When the heroine becomes paranoid

...." Sheng Tingwan really wanted to slap herself.

"But I'll give this to you first," Nuannuan took out the medicine bag Fang Minghe gave him, "here are Guyang Pill and Chinuan Paste."

She told Sheng Tingwan the curative effects and usage methods of these two medicines.

Sheng Tingwan looked at Nuan in surprise, she didn't expect Nuan to be concerned about her body cold, moved and delighted and said: "Is this the birthday gift you want to give me?"

Seeing her cheerful look, Wen Nuan smiled in her black-stained eyes, "Is it so easy to be satisfied?"

"If I'm not satisfied, what can you do?"

Wen Nuan smiled faintly, "Naturally, I'll give you whatever you want, even if it's the stars in the sky or the moon in the water, I'll bring you all."

Sheng Tingwan's heart trembled, and she looked at Wen Nuan, her peach-like pupils seemed to hide tiny stars.

The stars in the sky and the moon in the water are all hidden in this person's exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

Sheng Tingwan heard the calling in his heart.

Why not try to keep her? !

You are now the queen of Tianyang Kingdom, you can’t get what you want, why don’t you try?

Yup?

Why doesn't she try it? !

Sheng Tingwan seemed to hear himself say: "You have to do what you say."

With a warm smile, he said, "Well, we will do what we say."

Chapter 106

How to try?

First of all, Sheng Tingwan has to determine whether Ling Nuannuan's feelings for her are the respect between monarchs and ministers, the sympathy between friends, or the blind date between lovers.

After all, she has already confirmed what her feelings for Ling Nuannuan are.

She likes her, she loves her dearly.

This shady love has been hidden in her heart for several years. In the past, she didn't beg to be intimate with Ling Nuannuan, thinking that she could be with her for a long time, looking at her slender figure, her voice and smile, and listening to her stories. Zuo angrily called her "Her Majesty the Queen", and she was satisfied.

Sheng Tingwan has a little bad taste in her heart. She likes to make Nuan Nuan angry, and then she will call her "Her Majesty the Queen" angrily. Every time she sees her cold and helpless appearance, she feels such warmth. So charming.

She thought, if she was lingering between the beds, spraying rain and clouds, and she heard Wen Nuanjiao panting and calling her "Your Majesty", what a charming demeanor it would be, and it would definitely make people want to stop and unable to extricate themselves.

At sunset, the team returning to Beijing marched to Qingchao City, which was only half a day away from the capital.

With only half a day left, Sheng Tingwan wanted to hurry up, but Nuannuan asked to stop for an hour, and after a short rest, he rushed back to the capital.

"Why?" Sheng Tingwan asked, frowning.

The team stopped outside Qingchao City, and the way back to the capital did not need to enter Qingchao City, but directly took the Shanjing official road to reach the south gate of the capital.

Nuan Nuan leaned against the car, the curtains were pulled up to let in the wind, she looked into the distance, "Take a break, the rush is too fast, the soldiers can't stand it."

From Xizhou to the capital, Sheng Tingwan has been demanding to hurry on the road as soon as possible. Tens of thousands of soldiers spent eight or nine days walking to Qingchao City almost without sleep.

If Wen Nuan didn't ask the team to stop and go after waking up, I'm afraid that a bunch of soldiers would be exhausted on the way back to Beijing this time.

Sheng Tingwan also knew that she was in a hurry and didn't choose the way, and let the soldiers rush with her crazily, which consumed a lot of soldiers' physical strength and energy. According to Lu Yan, many soldiers along the way were in a coma because they were too anxious to carry on.

Even Fang Minghe and Shen Zhijin were exhausted a few times and passed out accidentally. Fang Minghe was in better health, unlike Shen Zhijin who was paralyzed in the carriage every day, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

The male protagonist's thin and small body was tossed to death.

"Okay." Sheng Tingwan said silently.

Everyone rectified and rested at the same place, Sheng Tingwan went to find Fang Minghe, and asked about the physical condition at the corner of Wen Nuan's mouth.

Nuannuan looked towards Qingchao City, saw Wang Zhao's figure in the distance, immediately waved his hand and said, "Vice General Wang."

Wang Zhao jumped off the horse, walked to Nuannuan, and handed a pack of things wrapped in oil paper to Nuannuan, "Master Xiang, this is what you asked for, and I will buy it for you at the end."

Wen Nuan sniffed it, and it was right. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Vice Admiral Wang."

Wang Zhao was flattered and said: "It will be an honor to be able to do things for the Prime Minister."

"Vice General Wang, go to rest first. I really can't bear it because I have made you too tired these few days." Everyone's hard work and support and warmth are seen in the eyes.

Wang Zhao waved his hand and said, "If Xiang Ye said this, he will ruin the last general. As long as Xiang Ye is safe and sound, even if it takes the life of the general, the general will be willing."

After the battle of Fenggui Gorge, Ling Nuannuan became the God of War of their Tianyang Kingdom army like a god, the person they respect and admire the most in their hearts.

Wen Nuan gave a faint smile: "Vice General Wang, you value love and righteousness, I am deeply impressed."

Wang Zhao patted his head, smiled embarrassedly, and turned to sit with other soldiers to recharge their batteries.

Lu Yan cooked a pot of clear porridge, filled a bowl and brought it to the warm carriage, "Master Xiang, it's time to eat."

The warm state is still very weak, and these days he has been drinking a bowl of clear porridge to satisfy his hunger, which is Fang Minghe's special request.

"Can I not drink?"

During this period of time, I drank clear porridge every day, and the birds were about to fade out of my mouth.

Lu Yan smiled and said, "No way, Mr. Xiang."

Wen Nuan pretended to be vicious, "How dare you disobey my order!"

Lu Yan pretended not to see it, and handed the porridge bowl over, "Master, will you drink it yourself? Or will the servant call His Majesty to feed you personally?"

warmth:"...."

Good guy, Lu Yan is promising, and dare to threaten her! ?

but--

Wen Nuan rolled his eyes and raised his chin, "Then you call Your Majesty to let her feed me herself."

"..." Lu Yan was silent for a moment, and put down the porridge bowl, "Master, wait a moment, slave... let's go now."

It's still Xiangye who is at the pinnacle, she can't beat him.

But think about it, Her Majesty the Empress might not be able to beat the Prime Minister.

"What?" Sheng Tingwan listened to Lu Yan's words in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Lu Yan told the truth: "Master Xiang said that he wants His Majesty to feed her porridge himself."

Sheng Ting Wan felt as if struck by lightning, her voice became dry, "She...does she want me to feed her porridge?"

Lu Yan nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Sheng Tingwan: "...."

Hearing this, Fang Minghe was shocked by Xiangye's profound strength in his heart, but on the surface he was calm, and he made an impressive expression of "don't listen to evil, and don't see evil".

Sheng Tingwan walked towards the warm carriage, the closer he got, the more excited and nervous he felt.

Why did she tell her to feed porridge?

Was she in so much pain that she didn't have the energy to serve the porridge bowl?

Or did she want to feed her porridge by herself?

"What are you thinking about?"

A question sounded in his ear, Sheng Tingwan was fascinated by it, he didn't pay much attention to who asked it, so he blurted out: "Why does she want me to feed her porridge?"

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Tingwan suddenly realized who was asking the question just now.

She looked up and met a pair of star-like eyes, and saw the corners of her mouth curled up, "Because I'm too lazy to move, if Your Majesty doesn't want to feed me porridge,"

Nuan Nuan raised his chin at Lu Yan, "It's not impossible for Lu Yan to feed me porridge."

Lu Yan: "..."

No!

She can't stand it!

Sheng Tingwan looked at Lu Yan with deep eyes, "Do you want to feed Nuan Nuan porridge?"

Lu Yan waved his hands hastily: "Slave, don't dare!"

Wen Nuan raised her eyebrows, pretending to be disappointed and said: "So I'm so unpopular, no one feeds me even if I want to eat a bowl of porridge?"

Sheng Tingwan: "...."

Lu Yan: "..."

She bowed to the two of them to leave, and turned around decisively to leave this place of right and wrong.

Sheng Tingwan looked at Lu Yan as if he was looking at a traitor, and finally rolled his eyes helplessly, and picked up the porridge bowl in front of him.

Fearing that it would be too hot, she even blew on it, and said helplessly, "Eat."

A glint of complacency flashed in Nuan Nuan's eyes, he lowered his head and drank the slightly trembling spoonful of porridge, "It's delicious."

Sheng Tingwan saw her crooked eyebrows, her clear eyes were full of her figure, she couldn't help thinking, it would be great if her figure was always there.

She avoided her sight a little guiltyly, and continued to feed Wen Nuan and drink porridge.

Drinking a bowl of porridge is really tormenting, mainly tormenting Sheng Tingwan, but drinking it warm is extremely enjoyable.

Sheng Tingwan was about to leave with the empty bowl after drinking, but Wen Nuan grabbed his wrist, "What's wrong? Do you want to drink?"

Isn't it usually a bowl of rice?

Can't get enough to eat now?

"have you had your dinner?"

Sheng Tingwan looked at her helplessly, "Someone asked me to feed the porridge myself, how can I have time to eat?"

Wen Nuan took the oiled paper on the side and handed it to Sheng Tingwan, "Hey, this is for you."

"what?"

"you guess."

Seeing that she was pretending to be mysterious, Sheng Tingwan took it over and asked doubtfully while tearing it apart: "Are you... sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

The osmanthus cake is engraved with the word "Su Gui". It is a dessert shop in Qingchao City that specializes in osmanthus cakes. It is called "Su Guifang".

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by this Su Guifang is shaped like osmanthus and smells like sweet-scented osmanthus. It is the specialty of this Su Gui to make dessert sandwiches with osmanthus stamens, so her sweet-scented osmanthus cake is slightly sweeter and denser than other sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Soft and elastic, very popular in the world.

Sheng Ting Wan is no exception. He likes the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made by Su Guifang. However, the supply of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in Su Guifang is limited every day. They only sell for 3000 yuan each time. Almost all of them are sold out before noon, and some people order in advance.

It is simply hard to find, and the supply exceeds the demand.

In the past, when Sheng Tingwan wanted to eat, she would deliberately grind Ling Wennuan to Suguifang's Beijing branch to buy it for her, because she found that Nuannuan could buy Suguifang's osmanthus cakes every time, no matter how early or late, even if Suguifang had closed the shop Rest behind closed doors, as long as she wants to eat, Nuan Nuan can buy her.

Sheng Tingwan looked at the familiar sweet-scented osmanthus cake, since Ling Wennuan resigned and left her, she has never eaten Su Guifang's sweet-scented osmanthus cake again.

Lu Yan also bought Su Guifang's osmanthus cake for her, but when he ate it, he found that the taste had changed.

In fact, she knew that it wasn't the taste of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had changed, but that she didn't know how to eat it.

Nuan Nuan saw that Sheng Tingwan had been looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but didn't move, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

She clearly remembered that Sheng Tingwan liked Suguifang's sweet-scented osmanthus cakes very much. The taste was a bit sweet, and Xiaokuibao had always been her favorite. In the past, she was always teased by the love and asked her to go to the Beijing branch of Suguifang to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for her to eat.

Seeing Sheng Tingwan now, she can't help but think, Nuan Nuan thought: I haven't seen her in three years, has her taste changed a lot?

"Don't like it?" Wen Nuan asked tentatively.

Sheng Tingwan's fingertips froze, and he was speechless: "When did you buy it?"

"I happened to come to Qingchao City, so I asked Vice General Wang to help me buy some."

Sheng Tingwan glanced at the sky outside, "At this time, Su Guifang has long been closed, how did Wang Zhao buy it?"

In the past, Nuan Nuan could buy it at any time and she endured it. After all, Nuan Nuan was resourceful, and she couldn't handle an osmanthus cake from Su Guifang.

But now, Wang Zhao can buy it at will, isn't it a bit bullying? !

She is the Empress of Tianyang Kingdom. If she used to send other people to buy Su Guifang's osmanthus cake, unless she used the imperial power, she would never be able to buy it. Osmanthus cake.

Nuan Nuan smiled: "Vice General Wang bought it on my behalf, so naturally he can buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Didn't you always know that I can buy Su Guifang's sweet-scented osmanthus cakes all the time?"

"Then how did you buy it?"

Sheng Tingwan wanted to ask a long time ago, this question has troubled her for a long time.

Nuan Nuan didn't answer her first, but raised his chin at her, "Try it?"

Sheng Tingwan picked up a piece, took a bite, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

She actually tasted the familiar taste before? !

Sheng Tingwan felt ridiculous in his heart. The reason why he didn't know the taste of food was because the people around him were gone. Now that she is back by her side, the lost taste has returned.

"...Delicious." Sheng Tingwan took another bite, "It's delicious."

Nuan raised her hand and wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, "Eat more if it tastes good."

"If in the future...do I still want to eat?"

Nuan Nuan smiled: "If you still want to eat in the future, I will buy it for you."

Sheng Tingwan lowered his eyes and ate a piece, "You haven't told me why you can buy Su Guifang's osmanthus cake every time?"

Wen Nuan picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a bite, "Because I am the boss of Su Guifang, if the boss wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, why can't he eat it?"

Sheng Tingwan: "...."

She imagined many reasons, but did not think of this one.

"How could you open a dessert shop that makes sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Sheng Tingwan was puzzled.

The majestic prime minister of Tianyang Kingdom secretly opened a dessert shop, no matter how you hear it, it sounds like a fantasy.

Nuannuan looked at Sheng Tingwan, and said helplessly: "It's not a certain child who yells to eat very sweet osmanthus cake every day. The osmanthus cake made in the palace is not sweet and the taste is not good. In order to satisfy someone Because of children's preferences, I had no choice but to open a dessert shop by myself, but I didn't expect it to be quite popular."

Su Guifang is just a dessert shop that she opened because she was bored in her free time to cope with Sheng Ting Wan. Since its opening, Su Gui Fang only sells one kind of pastry, which is Sheng Ting Wan's favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Nuannuan didn't expect that Su Guifang was very popular because of its unique sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and branch stores opened all over Tianyang Kingdom.

Sheng Tingwan looked at Wen Nuan in disbelief, and in an instant, her heart beat violently and hotly, deafeningly loud.

She fell in love with a god who could grant her every wish.

It's just that the desire deep in her heart is too vile and lowly.

She dared not say it, for fear of polluting the gods.

Chapter 107

Sheng Tingwan lowered his head and remained silent, eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake non-stop, as if the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand was the last time in her life.

"Eat slowly," Wen Nuan held Sheng Tingwan's wrist, "It's not like I won't be able to eat it later."

"you do not say?"

"what?"

Sheng Tingwan raised his eyelids, looked at Nuan Nuan, and said in a calm tone, "When your poison is lifted, aren't you going to travel around?"

By then, she would not be able to eat such a familiar sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Wen Nuan paused, and was about to say that he was not leaving, but what came out was a painful roar.

"what--"

The pain of disjointed tendons and bones came unexpectedly, and Nuan Nuan yelled out in pain in an instant, her already uncomfortably complexion became even paler because of the pain, and her body kept shaking and trembling, like a epileptic seizure, really scary.

Thick black blood welled up in her throat, and the warmth couldn't hold back, it spewed out in one gulp, and splashed on Sheng Tingwan's white brocade clothes, completely dyeing her white clothes black and red, making her look horrible.

"Nuannuan!" Sheng Tingwan hugged Wennuan immediately, and shouted anxiously outside the carriage, "Lu Yan, go find Fang Minghe, hurry up!"

"Yes." Hearing this, Lu Yan immediately went to call Fang Minghe.

Warmth shuddered all over, twitching in Sheng Tingwan's arms, black blood kept gushing out of his mouth, his face became paler, as if his soul would return to the west in a second.

"Nuannuan? Nuannuan?" Sheng Tingwan saw Nuannuan slowly closing her eyes, she was afraid that Nuannuan would not be able to sleep.

She kept yelling, "Warm, don't sleep! Please, don't sleep, look at me, I'm Ting Wan! Nuan..."

[Pain shielding is on, it can only play half of the effect, the remaining half, you stick to it yourself. 】The system worried.

Wen Nuan felt that she could catch a little breath. Although her body was still shaking and vomiting blood, she really felt better.

"Thanks."

Fang Minghe quickly ran over and gave Wen Nuan a silver needle, and Nuan Nuan's condition immediately eased a lot.

Sheng Tingwan still felt trembling, but when he looked carefully, it turned out that he was trembling.

Nuan Nuan clasped her fingers tightly with blood in her mouth, and comforted her: "Don't...don't be afraid, I...I'm here."

Tears wet the eyes, Sheng Tingwan had tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Well, I'm not afraid, you have to persevere, we are going back to the capital soon, you persevere, okay?"

"...Okay." Nuan Nuan said weakly, and passed out completely in the next second.

After Fang Ming finished applying the silver needles, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, the condition of the Prime Minister is basically stable. We can't continue to rest in Qingchao City at this moment. We must hurry back to the palace."

"Okay." Sheng Tingwan ignored the blood stains on his body, opened the curtain, and shouted, "Everyone, set off and return to Beijing immediately, without delay!"

Everyone stood up immediately, "Yes—"

The silent night was disturbed by the chaotic and hurried sound of horses trampling. In the middle of the night, the south gate of the capital city received an order, and immediately opened the palace gate wide, and drove all the way to the palace, no one dared to stop it.

As soon as she entered the palace, Sheng Tingwan immediately asked Lu Yan to go to the treasury to fetch Lihuo Ganoderma, and she carried the warmth to her bedroom.

Qianyang Hall.

Sheng Tingwan put the blood-stained Nuannuan on the couch, and made room for Fang Minghe to continue to give Nuannuan needles.

Lu Yan didn't dare to delay, and immediately fetched Lihuo Lingzhi, "Your Majesty, Lihuo Lingzhi is here."

Sheng Tingwan took the sandalwood box and handed it to Fang Minghe, "Look, is it this?"

Fang Minghe opened the box, his heart was full of excitement, and he said with great joy, "Your Majesty, this is Lihuo Ganoderma lucidum, Master Xiang has been saved."

"Hurry up, use it for Wen Nuan." Sheng Tingwan hurriedly said, "Use it all for her."

There is still half of Lihuo Ganoderma lucidum left, which is hard to find in the world, Sheng Tingwan now thinks that as long as she can save Nuannuan, even if she uses all of them, she will not feel bad.

Fang Minghe shook his head and cut off a piece of Ganoderma lucidum, "This is enough. Although Lihuo Ganoderma lucidum is a divine herb, taking too much of it will be harmful instead of beneficial."

As the saying goes, when the moon is full, it will lose money, and when the water is full, it will overflow. This is the truth of Lihuo Ganoderma lucidum.

"Okay, look at it, I must save Ling Wennuan." Sheng Tingwan didn't care about Fang Minghe's use of Lihuo Ganoderma, as long as she could save Wennuan, she didn't care about anything else.

"Yes," Fang Minghe looked at Lu Yan, "Miss Lu, can I trouble you to prepare a bucket of hot water?"

"Okay, slave will go get ready."

Lu Yan immediately sent someone to fetch a bucket of hot water.

The hot water came quickly, Fang Minghe looked at Sheng Tingwan, "Your Majesty, I will detoxify the Prime Minister later, the scene is a bit bloody, I'm afraid you can't bear it, can you leave the bedroom?"

Just as Sheng Tingwan was about to refuse, he heard the warm voice say, "Tingwan, you go out first, and...with Fang Minghe here, I will...will be fine."

"I want to be here with you." Sheng Tingwan said in a deep voice.

Nuan Nuan panted heavily, "I'm fine, you...go out first, and when it's dawn, I'll...go out to find you, okay?"

Sheng Tingwan still wanted to persevere.

Wen Nuan coughed a few times, "Ting Wan, be obedient, okay?"

"...Okay." Sheng Tingwan clenched his fists and looked at Fang Minghe, "I must get rid of this poison, otherwise I will let you be buried with Nuannuan."

Fang Minghe nodded and said, "Minister, take the order."

Sheng Tingwan took a deep look at Wen Nuan, turned around and left the dormitory, stood outside the door, steadfastly staring at Qianyang Hall.

After a while, everyone heard a heart-piercing shout from Qianyang Hall.

The cry was very miserable, like a thousand cuts, it made the listeners tremble with fear, and the hairs stood on end.

Sheng Tingwan took a step forward, but stopped abruptly on the spot, her palm was covered with bloodstains, and her red eyes fixedly stared at Qianyang Palace.

She listened to the warm screams in the hall, each sound was like a sharp blade, cutting her heart mercilessly.

again and again.

The sky is bright and the sun is rising.

The first morning light fell on the plaque of Qianyang Hall, and the closed door slowly opened with the moving light.

The waiting people heard the reputation and went over.

The person who came out was dressed in white, and the morning light fell on her slender body, as if emitting a faint fluorescent light, as if she was about to fly into a fairy in the next second.

Those clear peach blossom eyes seemed to be floating with tiny stars and a smile.

Sheng Tingwan's lips twitched, he couldn't say a word because of his excitement, he could only stand there, watching the fairy slowly walking towards her in a daze.

Wennuan walked up to Sheng Tingwan, opened her arms, and said with a smile, "Tingwan, come here, let me hug you."

The little crying bag, crying again makes people feel distressed.

Sheng Tingwan took a step uncertainly, as if she was worried that everything in front of her was an illusion, but at the moment when she hugged Nuannuan, she really felt that Nuannuan was still alive, and Nuannuan was still by her side.

"...warm?" she called out tremblingly.

Nuan Nuan responded with a low smile: "Well, I'm here."

"The poison of Xiangye has been lifted, but Xiangye's body is still very weak, and he needs to rest for a long time, and he cannot use force for three months." Fang Minghe wrote the medicine list while instructing, "This is for my minister to give to Xiangye. The Buddha Soul Decoction powder for health care needs to be taken for three months, every day at You hour, and three bowls of water can be boiled into one bowl."

"In terms of food, I hope that Master Xiang can keep it light, and taboo big fish and meat, spicy drinks."

"In terms of rest, I hope that Mr. Xiang will go to bed early and get up early, and don't overwork. The main reason is..." Fang Minghe glanced at Sheng Tingwan. Master Xiang still wants to travel around, so he can go out for half a year... um... a year or so, after all, it's safe."

Sheng Tingwan withdrew his threatening gaze, and looked at Wen Nuan meaningfully, "Fang Minghe comes from a family of genius doctors, you must obey what he asks, it's for your own good, you know?"

Nuannuan pretended not to know the little Jiujiu in the hearts of the two, and nodded helplessly: "Okay, I will trouble Doctor Fang during this time."

Fang Minghe handed the medicine list to Lu Yan, "It's what I should do. The Prime Minister is too polite."

He packed up his things and saluted, "Master Xiang, please rest first, and this humble minister will leave first."

Sheng Tingwan waved his hand: "Go."

"Your Majesty, Lord Xiang, I'm going to boil the medicine," Lu Yan said.

"Okay, let's go." Sheng Tingwan was still a little worried, "You can't leave people next to the medicine stove, so you should stay by the side all the time."

She can't trust others, but Lu Yan is her confidant.

Lu Yan replied, "No."

In Qianyang Hall, only Wen Nuan, who was lying on the bed and his complexion improved obviously, and Sheng Ting Wan, who stood aside and felt embarrassed everywhere.

Nuan Nuan looked at Sheng Ting Wan leisurely, and patted the side of the bed, "Is Your Majesty the Empress standing there because she is afraid that the common people will infect you with your illness?"

Sheng Tingwan looked at the warmth, she was only wearing a thin white robe, the neckline was wide open, revealing the beautifully curved collarbone and the infinite beauty under the stretching collar.

She swallowed her throat, walked to the side of the bed, sat down tremblingly, "...No."

Sheng Tingwan looked at the half of Nuan Nuan's breast and the strange pattern on her chest. When Fang Minghe treated the wound for Nuan Nuan, she saw the pattern on Nuan Nuan's right chest, which looked like a flower. The root is red, as if stained red by blood, and the upper stamen is black, revealing a coquettish charm.

Wen Nuan followed her gaze to look at her right breast, and deliberately joked: "Does it look good?"

Sheng Tingwan reacted, and immediately looked away, stammering: "I...I didn't mean to watch, I...I'm just curious."

"Curious what?"

"Is that a flower?" Sheng Tingwan asked curiously.

Nodding warmly: "It's a flower, called a rose."

"Where are the flowers?"

Sheng Tingwan had never seen such a coquettish and beautiful flower.

Warm smiled slightly.

Seeing Wen Nuan smiling at her with crooked eyebrows, Sheng Tingwan's heart skipped a beat, "What... what's wrong?"

Did she say something wrong?

Nuan got up, leaned closer to Sheng Tingwan, and whispered in a low voice, as if coaxing, "It's a flower blooming on the tip of my heart."

Transferred from the inner thigh to the chest, this is the red rose that "she" planted with her own hands.

This was the moment when she was hit by an arrow, the rose on her chest was stained red with blood, and she suddenly realized why this rose came to her chest.

It turned out that this was the red rose that "she" personally gave her, telling her passionate and straightforward love.

Sheng Tingwan stared blankly at Wen Nuan, his eyes slowly slipping away from her beautiful eyebrows, her straight nose bridge, and her full rosy lips.

She wanted to kiss Fangze wishfully.

The distance is slowly getting closer, Nuan Nuan remains motionless, waiting for her to approach slowly, she puts away the sharp thorns, only showing her the softest stamen.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and low, pressing on the hearts of the two, as if everything had stopped, only each other's heartbeats were still frantic.

"Master Xiang? Zhijin came to visit you?" Shen Zhijin's voice came from the door, "Are you okay?"

The gate of Qianyang Hall was not closed, so Shen Zhijin easily stepped into the hall, saw the two people beside the bed, and did not feel the coldness in the hall at all.

He walked in very familiarly, saw Sheng Tingwan beside the bed, bowed his body and saluted, "Chen Lang has seen Your Majesty."

Then he looked at Wen Nuan again and said worriedly: "Zhijin met Xiangye, Xiangye, are you better?"

A vein twitched on Sheng Tingwan's forehead, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Zhijin, you..."

Shen Zhijin was called out by Sheng Tingwan, and suddenly remembered what Sheng Tingwan had told him earlier, she immediately twisted her body, turned around and sat on Sheng Tingwan's lap, and said coquettishly: "Oh, Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is still sick, you Why can't you wait for a while?"

Sheng Tingwan: "..."

Wen Nuan sighed, held back the corners of his mouth, lay down and turned around, pretending to be a little tired, and said: "Your Majesty, the grass people are tired, so we won't see you and Shen Guijun off."

Sheng Tingwan: "..."

Chapter 108

Murderous!

Very strong murderous intent!

Shen Zhijin glanced at Ling Wenwen, who had turned his back on him, and looked at Sheng Tingwan, whose face had darkened in front of him, with extreme caution. He was basically sure.

Sheng Tingwan has murderous intent towards him! ?

Realizing this, Shen Zhijin immediately jumped out of Sheng Tingwan's arms, and immediately saluted: "Since the Prime Minister is going to rest, then...then Zhijin will not bother the Prime Minister, Your Majesty, Chen Lang will leave first, you guys continue."

"Wait a minute," Sheng Tingwan glanced at Wen Nuan, and saw that she had closed her eyes to rest, thinking that she had just finished detoxification, her body was still very weak, and she really needed to take a good rest.

She took a deep breath, stared at Shen Zhijin with deep meaning in her eyes, and then said in a gentle voice: "Warm, you should have a good rest first, Zhijin and I have left first, if you have anything to do, send someone to look for me, and I will come right away."

Wen Nuan didn't look back, and waved his hand, meaning: no more.

Seeing Nuan Nuan, Sheng Tingwan didn't even look back at her, feeling depressed for a moment, turned around and pulled Shen Zhijin's sleeve, gritted his teeth with a smile and said, "Come out with me!"

Shen Zhijin: "..."

My life is over.

The two walked out of Qianyang Palace, out of the gate of Shaoyang Palace, and stood on the first palace road.

Shen Zhijin apologized immediately, with a sincere attitude, "Chen Lang is wrong."

Sheng Tingwan narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"..."

To be honest, how did Shen Zhijin know what was wrong with him? Was he still wrong when he came to care about Master Ling?

Could it be that he didn't sit in her arms immediately?

Strange to say, when Sheng Tingwan took him to Xizhou, he specially asked him to show the state of the two of them being very close and loving each other in front of Xiangye, so that Xiangye could see that they were very close.

He was confused when he heard it, but Sheng Tingwan is the current Empress, he must listen to what she said, so the two of them showed such a "deep love" intimacy in front of the Prime Minister in such an extremely embarrassing manner.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhijin asked a little tentatively: "Could it be because...the minister didn't...sit in your arms the moment he entered the door?"

Sheng Tingwan: "..."

The killing intent became stronger.

Shen Zhijin immediately apologized, "Chen Lang is wrong."

"...." Sheng Tingwan sighed, and said speechlessly, "You apologized very quickly, why didn't you judge the situation?"

Judging the situation? !

Trial what?

what?

Current situation?What is the current situation?

Could it be that there is a fierce conflict between Her Majesty the Queen and the Prime Minister?

Shen Zhijin probed again: "Could it be that there is a relationship between Mr. Xiang and you..."

Sheng Tingwan's heart was agitated by his words, his eyes flustered and he said: "No, I and Xiangye have always treated each other like guests, and I have always regarded Xiangye as my dear relative and friend."

Shen Zhijin saw her answering so quickly, as if she hadn't thought about it, and she just made up nonsense to deal with him.

Moreover, looking at Sheng Tingwan's state, it seemed that someone was poking at the center of the matter, and the eager defense was too flustered, so it was easy for people to see the flaws.

Sheng Tingwan and Xiangye are dear relatives and friends, of course he knows this, after all, the relationship between these two people was very good in the past, even better than his "childhood sweetheart" who grew up since childhood.

Sheng Tingwan is so eager to prove that the relationship between her and Xiang Ye is a dear friend, does it mean that she is not sure whether the relationship between the two is really a "beloved relative"? !

Shen Zhijin looked at Sheng Tingwan with deep eyes, "Why is Your Majesty panicking?"

Sheng Tingwan's eyelids twitched, and he denied it: "I'm not in a panic, did Shen Guijun read it wrong?"

"Is Your Majesty confirming your relationship with the Prime Minister?"

"..." Sheng Tingwan smacked his tongue, "What? What's the relationship? What nonsense is Shen Guijun talking about?"

She couldn't stay here for long, she shook her sleeves, turned around and left, "Okay, I have political affairs to attend to, so I won't talk nonsense with you here."

"Your Majesty likes Xiangye, right?" Seeing that Sheng Tingwan was about to leave, Shen Zhijin blurted out the most absurd question in his heart.

It is the most absurd to say, but Shen Zhijin also knows that this question is also the most reliable.

Because of Lenovo's past, there are various signs that Sheng Tingwan has other thoughts about Ling Nuannuan.

Sheng Tingwan suddenly stopped and stopped at the same spot, not daring to look back.

Seeing her reaction, Shen Zhijin's doubts in his heart became more determined. He thought he would be particularly shocked, but he didn't expect him to let go of it calmly.

Everyone thinks that their childhood sweethearts should get married and become husband and wife when they grow up.

His clan believed that he must be the only Fengjun of Her Majesty the Empress in the future, loved by thousands of people, and taught him how to be a dignified and elegant Fengjun of Tianyang Kingdom every day.

But everyone forgot how the two of them really thought?

Does Sheng Tingwan really want to marry him?

Does Shen Zhijin really want to marry her?

Are they really a good match?

...

In Shen Zhijin's eyes, they are not a good match. He doesn't want to marry into the palace. He wants to leave the prison of the palace and see the outside world. That's why he was willing to go to Xizhou, even if Xizhou was barren and dangerous. Go there to enjoy the unique and beautiful scenery that the capital has never had.

Just because he wanted to go out and see.

So he envied Fang Minghe very much, he could do what he liked and what he wanted to do as a man in the extremely dangerous, desolate and dangerous Xizhou and the military camp.

Free and unrestrained, unrestrained and wanton, unrestrained, casual like the wind.

It was Shen Zhijin who was so envious.

Sheng Tingwan clenched the corner of his clothes, his voice trembling, "You...what are you talking about?"

Shen Zhijin walked towards her, stood in front of her, and said again, "Your Majesty, you like Mr. Xiang, don't you?"

Sheng Tingwan wanted to justify, but when he saw Shen Zhijin's eyes, any reason seemed too pale and powerless.

As Shen Zhijin said, they grew up together, and they couldn't hide many things from each other.

but--

Sheng Tingwan thought of what Shen Zhijin said before, since she couldn't hide some things from Shen Zhijin, could she really deceive Ling Wennuan?

If she really did hide it, what should she do?

If he didn't hide it, then it means that Ling Wennuan clearly knew her feelings for her, but pretended to turn a blind eye?

Sheng Tingwan sighed and looked directly at Shen Zhijin, "Yes, I like Ling Nuannuan."

Now that Shen Zhijin guessed it, there's no need for her to keep hiding it.

Shen Zhijin was silent for a moment, then smiled, "That's pretty good."

Sheng Tingwan was taken aback by his attitude, and said in disbelief, "What...what's good?"

A woman likes another woman, how unreal, how deviant?

how is it