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Angry, Han Qing ran a few miles away in the time it took to burn an incense stick, and went all the way to Qingzhou. Halfway through the journey, the bitter cold wind blew, and her stuffy head seemed to suddenly light up. She seemed to have something Important things are forgotten.

After squatting on the side of the official road and thinking for a long time, she slapped her head and remembered.

She forgot to tell Fuan that the inn just now was a black shop.

Thinking of this, her complexion changed. Originally, she relied on her lightness to dominate the world, but Fuan gave her a few antidote pills, so she dared to lead Fuan to eat and drink in the black shop openly.

But being so angry by Fu An, she forgot about the black shop and ran away alone.

Fu'an is a weak little chicken with no effort, she looks soft and easy to bully, she doesn't know how those villains in the black shop will deal with her little nephew.

In winter, Han Qing broke into a cold sweat from shock. Although Fu'an had poisoned her, she still liked this nephew who had a similar smell to her.

Don't let anything happen to you.

Han Qing used his lightness skills and hurried back to the tiger and wolf den in the deep forest.

Before arriving at the inn, Han Qing smelled a burning smell and felt a little uneasy.

The inn was set on fire, and by the time Han Qing arrived, half of it had been burned.

But there were no figures of Fu'an and the few gangsters from the inn.

Han Qing's anxious face turned pale. If something happened to Fu'an, don't blame her, even she herself would not be able to forgive herself.

She had a good nose, took a deep breath and sniffed, and she actually smelled it.

Fu'an has a unique medicinal scent, which is not found in other people's bodies.

The scent of the medicine mixed with the smell of sweat, went to the path to the west.

I'm afraid Fu'an was caught by those people and carried away to sell.

Like a hunting dog, Han Qing occasionally stopped to sniff, and after confirming his location, he galloped away.

Fortunately, Han Qingqinggong traveled very fast, and she quickly caught up with Fu'an and those gangsters.

But when he saw a few of them, Han Qing felt that the situation was extremely reversed.

Fu An sat on a small bamboo chair, and four panting men carried her forward like a sedan chair.

The shopkeeper, who was walking, bowed his head and held a plate of pastries and a jug of wine, and said to Fu'an fawningly.

"Grandma, my servant will pour you another glass of wine."

Fu An sat on the bamboo chair with an aggrieved face, his fair and delicate face was wrinkled, holding a piece of cake with a bite in his hand, his eyes were still red, as if he had cried, and he disliked that one in a soft voice. dispensers.

"I don't want to drink it anymore, it's too bad to drink, you tell them to carry it more steadily, it makes my back hurt."

Han Qing jumped down from the tree with a blank expression, and landed right in front of Fu'an.

"Little nephew, what are you?"

The bodies of the sedan chairmen shook and they were startled, but they recognized Han Qing, and their mournful faces became even more mournful.

Seeing Han Qing, Fu'an snorted a little angrily, but still patted the empty space around him, and said in a crying voice.

"Little uncle, are you tired? Come and sit with me."

Although Han Qing was puzzled, he happily climbed onto the chair and sat with Fu An.

"Heroine, why don't you eat cakes?"

The shopkeeper at the side smiled like a flower, looked at Han Qing flatteringly, and held up the pastry in his hand respectfully.

"No need."

Han Qing waved his hand, bumping into Fu'an's shoulder excitedly and asked.

"This is how the same thing."

Fu An took a bite of the pastry, sniffed again, and said calmly.

"They were drugged by me, and now they are obedient."

The shopkeeper looked like a pug dog, and Fu An just finished speaking, and he flattered him haha.

"Yes, yes, yes, the servants will listen to my aunt's words. My aunt tells the servants to burn the inn. The servants will burn the inn. My aunt tells the servants to go east, but the servants will never go west."

It turned out that an hour ago, Fu An collapsed on the table. Originally, she was just lying on her stomach and wanted to cry, but the shopkeeper rushed up with a few subordinates impatiently.

As soon as Fu An looked up, she saw a few obscenely smiling faces surrounding her.

No matter how stupid he is, he should know that these people have evil intentions, so Fu An angrily raised his head and pointed at the door and shouted.

"Old witch, don't go."

While several people turned their heads to look, Fu An quickly took out a small packet of white medicinal powder from his small pocket.

When they were confused and turned their heads again, the white powder with a strange fragrance came rushing towards them.

The powder didn't know what kind of strange poison it was, and the effect was extremely fast. After a moment of freezing, the body went limp.

Fu An Shi stood up suddenly, with red eyes and tears on his eyelashes, he pointed at them angrily and cursed.

Then they were tied up one by one, and each of them fed a little centipede.

This is Fu An's newly learned technique of refining Gu, and it happened to be practiced with a few of them.

As a result, a few people became Fu'an's little followers. In order to survive, they really treated Fu'an as their parents, obedient to everything.

After listening to Fu'an's reasons, Han Qing looked at Fu'an with admiration.

The two reconciled again, happily instructing a few people to go east and west together, and started their journey of wandering around the rivers and lakes.

Here, Fu'an Han Qing was messing around, and the other end had already rushed to the front of the burned down inn.

She sighed softly, her complexion was a bit haggard, but after a few days, she also became lighter.

After hesitating for a moment, she still followed the path that Fuan and the others had passed by.

Qingyuan felt that since the relationship between the young lady and Her Royal Highness became more and more intimate, the young lady seemed to have become a little lazy.

Originally, I would get up early every morning to read a book, but now I am still sleeping soundly on the bed with Her Royal Highness the princess.

Qingyuan propped her chin, complaining to Lvruan boredly.

"It's not that Her Royal Highness doesn't have a boudoir, so why does she occupy Miss's bed every day?"

Lu Ruan was busy wiping the table with her hands, and replied perfunctorily.

"They have a close relationship and love to lie on the same bed. Why do you care so much?"

Qing Yuan pursed her lips and said.

"Our relationship is also close, and we don't lie in the same bed now."

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Lu Ruan rolled her eyes, wrung out the dishcloth, and walked out of the room with the copper basin in hand.

"I went to fetch water, I'm too lazy to tell you."

Walking to the attic, Lu Ruan looked worriedly at the closed carved window.

Miss and Princess are so presumptuous, they are not afraid to go back to the palace, Your Majesty knows it.

Lu Ruan was worried for Xia Qiulian, but Xia Qiulian was still asleep.

Last night Yan Banting was fooling around with her arms around her, rubbing her back and forth in his arms and refusing to let go, she reprimanded her several times before calming down.

Later, after tossing and tossing for a long time, I fell asleep.

Before she woke up, she felt some numbness in front of her body, and her body was also a little heavy, as if being pressed by something.

The eyelids were a little heavy, but her head had begun to wake up gradually, and Xia Qiulian slowly opened her eyes.

Exquisite fair face, quiet and a bit lazy, with a slight glance down with tired and hazy eyes.

Then he caught a glimpse of a black shadow bulging in front of her, curled up in front of her, moving restlessly.

Accompanied by a sudden slight pain in the skin, Xia Qiulian became much more awake. She moved her body and stared intently.

But Yan Wanting was lying on her body, with his arms around her slender waist, covered with brocade quilt, he didn't know what he was doing.

On the cheeks, two red clouds rose in an instant, Xia Qiulian stretched out his hand angrily, and pushed Yan Banting's head away.

"Yan Wanting, what are you doing?"

"Did not do anything."

Yan Wanting tilted his head and poked his head out from the brocade quilt, his fair and tender face was flushed red from the difficulty of breathing, and his eyes were pink.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her lips, and her lips were too red. She smashed her lips, and she seemed to have something to say, and her face was a little innocent.

She sat up, sat upright, and asked solemnly.

"Qiu Lian, you're awake, you need to wash up and get up."

Xia Qiulian scolded sullenly.

"Yan Wanting, you are taking advantage of others' danger."

Yan Wanting sat on his knees, with a cute and innocent face, as if nothing had happened, and said with a doting smile

"Have you had enough sleep? Get up if you have had enough sleep, I will take you to play in Tianji Valley."

The blush on Xia Qiulian's face hadn't faded, she glanced at her, adjusted the scattered clothes on her body, and said in a soft voice.

"When will you be more peaceful?"