Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

After Liu Juqi finished speaking, he really helped Yan Sulan up, made him stand facing the lacquered pillar at the head of the bed, and tied him and the pillar tightly with hemp rope.

Yan Sulan clung to the cold lacquer column, and couldn't help but furiously said, "Presumptuous! Liu Chenglin, quickly untie this deity!"

It was the first time for Yan Sulan to be bullied like this, and she wished to peel off Liu Juqi's skin from embarrassment, but she was so weak that she could only curse a few words, her tone was weak and weak, without the dignity of the past.

Liu Juqi picked out his ears, went to the outside and drank a cup of herbal tea. If he wanted to die, he would die tomorrow morning... Besides, he still had something to do with him, Yan Sulan could only punish him slightly, what else could he do to himself?

Liu Juqi confidently took a big pear from the fruit plate, weighed it twice in his hand, stuffed it into Yan Sulan's mouth, and pretended to be considerate of him and said, "Palace Master , I’m afraid that your throat will hurt if you talk too much at night, this pear skin is thin and juicy, and it costs three taels of silver, you can enjoy it.”

Yan Sulan almost died of anger, this Liu Chenglin is crazy!How dare you treat yourself like this!

Liu Juqi was tired after tossing around for a long time. He sat on the bed with his head tilted curiously, staring at Yan Sulan's mask. To be honest, he was really impulsive to take it off. If Yan Sulan's face didn't have that bright red streak Scar, should be a very handsome man, right?

Forget it, curiosity killed the cat, Liu Juqi shook his head, let's go to bed obediently.

Yan Sulan was angry, but he couldn't speak, he could only twist his body constantly, but the hot part below did not follow his thoughts, bumping into the paint pillar from time to time lightly and sometimes heavily, which made him gasp, Yan Sulan The clamoring heat in the depths of his body became more and more violent, so he could only reluctantly rub against the pillar.

Thinking of him as the lore master of the palace, how can there be a stunning beauty who refuses to be subdued? In terms of appearance and talent alone, Liu Juqi is only in the upper middle class, yet he dares to be so bold, it is really unimaginable.

Yan Sulan's body was hot, but her mind was extremely clear. She looked at Liu Juqi with deep pool-like black eyes, and her eyes were full of suspicion and inquiry.

*****

Xiao Luan went to the kitchen early in the morning to get breakfast and warmed it up. After boiling hot water, he brought it to Liu Juqi's bedroom, intending to wake Liu Juqi up for dinner.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit unusual, Xiao Luan was looking around, and a man came out from behind the screen, dressed in black with half a ghost face, with a cold murderous aura all over his body.

"Palace Master!" Xiao Luan was taken aback, and the basin in his hand fell to the ground. With a bang, someone from the corridor outside raised his voice and asked, "Brother Xiao Luan, what's wrong with you?"

With a wave of Yan Sulan's palm, she closed the door, Xiao Luan clenched her fists nervously, and said to the people outside as calmly as possible, "It's okay, I accidentally knocked over the water basin, I'll just clean it up."

The little Luan stole glanced behind the screen, breaking out in a cold sweat. Brother Liu is probably still sleeping, right?

"Buy a set of clothes and send them here." Yan Sulan walked to the table and sat down, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Xiao Luan didn't dare to ask any more questions, he looked in Liu Juqi's direction worriedly, and hurried out to do some business.

"Xiao Luan, is that you?" Liu Juqi woke up after hearing voices outside, rubbing his eyes, did Xiao Luan come?

He shook his dizzy head, and when he saw the broken hemp rope on the ground, he looked at the bedside post in panic. There was no one there, Yan Sulan was long gone!

Thinking of what he did last night, Liu Juqi had a headache. He must have been possessed by a ghost last night!

"Palace Master?...Palace Master?..." Liu Juqi held his breath and called out cautiously, thinking fortunately, maybe the big devil felt too ashamed and sneaked away?

"Get out." Yan Sulan's deep voice suddenly came from outside, so scared that Liu Juqi ran over obediently and stood still, looking at his nose, nose, nose and heart, with a look of panic.

"Liu Chenglin? You're not Liu Chenglin, are you?" Yan Sulan sneered, the hostility exuding from her body was far from the embarrassment she was in last night, Liu Juqi felt cold all over, and finally remembered Yan Sulan's face when they met for the first time terrible.

"The little one is catkins?" Liu Juqi smiled flatteringly and said tentatively.

Yan Sulan stretched out his hand to pat it, and the carved wooden table was actually shattered into a pile of powder. Liu Juqi gasped and closed his mouth tightly.

"While the deity is still a little patient, you'd better recruit from the truth."

Liu Juqi frowned slightly, and he didn't even see that there was something wrong with the little chaos that he spent day and night with him. It's strange how Yan Sulan could notice it after only seeing him twice.

Yan Sulan didn't say a word, quietly waiting for Liu Juqi to speak, if not for knowing the truth, he would have let Liu Juqi die without a place to bury him.