Chapter 1147: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 20
Seeing Murong Yanran's chuckling face holding a slight smile, she hurriedly stood up, bent her knees slightly through the window and said a blessing: "Madam"
Murong Yanran smiled and said softly: "Stop, I'm here to find Prince Nangong."
"Yeah" Yue Qingyun nodded silly, smiled and looked at Murong Yanran walking towards Nangong Xuan's room, reached out to cover the window.
Standing by the window and thinking, I turned back to the bed and lying inward, pressing my ears on the bed board to listen to the sound coming from the room
After listening for a long time, I never heard the conversation between them. Yue Qingyun sighed in her heart. If she had guessed correctly, Nangong Xuan should be in a state of confusion and would allow Murong Yanran to use his methods.
I just don't know what Murong Yanran is doing inside
Listening to Murong Yanran stepping out of Nangong Xuan's door, turning around and walking to Xuewu's room and pushing the door in, Yue Qingyun felt even more suspicious. What this woman wanted to do was really an unknown.
Murong Yanran entered Xuewu's room for a very short time. When she came out, Yue Qingyun's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Judging from the sound of footsteps, she could be sure that an item of about one person was holding on Murong Yanran's arm, and the target was to return to Nangong Xuan's room.
What is she holding?
Could it be Xuewu?
Hearing the subtle footsteps outside, Yue Qingyun hurriedly sat upright and picked up an open embroidered tracing picture that had been placed beside the pillow, and looked at it seriously.
The door was pushed open silently. Murong Yanran looked at Yue Qingyun who was leaning against the bed and frowned and studying the books in her hand. Her eyes gradually relaxed. She reached out and pushed open the door, chuckled: "Qingyun
,What are you looking at?"
Yue Qingyun suddenly sat up and turned her head to look at the door. After seeing Murong Yanran, she patted her chest and took a breath: "Madam, you're scared me to death."
Then he pleated his lips slightly and said depressedly, "Strange, I can't hear the sound of you walking, and I'm scared to death every time."
"This is called martial arts." Murong Yanran shook her head with a smile: "If you ask Hua'er to teach you in the future, you will know."