Quick wear: counterattack female supporting role is too sexy

When a person's heart has a weakness, for Sang Nanshuang, that is the biggest flaw.

She looked at Situ Kong with a melancholy expression, a mixture of half fear and half hope in her eyes.

"Master, do you know my mother?"

Sang Nanshuang's words made Situ Kong stop.

"I saw a person recently. She was beautiful and noble, and she had the same mark on her arm as mine.

Her words made Situ Kong's hands tremble, and a bit of pain and regret flashed in his eyes.

When Sang Nanshuang saw this, she knew the opportunity had come. She said in an innocent tone: "I'm sorry, Master, I won't change my question. I was wrong today. I was too impulsive and I shouldn't have made you angry."

"It's just that I'm really angry that a person like Master has a bad reputation. How could you do such a thing? It must be someone under your command who did something bad while Master was busy."

"I'll play the flute you like for Master, hoping that Master will calm down."

After speaking, Sang Nanshuang took out the flute and played a song called "Xiaoyaoyou". This song was often played by the saints of the Western Kingdom in those days, and it symbolized the yearning for freedom and the open-mindedness of life.

Ye Ningshuang is actually very similar to Sang Nanshuang's mother, who yearns for freedom and has an open-minded and kind heart.

This song calmed Situ Kong's anger, and also reminded him of Ye Ningshuang's mother. Looking at the apprentice who was very similar to his lover, he stopped approaching and turned his back and said:

"Your folk art has improved a lot. It's just that this time you have violated my taboo with your sword. For the sake of getting me the white jade Buddha fruit, I will forgive you for now."

"It's just that I don't want to see you disobedient anymore..."

Although Situ Kong's news was a few steps behind, he also guessed that the relationship between Ren Liangchen and Sang Nanshuang might be abnormal now, even though he couldn't see his disciple's unusual expression when he was questioned just now.

A premonition that something was about to escape his control still arose spontaneously.

But this matter is related to his grand plan. Now Ye Ningshuang is in a good position and can play a big role.

"I will tell you everything about your mother in the future."

"The martial arts competition is coming soon. You follow Ren Liangchen and follow the instructions to poison. Remember, you will make up for your mistakes this time. If you fail, I will not only cut off your hands, but also put you in a solitary room. You should think carefully about it yourself. ."

He said: "You know who to ask for poison, let's go."

Sang Nanshuang was extremely happy and bowed to leave.

[The plot mission has been completed. 】

Before she left, everyone in the Demon Cult saw that her hair was messy, her clothes were open, there were finger marks on her neck, her eyes were red, she was walking unsteadily, and she looked like she had been ravaged.

Sang Nanshuang himself still knew nothing about his appearance and was pondering the plot in his mind.

"Ningshuang, take this ointment and use it." Bai He, one of the twelve holy envoys of the medicine hall, took out the poison and handed Sang Nanshuang a tube of ointment.

Sang Nanshuang took it without knowing why.

Qingluan on the side glanced at her neck and waist, pointed with a folding fan and showed an ambiguous smile.

Although he could see at a glance that Sang Nanshuang's body was untouched, Qingluan still said in a mean tone: "Our leader is so ignorant that he can't even bear to look at Bai He."

Sang Nanshuang felt the sting when she touched the wound on her neck, and suddenly understood what Qingluan meant.

She thought to herself: What happened, I guess it won’t be cleared up now.

Let’s not talk about Ren Liangchen. With Hua Xiang’s good eyesight, how could he not pay attention to her neck?

She put on a bamboo hat when she arrived, tied the sword she had just placed on the counter around her waist, and while concealing her whereabouts, she changed into new clothes from a clothing store and walked onto the street.

After thinking about it, I chose the storybook that Tu Yanwan liked and the lotus cake that Ren Liangchen liked to take back.

When I returned to Ren Mansion, I happened to see Bai Rui dressed in a maid's outfit, watering the flowers in the yard.

"You went to see the leader?"

Bai Rui looked at her different dress than before, with gloating hidden in her eyes.

"Do you no longer want the antidote, or do you want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Qingluan?"

Sang Nanshuang was in no mood to chat with Bai Rui.

Her words were very effective, and Bai Rui's face froze.

Who is not under the control of others, it is still too early to add insult to injury.

Sang Nanshuang stepped forward and was about to leave.

"What mission did the leader give you? You don't really want to betray Mr. Ren, do you?"

Bai Rui asked after her, but Sang Nanshuang ignored her and returned to the room.

Sitting on the dressing table, she applied some medicine. However, this was not the world of cultivation. The medicine would not take effect until at least tomorrow. Moreover... Sang Nanshuang touched her waist and touched the place where she had just hit. Blue and purple.

Although Sang Nanshuang is not afraid of pain, she still feels awkward when walking.

With no other choice, she asked the system: "You helped me adjust my physical condition last time I fought with Ren Liangchen. Can you help me heal my body this time?"

The system is bunched up in a ball, nestled in the sea of ​​consciousness, and seems to be busy with something.

Seeing that there was no reply from the system, Sang Nanshuang looked in the mirror thoughtfully.

When the system asked to pay for energy before treating her, she said forget it.

System: Hehe.

When had it seen Sang Nanshuang reluctant to give up energy? It must be a conspiracy.

It was not yet evening, and the sky was already gloomy, and the air was even more muggy. The lingering temperature of late summer was not letting up, and it looked like a heavy rain was about to come.

The servants in the house hurriedly collected the clothes to be dried.

"Miss Ningshuang, it's time to eat."

"Where's Yan Wan?"

"Miss Yanwan said she went to see her father and will come see you tomorrow."

Tu Yanwan's fiancé, Mr. Ming, died, and the reputation of Dongming Villa was ruined.These days she has been dressed in a boring way, and she no longer has the smile she had before.

It is an unforgettable pain for a girl that the person she was attracted to for the first time is gone.

Her father has been sending people to persuade Tu Yanwan that he is going to Dongming Villa to break the engagement.

Tu Yanwan was still hesitating. She knew that for the Beijian Sect, even if there was no engagement this time, there would still be another one.And I can't forget Mr. Ming for a while.

Sang Nanshuang learned from Bai Rui that this young master of the Ming Dynasty was not a good man. He was greedy for beauty and often visited flower houses. He also once raped civilian girls.

But liking someone was Tu Yanwan's own business. She couldn't say more and could only tell Bai Rui to reveal the news to Tu Yanwan's father.

She originally planned to comfort Tu Yanwan a few more words, but she didn't expect that she would stop thinking so quickly.

Sang Nanshuang came to the lobby to dine.The table was filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, which made her very happy.

While on the road, I ate and slept in the open air, and finally ate something good.

Seeing her coming, Ren Liangchen didn't use his chopsticks.

He usually didn't speak when he was eating, but everyone present could see that Ren Liangchen looked unhappy.

Hua Xiang couldn't eat anymore, so she turned her attention to Sang Nanshuang, but she couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw that the girl was eating happily without noticing anything.

Sang Nanshuang took a bite of the fish fillet and put it into her mouth. The delicate and smooth texture made her want to stop. She was worthy of Ren Liangchen's chef.She started to pick it up again, and a chopstick picked up the fish fillet and put it in her bowl.

She raised her head and looked at her predecessor Liangchen with a cold look, paused in her hands, swallowed the food in her mouth, and asked: "Liangchen, why are you in a bad mood today?"

Ren Liangchen picked up another chicken drumstick that Sang Nanshuang loved: "Let's talk after dinner. Come to the study later. I have something to ask you."

She smiled: "Okay."

Ren Liangchen looked at her seriously and said nothing again.

When Ren Liangchen and Sang Nanshuang left, Hua Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows why he said so much.Yes, as a disciple of the miracle doctor, why couldn't Hua Xiang see that Sang Nanshuang's waist was injured? At first, he thought it was a fall and wanted to go over and ask if he wanted treatment.

But Hua Xiang, who had a keen sense of smell, noticed the rouge and gouache on Sang Nanshuang's neck.

Now Hua Xiang was not convinced.

Who did it to Miss Ye?

Miss Ye didn't say anything when she came back.

Miss Ye also deliberately concealed her injuries and whereabouts.

Hua Xiang was afraid that if she encountered any danger, she would deal with it alone, so she reminded her brother who had a wooden fish brain.

Miss Ye seems to be feeling unwell. Would you like to pay more attention to her?

Well, his brother's whole body has now become pitch black. He is obviously wearing white clothes, but his whole body seems to be shrouded in a black mist.

Hua Xiang began to worry about Sang Nanshuang's safety, fearing that Ren Liangchen would scare people away, so she nagged a few words.

If you have something to say, talk it over and don't start fighting again.

"Miss Ningshuang must be in a bad mood herself. You have to learn to comfort others."

Hua Xiang spoke sincerely and sighed melancholy as she looked at her friend's leaving figure.

I don’t know if Ren Liangchen listened to it.

In the study room of Ren Mansion.

Sang Nanshuang took a sip of tea and sat on a chair to read, when Ren Liangchen walked in.

When she came to her, the candlelight on the table was swaying, and Ren Liangchen's shadow enveloped her.

Sang Nanshuang looked up at the young man standing in front of him.I noticed it when I was eating just now.

Ren Liangchen was dressed in white today and looked more noble and proud than in the past when he wore black and green clothes.

This beautiful face, figure and temperament combine a youthful and mature look.When those eyes were focused on her alone, even she couldn't easily look away.

Sang Nanshuang put down the book and stretched out her hand to tug on Ren Liangchen's sleeve.

"Liangchen, your clothes look good today."

Hearing this, Ren Liangchen curled his lips slightly. Thinking of what Hua Xiang reminded him today, he quickly pursed his lips into a straight line.

He looked down at the person in the chair. From his angle, he could see the clues on Sang Nanshuang's neck.

It was almost invisible due to the gouache plaster.

I was hurt, why hide it?

This is not a good habit.

Something faintly flashed through his mind, as if he had encountered the same situation before.

Not in memory.

Ren Liangchen has no time to think about this problem now.

He just doesn't want to see Sang Nanshuang get hurt now, and he hates her hiding the injury from him.

"You are hurt."

Ren Liangchen's words were filled with undoubted certainty.

He pinched Sang Nanshuang's chin and looked carefully at her snow-white neck. When he looked into her eyes, he gave people the illusion of affection.

Sang Nanshuang looked away and said with a smile: "Ah, I was discovered."

Ren Liangchen wiped away the gouache on her neck with his fingertips and rubbed the red and swollen fingerprints with murderous intent in his tone.

"Tell me who hurt you."

"I was disobedient and made Master unhappy."

Sang Nanshuang didn't take it seriously.

Sang Nanshuang’s master?

After Ren Liangchen paused, this was the first time she talked about her master in front of her.

He knew nothing except her name and her sword, and he had already reported all the details of his family.

"Has he always done this to you?"

"That's not true. It's just that this time, I think I was right."

Ye Ningshuang was not wrong, and neither was she.They are all for justice and ideals in their hearts.

Unlike her, Ye Ningshuang was raised by Situ Kong since she was a child. Even if she killed people at first, she could smile and close their eyes and wish them a peaceful sleep.

Sang Nanshuang behaved very appropriately to Ye Ningshuang when she first came to this world.

However, Ye Ningshuang experienced a lot after leaving the Demon Cult. It was not until she met her master again at the martial arts conference that she realized that many of the things he taught her may not be correct.

The path Master wanted her to take was in conflict with what she wanted to be.That's why there is today's quarrel.

As for Sang Nanshuang, she was forced to apologize for no reason and almost had her hand cut off, which made her feel a fire in her heart.

However, when she saw the worry in Ren Liangchen's obsidian eyes, the fire in Sang Nanshuang's heart gradually dissipated.

"Liangchen, how can you be so good-looking?"

She raised her hand to touch Ren Liangchen's face, her expression eager to try.

Ren Liangchen turned his face away from Sang Nanshuang's "paw" and raised his hand to hold her wrist.

"Take the medicine first."

"Ren Liangchen!" Sang Nanshuang was pressed against the chair by Ren Liangchen's shoulders.

He wiped Sang Nanshuang's neck clean with a handkerchief and applied plaster on her neck.

The cold fingertips dipped in ointment fell on Sang Nanshuang's neck, causing her skin to tremble.

"I'll do it myself." There was a blush on her face.

"Do not."

He has always been a stickler for words.

Sang Nanshuang sighed. She looked at the young man who seemed to be carefully applying medicine to her neck. Once his face softened, it looked so gorgeous and bright.

She compromised for Ren Liangchen's face.

Under the candlelight, in the quiet room, the shadows of the two people intertwined.

"Do you have any other injuries?"

Those eyes glanced down from the scar, as if they wanted to see if there were any injuries underneath.

"It's around my waist. I'll just apply the medicine myself."

Although Sang Nanshuang would sometimes seek death, she knew it was too early to do such intimate things.

Ren Liangchen's character is dangerous and terrifying. If he is not careful, he may get into trouble and he will not be able to escape.

Unexpectedly, she didn't want to provoke people, but people took the initiative to provoke her.

Ren Liangchen approached Sang Nanshuang and possessed him to trap Sang Nanshuang between the chairs.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Sang Nanshuang swallowed and looked at him.

Ren Liangchen, do you know that you are in danger now?

One of his hands was pressing on her shoulder, and the other hand was moving towards her collar.

The strong hand paused when it touched the button on Sang Nanshuang's chest, and then went down to hold her waist.

The palm of my hand squeezed it without mercy.

The nostalgia in Sang Nanshuang's heart completely dissipated, and she couldn't help but cursed in her heart!

"It really is here."

In fact, before Ren Liangchen, he had noticed the subtleties in her walking without Hua Xiang reminding her.

"It seems difficult for you to take medicine alone in this position."

He said seriously: "I'll help you."

"I'll let Bai Rui help me apply the medicine."

Sang Nanshuang pressed against his shoulder.

She rejected herself and thought that someone else would help Sang Nanshuang apply the medicine.

Ren Liangchen's eyes flashed with irritation, and he thought to himself: We should prepare for the wedding quickly.

"Then ask her to help you apply the medicine."

On the surface, his emotions were intact, but his eyes showed a bit of aggression and displeasure.

He closed his palms slightly and restrained himself. Ren Liangchen stood up, put the ointment on the table and walked towards the door.

Before leaving, thinking of what Cai Xiang had just said, he thought for a moment and said, "If you think you are right, then you are right."

"My father once told me that sometimes the path others ask you to take may not be suitable for you."

"As long as you have a clear conscience and never regret, just keep going."

She is so stupid that she still has to save people when her internal energy is disordered. Such a person will never go astray as long as she persists.

Moreover, Ren Liangchen looked up at the man on the chair, and the orange light cast a warm color on his eyes.

"I'll be by your side, so don't be afraid."

There is no need to compromise with your master.

Anyone who stands in the way will be killed.

Ren Liangchen thought casually, with a cold murderous intent radiating from his body.

Sang Nanshuang was stunned when she heard this, then smiled slightly, her voice was very soft and soft: "Thank you, Ren Liangchen, I'm very happy."