Chapter 9

In the car, Yan Luoli was held tightly in his arms and turned his head angrily.

"Tomorrow, you will find a reason to refuse the job of medicated food!"

Yan Luoli was stunned. He was angry just now. Is it because of this?

Looking back in amazement, she looks at his gloomy eyes. The bottom of her eyes reflects her face. It seems that there is a kind of magic. If she takes one more look, she will fall into it.

Calm down, she lowered her head and pursed her lips.

"Are you not curious about your Majesty's cause?"

The voice is not big, but a sentence pokes into Han xuyao's heart, how he doesn't care, but even if he cares, he can't take her to risk.

He took Yan Luoli's hand and slowly took her into his arms.

Chin against her head, face across a trace of heartache, but she did not see.

"I will check. "

the four low words penetrated into Yan Luoli's eardrum and stirred up echoes in her chest.

So, because he is worried about himself, he will

But why?

In the heart of the defense unloaded some, she backhand grasped Han xuyao generous palm.

Turning around, he gazed firmly at Han xuyao's face.

"I'll check. Trust me."

All the way back, Yan Luoli thought of many possibilities, can not find out the cause of disease, but the body is declining, so it may be poisoning.

As for what poison it is, she needs further verification.

So, she must find out.

Seeing the insistence on her face, Han xuyao's eyes twinkled.

"Well, I'll take care of you."

He knows that he can't beat her, but he can protect her.

"But you can't get out of my sight."

"Yes."

Back to the palace, Yan Luoli fled into Lingxi Pavilion.

She realized that she should never stay with Han xuyao.

He seems to have a natural ability to affect her mood, and it's bad mood.

Thinking of going into the palace with him every day, the tender face was bitter.

"Lan'er, pour me a cup of tea!"

Yan Luoli waved his hand to fan for himself. It was not far from the palace to the palace, and the weather was not hot in early spring. How could he get a sweat on his forehead when he came back with him.

Took the silk handkerchief to wipe the forehead casually, took the teacup that Lan Er handed over, informed her to prepare some food.

"Xiaoman, you go to..." Go to Taiyi Chang's house to get something.

Before the words were spoken, Xiaoman knelt down immediately and gave Yan Luoli a reminder with Yu Guang.

"See you, my servant!"

Yan Luoli's heart, which was not easy to relax, became tight again. The whole person seemed to be frozen there under a body cursing.

What is he doing here?

It can't be, your majesty said, that's half a year's good news!

Thinking about things in my heart, I didn't pay attention when drinking tea, and a mouthful of tea choked my throat.

"Cough, cough!..."

Severe cough, hands shake a few times, the cup of the remaining tea fell on the clothes.

She didn't care about the tea, so she stepped back to the table, put the cup down, covered her heart, and coughed red.

"You, cough What are you doing here, Keke... "

Seeing this, Xiao man quickly poured a glass of water for Yan Luoli and rubbed her back.

It's better after a few more dribbles.

Yan Luoli took a breath, wiped her eyes, blushed and looked at Han xuyao.

Han xuyao stood quietly at the door, his sword eyebrows twisting.

Just don't like to see yourself?

On his eyes without any temperature, Yan Luoli looked down at himself again.

It's kind of embarrassing.

"I'm going to change."

Then he drags Xiaoman into the inner room, changes his clothes that are wet with tea, and casually finds a light blue Luo skirt to put on. Maybe he is thinking about the relationship between things, or maybe he is just seen by Han xuyao.

When I change clothes, I'm in a hurry.

"Miss, you seem to be a little afraid of the Lord."

Yan Luoli's hand holding the clothes pauses, Liu Mei moves slightly, and her suspicious eyes fall on Xiao man. This is the first sentence she said to herself after she came to the palace.

Are you afraid?

I'm not afraid. She just feels very uncomfortable with him.

"No

Indifferently denied, quickly put on the clothes in his hand, and lifted the long hair on his back.

"Does that lady hate the Lord?"

Xiao man turns to Yan Luoli and combs her hair which is disordered by her clothes.

Hate? It seems that he has nothing to hate.In addition to being a little cold and a little grumpy, he is also good to himself.

"No

Yan Luoli sits in front of the dressing table, picks two hairpins to match clothes, and carelessly returns.

Xiaoman carefully put the hairpin she chose into her bun, looked at yanluoli in the mirror and asked:

"does that lady like Wang Ye?"

In the bronze mirror, on the face of the beautiful city, the expression stops.

Like, or don't like, now is not the thing she should think about.

Her heart has been full of holes, where there is spare power to like a person.

Love is just a sugar coated bullet that blinds her heart. What she wants to do is revenge. She will return the pain that Han Xuyuan has given her to him thousands of times, so that he can also feel that he has nothing and is heartbroken when he loses his love!

At the bottom of my eyes, the deep and strong hatred is fleeting, and my face becomes calm.

But Han xuyao's face appeared in his mind, on the rockery, in the ancestral hall, in the carriage

"No

It's a cold, almost ethereal answer, without the slightest emotion.

Yan Luoli didn't realize that her answer lacked some confidence.

Feeling delayed in the inner room for a while, Yan Luoli walked out quickly and stood at the entrance to the inner hall. He saw Han xuyao sitting there quietly, holding a green bone china tea cup in his hand.

Staring at the floating tea in the cup, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Around him, lingering a layer of cold, like a high built wall, firmly keep people out.

But it is just like this that he, who has never met before, can, for the sake of her fame and integrity, clearly have a place to belong to, and also complete her reputation; he is worried about her safety and refuses her Majesty's proposal for her.

Looking at his perfect face, Yan Luoli felt a little ashamed.

In the last life, she once calculated him so unkindly that even in the hunting ground, he saved his own life.

"How slow!"

A cold word came and broke all the good impression Yan Luoli had just had on him.

"No one asked the Lord to wait."

Yan Luo Li is not polite to return a sentence, the eye ground floats a few angry.

This man is just the starting point of his revenge.

Still don't have what hope just good, soft hearted, will only push oneself to abyss.

It's not far or near now. It's just right.

This girl, say a word well, will she die?!

Han xuyao's heart was choked with anger, and Yan Luoli was not polite, even more imperceptible, which made him unhappy.

He got up, slapped the cup on the table and went straight to the door.

There was a pause.

"Don't delay tomorrow morning!"

Finish saying, directly throw a robe to carry to stride to leave.

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