Rong Ling slowly arranges her clothes. When all the clothes are put on, Liu Wei has returned to the inner room, turned over the bookshelf, and began to look for orthopedic books.

Look at her so serious, Rong Ling stood for a while and looked at her like this.

The afterglow of the setting sun came in and gilded her with a golden edge.

Rong Ling looked at it, then he couldn't move his eyes. Until there were two stone strikes outside, he quickly returned to his mind, collected his eyebrows, and had to leave.

……

In the morning of the next day, the whole inner courtyard of Xiangfu was busy.

Liu Wei got up lazily. After breakfast, when she went to the old lady's place, she was not in the main hall, but changing clothes in the room.

Liu Wei goes to pay her respects. The old lady casually perfunctorily asks her to go to the Little Buddha Hall.

Today, the old lady is going to take three young ladies into the palace. She is busy in the early morning.

Liu Wei didn't bother either. She went directly to the Little Buddha Hall and thought that no one was looking at her today. She was the only one in the Little Buddha Hall, so she just went back to sleep. No one found her anyway.Thinking about it, Liu Wei's steps are two points faster.

From Chenshi to the third quarter of Chenshi, Liu Wei kneels in a proper manner, because the old lady hasn't left yet, she has to prevent her from peeping.

As soon as it was time, news came from outside that the old lady had gone out.

The three young ladies also dressed up properly, took good things and waited outside the house.

When it was a moment, Liu Wei felt that it was almost over, so she got up and closed the door of the Buddhist hall. Then she spliced the three futons together and went to sleep like this.

But just when Liu Wei was asleep and in the right mood, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

The footsteps obviously came to the Little Buddha Hall. Liu Wei opened her eyes sharply, adjusted her posture quickly and knelt down again.

As soon as Liu Wei got down on his knees, the gate was opened. Outside the gate, Cui Yang and ling'er came panting.

"Miss, something's wrong!"

Ling'er just said something. Before Liu Wei could ask what happened, he listened to the way of Cui Yang: "come on, young master, young lady, come with your servant."

Liu Wei is a little confused: "what's the matter?"

"Say as you go, hurry up, young lady!"

Liu Wei seems to be in a hurry. She has no time to ask Qing. She has to go with her.

All the way, they did not go to the courtyard of the inner courtyard, but to the outside of the gate.

Liu Wei asked, "what's the matter?"

Police Yang gasped and said: "the carriage was assassinated on the road. The old lady's car was attacked by criminals. The old man was so popular that he pouted over. There was a doctor's office at the intersection. The old man asked the doctor to come to see him. The doctor said that the old lady was in a bad mood. There was no help. The old man The eldest young master will call for the maidservant to call for the eldest young lady. "

Ling'er ran with her. Although he didn't know what he meant to call her at this time, he thought that the old lady loved her very much. This was the last time he wanted to see her. He sucked his nose and said, "hurry up, young lady, or it's too late..."

……

Blast 16 is better, Qun Mei!