The villain, she is a squeamish

Chapter 9 The Palace Master's Favorite Pet
When I got back to my room, the floor was already covered with white fluffy blankets, but it just didn't look very dirty!

"Chunmei, what are these?" Ning Xiaoyue looked carefully, but she still couldn't figure out what it must be, but walking like this is really comfortable!

"Girl! These are all made of snow-capped silver fox hair! There are only two or three horses in the Western Regions in the metropolis, and now there are only two or three horses in the palace. It can be said... It can be said to be priceless!"

"It means this is the fur of a little fox?" I was in a good mood at first, but when I suddenly thought that what I was stepping on were all peeled off from a live little fox, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

Chunmei smiled, and said with some pride: "Miss doesn't know something, silver foxes must be extremely rare, so the blankets made are just some hairs, and no animals were killed."

"Well, you Chunmei! You don't say it clearly, it's frightening to death!" Ning Xiaoyue seemed ashamed and angry, her cheeks seemed to be dyed with good rouge, and she was so beautiful.

"It's not that the girl didn't ask..."

"By the way, where is Xiao Xuanxuan?" She asked casually, as if she hadn't seen Si Tingxuan for several days.

"The servant doesn't know either, but he's always elusive! The girl should punish him properly!"

"Uh-huh!"

In fact, it's perfectly normal for the male lead to be elusive, and it would be strange if he hangs around in front of her all day long.

night.

Ning Xiaoyue, who was going to sleep, suddenly felt a figure flash past outside the window.

She got up quickly, picked up a piece of clothing casually and put it on her body. Looking through the crack of the door, she saw a man with a taller figure, who was sneaking around in black at the moment.

"This person...why does he seem to be Si Tingxuan?" Her eyes moved slightly, and she muttered something in a low voice.

Her movements couldn't help but slow down a bit, and after closing the door softly, she followed.

On weekdays, the Nether Sacred Cult was extremely quiet, but at night it became even more silent.

And the people in front moved very fast, if it weren't for the fact that they had become familiar with the terrain these few days, she really wouldn't be able to catch up with Si Tingxuan!

After a while, the black shadow stopped in front of a temple gate, and then disappeared. The speed was so fast that people didn't react at all.

But the door of the main hall opened slowly, but there were still a lot of fallen leaves in front of the door, and it didn't look like there were people living there.

However, since this Si Tingxuan is here, maybe it's something important?

Ning Xiaoyue lowered her head, thinking seriously, and then followed in.

The environment here is a bit more bleak compared to the outside. There are no lamps in the hall, so people can't see clearly at all.

There are also some white silk cloths hanging on the beams and pillars like this, and the cold wind blows in from time to time, rustling.

Ning Xiaoyue had goosebumps all over her body. If a place like this was placed in the real world, a ghost movie could be made every minute!

"Why are there still candles?" From behind the inner hall, faint traces of candlelight came from behind.

Ning Xiaoyue could not help but walk towards the candle, because the hall was dark except where the candle illuminated.

But before she walked in to see clearly, a very strong force suddenly struck.

By the time she realized it, her mouth had already been covered and she was hiding at the secret door.

"Why are you here?" Si Tingxuan was a little surprised, and whispered, but there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Ning Xiaoyue blinked her big Shui Lingling eyes a few times, and said slowly: "Of course I followed someone who didn't sleep well in the middle of the night..."

"Shh! Don't talk yet!"

Originally, I wanted to argue a few words, but after being reminded by him, I finally realized that they are in someone else's place now!
Following Si Tingxuan's gaze, she discovered that there are so many medicine jars in this hall, and there are not just one candle, but more than a dozen.

The person in front of the candlelight...is Wei Limo!
But the appearance was completely different from the last time we met. Normally, he looked warm and moist like jade, but at this moment, his hair was as black as ink, and his face that lacked blood color was set off. It was particularly creepy in this night, but that The hostility in his eyes made people dare not offend.

"Open it." Wei Limo's elegant and bookish face revealed a trace of aloofness and sternness.

Upon hearing this, the guard at the side quickly opened the sealed medicine jar.

In an instant, the whole hall was filled with a scent of medicine, some like sweet pine, some like sandalwood...

"Could it be that your Nether Sacred Cult has also learned from others' medicines?" Si Tingxuan bent down and whispered softly.

Only then did he realize that the girl was so petite that he could even hug her with one hand!
At this moment, her black hair was tied up, revealing her white and delicate earlobes, and her almond eyes were staring straight at the medicine jar, and it was not difficult to see the fear in those eyes.

Because Si Tingxuan just hugged her like this, the scent of a young girl came from his nostrils from time to time, he couldn't help but blush, it was the first time he was so close to a girl's house when he grew up so big...

However, at this moment Ning Xiaoyue didn't notice at all that the man on the side had so many inner dramas. "This should... be medicine, not medicine."

"What do you mean?"

If she didn't guess wrong, it probably contained not only medicine, but also... Chunmei said that the peony was given to Wei Limo and made into a medicine jar.

Perhaps it was because the jar was a bit small. After the jar was opened, some dark objects floated up in a short while.

"The weather is getting colder these days, so you have to pay attention to the weather in this jar." Wei Limo walked over unhurriedly, his unruly black hair fluttering wantonly in the dark night, and the warm face was glowing at this moment. With a cold glimmer.

"Subordinates obey."

(End of this chapter)