The demon girl put away the keys and didn't seem to be in a very good mood.
If something like this happens, no one will be in a good mood.
Nangong Baiye wanted to comfort her, but found that it was superfluous to say anything at this moment, so he only reached out and hugged her.
The demon girl chuckled: "Okay, you are tired after a day of investigating the case. I have prepared a room for you and His Majesty Seventh Prince. It is new and no one has lived there before. Go and rest for a while."
"You want me to sleep in the same room with him?" Nangong Baiye lowered his voice: "Hey, whose sister are you?"
The demon girl looked at her with a tigerish little face, stretched out her hand, and pointed at her forehead: "I think you should find your own memories as soon as possible. Whether it is good or bad, if you forget those things,
You are not fully you."
"I will get it back." Nangong Baiye raised his lips and shrugged: "Okay, which room are you preparing for me?"
The demon girl pointed to the corner upstairs: "It's right there, what?"
"No, I want to occupy the bed before His Highness goes in. In that case, I can let him sleep..." On the floor, Nangong Baiye said, opening the door with a smile, and waited until he saw what was inside.
When he saw the lying figure, the last two words drowned on his lips.
He was wearing a pure black ancient nightgown. He had obviously just taken a bath. His silver hair, like moonlight, poured down and hit the black bed of carved sandalwood. His two slender legs were crossed casually, and one hand was lazily
Dragging his chin, he held Nangong Xiaomiao in one hand and shook him back and forth.
There was a small sandalwood coffee table beside him. On the coffee table, there was also a cup of hot tea and a small plate of tomatoes.
The sudden glimpse of this scene makes people feel extremely leisurely and elegant.
Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Baiye, half-smiling.
Nangong Baiye held up his forehead and turned his head to look at the little man swinging in His Highness's hand, and the corners of his mouth stiffened.
Brat, where are you standing?
Nangong Xiaomiao turned a blind eye to this, buried her little head, and sucked the tomatoes in her two little paws vigorously.
Nangong Baiye smiled at Beiming Liancheng, and then pulled his son over: "Classmate Xiaomiao, I don't think your mother is only worth the price of a plate of tomatoes."
"Hehe..." Nangong Xiaomiao spread her palms with greed on her face: "Dad also helped me get the black pearls from the devil world. He said the pearls there are very beautiful. When I go back, I can
Take whatever you want!”
Nangong Baiye looked at the black pearl that was as big as a stone, stretched out his hand and grasped the little man's little fist: "Very good, classmate Xiaomiao, you are very capable. Based on our principle of 19 points, this pearl,
I’ll keep it for you first.”
"Mother, you are exploiting child labor!" Nangong Xiaomiao waved her little paws unconvinced: "I want to challenge you!"
Nangong Baiye looked at him and smiled slightly: "Be good, don't say stupid things. Come and tell mother, Your Highness Lucifer, what else do you want to know? I always tell you everything I know..."
"Mother." Nangong Xiaomiao's angry little face suddenly became quiet, and she whispered in her ear: "You have said this before."
Hearing this, Nangong Baiye was stunned. His eyes seemed to be in a trance, and the images kept repeating themselves.
But she couldn't see those people's faces clearly.
This situation made her very uneasy.
"Did you tell her?"
This is... the voice of Beiming Liancheng?
"Yes, my noble highness, I have followed your instructions and introduced her to the cemetery... all in order to better enjoy the best soul..."
The conversation between the two people gradually became blurred.
Nangong Baiye wanted to listen carefully, but found that the image in front of him was blurry again.
Could this be her memory?
If that were the case, it would explain everything.
She must have encountered something in the ancient tomb that exceeded Beiming Liancheng's expectations and did not let him get the most delicious soul...
Although I don’t want to admit it, the facts are right in front of me.
Nangong Baiye stood there in a daze, surrounded by darkness.
It's simple, she was deceived.
Being fooled from beginning to end?
If this is his purpose, why bother...
"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her little paws and shook Nangong Baiye's arm vigorously.
Only then did Nangong Baiye come back to his senses. Before his eyes could focus, he only looked at the little man in front of him... Perhaps even Xiaomiao was deceived by his appearance.
Yes, don't forget it.
He is a devil, and what he is best at is deceiving and exploiting.
That's his nature.
She kept telling herself, trying to believe him, but...
Nangong Baiye raised her thin lips with a hint of coolness, put her fingers on the little man's head, and comforted softly: "Mother is fine, Xiaomei, you go out first, I have something to talk to His Highness alone.
"
"Yeah." Nangong Xiaomiao could see that Nangong Baiye was serious, so he didn't say anything more. He got out of her arms very sensibly, and walked outside with two lotus-like legs.
Turn back.
Nangong Baiye watched Nangong Xiaomiao walk away, then looked back, looked at Beiming Liancheng with his hands folded across his chest, and said in a very polite tone: "I want to be quiet for a while. It's not very convenient for His Highness to be here."
Beiming Liancheng frowned, and the smile that originally rose on his handsome face as perfect as an ice sculpture gradually sank.
Then, he stood up and walked towards Nangong Baiye, then reached out and pulled the person into his arms, with a touch of endearment in his cold breath: "What's wrong? You think I'm occupying your bed?
"
Nangong Baiye tilted his head and smiled: "Your Highness, how many people have you deceived using this method?"
Beiming Liancheng froze.
Nangong Baiye could clearly feel it, as his hand around him had lost strength.
Beiming Liancheng raised his head, his narrow eyes were filled with amber light, like broken crystals, and there was a trace of wetness in the coldness.
"Do you think I'm deceiving you?"
Nangong Baiye's chest shrank suddenly: "Otherwise, I really can't figure out why you would be so kind to me. It's probably for my soul. In fact, you don't have to do this. When the contract is completed, I will naturally
I will offer myself up."
She didn't know what she said wrong, and her amber eyes suddenly turned cold. He looked at her, and his black robe had rolled up in a hunting arc.
Nangong Baiye didn't take a step back, the exorcism knife in his hand was already shining with light.
Beiming Liancheng seemed to always know what her next move would be. With one hand, he held her left hand in his palm, then pulled open his collar with a swipe, and pointed the sword at the strong and lean man.