His eyes paused for a moment between her collar, and He Lanji calmly retracted his gaze, "Everyone, go out, I have something to ask her!"
Catching his gaze, the girl's eyes flashed with a fleeting sense of pride, but the delicate look on her face became more and more obvious.
Everyone in the room did not dare to neglect, and immediately quietly exited the door, knowingly closing the door tightly.
Helan Jixin waved a barrier with his hand and walked to the girl's bed.
"Thank you so much for your life-saving grace, Wang... Your Majesty!" Seeing him approaching, the girl struggled to change from a sitting position to a kneeling position, pursed her lips half shyly, and then raised her face, "I heard that it was Your Majesty who just...
Carrying the girl back, the girl was filled with fear..."
At this point, she suddenly coughed violently, as if she couldn't hold it in any longer. She fell over towards He Lanji beside the bed, seemingly casually, but by coincidence, she half-covered her naked body.
Her chest was pressed against He Lanji's lower abdomen.
The girl seemed to moan a few times in pain, but her gentle breasts were already rubbing against his lower abdomen a few times, and her soft, boneless palms moved toward his clothes without leaving any trace.
He reached out quickly and turned her wrist over without mercy. He Lanji exerted a little force with his fingers, and there was a cracking sound. The girl was already frowning in pain, and her fingers could not control the movements.
When they were separated, two tiny streams of silver light slipped from her fingertips.
Shaking off the opponent's wrist, He Lanji seemingly casually grabbed her left hand that was stabbing her with a scimitar. Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, his voice was far colder than his eyes, "Who is it?"
?!"
Both of the girl's hands were crushed by his palm, and her delicate brows furrowed in pain, but there was a sneer on her lips that had lost blood, "You think I will speak like this!"
He Lanji stretched out his right hand and pinched and patted it casually. The girl opened her mouth uncontrollably and spit out something, which happened to land in He Lanji's palm.
The object was only half the size of a tooth. The silver film had been broken, and some black powder was faintly exposed in the damaged area.
As this thing was spit out from the girl's mouth, a faint fragrance floated in the air. If Chu Tianjiao were here, he would immediately recognize that this also smells of purple sedge, and then he would also deduce that everything is just like her
I imagine that the assassins who died before were just cannon fodder to further make the girl's scheme more credible.