The tea was still warm when people left, which was completely different from the verbal battle and undercurrent that Ruoruo had originally planned.
She stretched out her hand and pulled out Yan Nuannuan, who was holding her stomach and smiling heartlessly, and sighed, "Why are you in such a hurry to drive them away? It's such a shame to finally come here."
It's a pity that it ended before she could show her full potential.
"The emperor was eavesdropping just now." Yan Nuannuan pointed to the window not far away, "But now I'm going back to pretend to be asleep. Ruoruo, you have to pay attention to your appearance, so as not to accidentally scare little Ying'er.
, the duck you got will fly again.”
How could Yan Ying be frightened to such a degree? He would not change his expression no matter how evil she was. The two of them were just closer than friends. He treated her as his own sister, pampering her to the point of being lawless.[
Ruoruo has always treated this relationship as it is, but Yan Nuannuan can't help it if she thinks too much. After all, she is still his concubine in name.
"Nuan Nuan, why did you suddenly get so angry just now that you forgot to even pretend to be pitiful?"
Yan Nuannuan rushed out and roared at the unknown concubine. It was really unexpected. I thought she would watch the fun from beginning to end.
"Aren't you looking for the guy who hit someone? Well, it's her." She spread her hands innocently, with a handful of light powder still stained on her palms.
Ruoruo suddenly felt a headache, "Have you taken the medicine?"
Nodding, Yan Nuannuan looked as proud as a sneaky cat.
No wonder when she was dragged out, the woman only struggled a few times and then remained motionless. She passively let the eunuch drive her forward. She was surprisingly cooperative.
"Nuan Nuan, what does it do?" I hope it's not highly poisonous. If someone is killed at this time, it will be troublesome next time.
Yan Nuannuan calmly went to the chair and finished her work. She held her chin in her hands and blinked non-stop. After a long time, she opened her palms and said word by word, "Nightmares are coming to an end."
"What is that?" The name sounds ominous, as if it is the kind of fierce 'material' that does not require human life but is worse than death.