The Nine Princesses Respect[Transmigration Book]

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you are determined to keep it from the princess."

Yan'er immediately said: "That's natural."

... Hearing it from the ears of the person next to him, he just thought it was quite interesting.

"Actually, it's nothing? It's just the Meng family." Zhao Xiaorui sighed.

"Meng Family?" Hearing this, Yan'er repeated these two words in surprise, but she just mouthed and didn't make a sound.

"Yes." Xiaorui put her arms around her shoulders, and the two of them got together and said in a low voice, "Before? Well, we got some clues, and we have been following them for a while now. It's a matter of great importance. My lord, she can't trust others, she has always done it herself, so..."

He was talking, but suddenly stopped, and immediately squinted his eyes and looked around.

Obviously everything is normal, under the scorching sun, except for the two of them, there is no one else.

Zhao Xiaorui murmured: "It's weird, why do you suddenly feel the cold wind blowing, and you're still a little bit chilled?"

Liu Lili said that is not nonsense? Is it not happy that I blow the air conditioner for you for free?

"You finish first." Yan'er said seriously, "Even if you can't explain the details, you should let me understand the situation."

They moved closer.

"You also know that their wolfish ambitions... are not very easy to deal with." Xiao Rui's words were very vague, "If you can get ahead and grasp the handle, you can contain them."

Handle, pin down.

"[System] Li ion, did we think of something at the same time?."

Liu Li was silent and nodded.

That's right, she and the system both remembered one thing at the same time.

When it comes to the word Meng, it is inevitable to think of those members of the Meng family: Prime Minister Meng Qing, his grandson, and Meng Xiran.

That day when Liu Li rescued Meng Xiran, she could accurately identify the man who was her younger brother with just a glance, which proved that at least the servants had distinctive marks or tattoos.

Both Ning Zisheng and Zhao Xiaorui said at the time that this clue was very important, but as to how important it was, Liu Li didn't bother to ask too much. After all, the affairs of the imperial court were full of twists and turns. .

And from Zhao Xiaorui's words just now? It sounds like they really attach great importance to this point, and Ning Zisheng has even personally investigated it so far.

why??

Liu Li always felt that something was wrong.The Meng family... is so capable that they can make Ning Zisheng spend so much time?

On the other side, Xiao Rui can only say so much, that's all.

Yan'er knew how to measure, and didn't ask any more questions. The two quickly changed the subject, and began to talk about themselves affectionately.

Liu Li didn't want to "disturb" the two of them's alone time anymore, so he floated into Shang's study room.

Ning Zisheng didn't like to be served by others when she was doing things, she would rather endure the excessively high temperature in summer than listening to the maid playing a fan beside her.

What's more, a calm mind is naturally cool; if there are no other distractions, no distracting thoughts, naturally you won't feel hot.

But when a gust of familiar cold wind poured into the face, a small strand of hair was slightly raised, bringing a burst of coolness to the hot and dry skin, which could be regarded as a solution to the urgent need.

Ning Zisheng felt a small drop of sweat running down his forehead, and his body covered by heavy clothes regained consciousness.

The pen in his hand was about to touch the paper, but he paused lightly, and finally failed to drop it, so he put it back on the pen holder.

It was her distracting thoughts.

"how?"

There was nothing in front of her, and Ning Zisheng felt like she was talking to a cloud of emptiness. She didn't know why, but she just knew that someone was listening.

Sure enough, although someone did not appear in front of her eyes, she quietly leaned over and leaned against her thigh in a familiar posture.

Ning Zisheng asked again:

"what happened?"

It's so hot, why don't you stay in the hall and eat ice, what are you doing here?

Immediately, she felt the invisible cheek approach her ear, and complained in a very small voice: "I just found out that you are still investigating the affairs of Meng's house, why don't you tell me."

Liu Li is now a large piece of walking human-shaped ice, sticking to his side, making the whole person feel icy, and he doesn't want to push away at all, but can't help but want to get closer, and get closer.

Ning Zisheng also indulged his selfish desires in this way, letting Liu Li's touch smooth all her restlessness, and sighed slightly:

"...you overheard it?"

"Yeah." Liu Li complained dissatisfiedly, "You are so busy, why? You didn't tell me a word. Although I can't help? What? Help, but at least..."

As she said that, she suddenly trembled all over.

"No, I... seem to be able to help."

With the current Golden Finger, unless Liu Li takes the initiative to show up, if it appears in the form of a spirit body? No one will be able to see it.

She may not be able to do murder and arson, but it is not easy to listen to such trivial things as a corner.Just now, didn't she just hear Xiaorui and Yan'er's whispering?Previously, it was also by relying on the desire to listen to the corner, that I came across Meng Xiran's matter.

This point, she had never thought of it before.

Perhaps it was because Ning Zisheng was calm no matter what he talked about, so Liu Li tacitly accepted that she could handle everything well, and subconsciously felt that he couldn't help anything.

At this time, I realized this, and my heart suddenly felt a little eager to try.

She also thought it could help her in some way.

Ning Zisheng touched the top of her hair: "But Meng Xiran knows about you, even if she doesn't show up, she will inevitably find out."

After knowing that Liu Li can "stealth", he can naturally feel the abnormal cool wind that follows, especially in the hot summer, it is more obvious and there is nowhere to hide.

"I... can also hide it better, so that she won't find it." Liu Li said, "Wait, your right hand?"

Landing on her side, Ning Zisheng's right thumb had a shallow scar, which was scratched by something, but the wound was extremely slender.

Although it looked like he was about to heal as before, it was still shocking in Liu Li's eyes.Even though she was still thinking about the tricks of the Meng family before, when she saw this place, she couldn't help but believe it.

"What's going on here?"

This is the hand that holds the pen and writes. How could it suddenly be injured?

What else does the Meng family have? A secret that no one knows?Can even Ning Zisheng be hurt?

Liu Li immediately looked at her other hand, and as expected, on the side of the index finger of her left hand, she also saw similar scars, but this one was deeper and slightly reddish, as if engraved on the slender finger bone.

Ning Zisheng smiled, didn't explain much, just raised his hand, let her look at it enough, before saying: "It's just a small injury, it's okay."

"Is it dangerous?" Liu Li bit his lip.

Ning Zisheng shook his head with a smile, but he didn't show any extra emotions.

"It's not that I want to hide it from you, but I'm just afraid that you will worry." She said, "Now that I know, don't think too much about it."

But how could she not think too much?Even the king of the dynasty will be injured, how dangerous is the matter involved?

Liu Li was a little startled.

She confirmed several times that Ning Zisheng's luck was still the peak in this world, and after she kept telling herself that no one could hurt her, she made up her mind.

"Did you apply the medicine?"

"It's not hurt, don't worry."

From the wrist to the fingertips, the snow skin is completely natural, only these two scars are like ink dripped on the painting by mistake, which are extremely annoying.

"Why don't you count it?" Liu Li retorted, "You don't take fingers seriously, do you have to be missing arms and legs to count?"

Ning Zisheng's left hand stroked down her hair little by little, and comforted him: "It's okay."

Liu Li became even angrier: "It's okay. Don't you usually write? Doesn't it hurt when you hold the pen?"

"It's okay."

The narrow voice fell beside her ear, and she repeated those two words again, her left hand had already slid down to her waist, and through her clothes, she accurately caught the ticklish spot and scratched it gently.

...Liu Li then slowly understood what Ning Zisheng meant.

Sleepy, no problem.

Want to say dirty words.

"[System] Are you thinking about going out with Ning Zisheng secretly at night to find out?"

"Do not."

How could Ning Zisheng fail to notice her existence? If he found out that she had such thoughts, he would definitely not go out. At worst, today would be delayed until tomorrow, and tomorrow would be delayed.

Therefore, this is not a good way to relieve her worries, but it will cause more troubles for her.

"I think……"

The author has something to say: Li ion: Your finger is injured!

Nine: Oh, but it doesn’t affect sleep

ion:?