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Summer in ancient times was not as hot as in later generations, and the nights were cooler than the days.

Ling Zihan shook her fan and returned to the West Garden where the guest's wing was located. However, she was not idle along the way, listening to the report of the secret guard as she walked.

Just as she had guessed, Mrs. Su was so angry that she threw several sets of porcelain in the house after pretending to faint, and then summoned her confidants to hold a small meeting. Aunt Song, who seemed to follow her heart, had a close relationship with a certain person.

The child's concubine helped her make plans and wanted her to cause trouble for Ling Zihan. In fact, she was just using Su as a gunman. But Su was not stupid. After sending the two of them away, she recruited her confidant Butler Wang.

As well as the dowry wet nurse Fu Ma. She first comforted Fu Ma who suffered a serious injury, and then openly and secretly blamed Ling Zihan for the death of Fu Ma's daughter Yu Luo, making Fu Ma hate Ling even more for losing her daughter.

Zihan then generously rewarded Fu's mother with some money and asked her to bury her with a jade gong and be a good person. Fu's mother immediately voted her loyalty and said she would avenge her daughter.

This was probably the effect Su wanted. As for Butler Wang, he was said to be the chief steward of the inner courtyard, but he was actually a dog beside Su. However, this man was very thoughtful. After dismissing all the servants and maids, he gave Su Shi

He came up with a good idea to let her stay in the yard to "recuperate" and instigate the second wife, Du Mengxian, to fight with Ling Zihan.

Listening to the report, Ling Zihan sneered, "It's like a snipe and a clam fighting, but the fisherman wins."

"Master, do you want to take action?" Under the cover of night, although the face of the ghostly figure cannot be seen clearly, you can still see him wiping his neck.

Ling Zihan shook her head slightly, "No need, you just need to leave a few people to monitor the prime minister's house, and the rest will follow Liu Yun's instructions. Also, the prime minister will return to Beijing soon, so you inform people outside, there is no need for him to

Deploy our forces before returning to Beijing!"

She has never seen Prime Minister Ling's methods but has heard of them.

Come to think of it, a person who can always stand above one person and thousands of people in the ups and downs of officialdom, and let the people above him have no grudges against him, can imagine how deep his mind and how strong his wrists are. So she must

Before he comes back, increase the power behind you so that you can keep her safe and fight against him if necessary.

"Yes, I'll do it!" She saluted, and then the figure disappeared into the night like the wind. Only another phantom casually walked to the courtyard of the wing, watched her open the door and walked in, and then disappeared into the night.

A strong gust of wind blew by, and within a few moments, the phantoms surrounding the wing fell down in the night and fell asleep...

Humming a tune, Ling Zihan, who has lived in ancient times for fifteen years, has gradually become accustomed to such tranquility without having computers and other communication and entertainment facilities, let alone the anxiety of nightlife.

Unlike other charming ladies, Ling Zihan always sleeps alone. There is no maid or woman to guard the door in the room, and no one is needed to bathe and change clothes. She brings a basin of water to wash her hands and wipe herself, and puts on a fresh and neat bed.

He put on his clothes and sat back in front of the dressing mirror, arranging his hair.

Facing the mirror, she carefully combed her long black hair with a brown comb, humming a soft song.

——"Beauty, beauty."

A faint soft call floated by, as if someone had strangled the throat. The voice seemed low and hoarse, and it seemed that it was deliberately pinched very thin, making people shiver.

Ling Zihan looked back at the room, and there was no one there!

She was probably too tired today and had auditory hallucinations. She comforted herself in this way and continued to comb her hair, but the sound came again, and the window in the room was blown open at some point, and a night breeze came in.

In the room, she was stunned.

Is it a ghost? A ghost? Or...

Answers came to mind one by one, but she rejected them all. After all, she was from the 21st century, so she never believed in ghosts and gods. And she walked and sat upright, even if the ghosts really came.

, she will poison one, or two to poison a pair! Let’s see if they dare to scare her next time!

Putting down her comb, Ling Zihan walked slowly and closed the window, took off her blouse outside her pajamas, put it on the hanger and was about to go back to bed, but when she got closer, she finally discovered the problem.

When did the bed curtains be put down?

Almost out of instinct, Ling Zihan stepped forward quickly, stretched out her hand to lift up the light crimson ink bamboo bed curtain, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

On the bed covered with apricot-colored satin, a man in purple appeared out of thin air. If you look closely, you can see his stunning face with clear edges and corners, his cold eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the corners of his mouth that are raised with no restraint of evil.

, Ling Zihan suddenly remembered the accident at the city gate during the day.

It's him!

Ling Zihan instinctively wanted to scream, but her hands were faster than her voice. She covered her mouth directly, suppressed her screams, and forced herself to calm down. However, no matter how hard she calmed down,

, she still had to wonder, how did this man get in, and what did he want to do in her bed in the middle of the night? Could it be that she poisoned him during the day, and he was not convinced, and now he came to settle the score with her?

The demonic eyes suppressing anger and doubt met the deep black onyx-like eyes. The demonic and evil gazes collided in mid-air. Ling Zihan didn't come back to her senses for more than ten seconds. She was completely in the state of biological fossils.

state, motionless.

The man on the bed seemed to be extremely satisfied with her reaction. With a seductive evil smile on his face, he slowly turned sideways, supporting his head with his hand, and continued to look at her while half lying down, while his other hand reached out to the embroidered ink

The purple robe with a bamboo pattern has the front belt loosened.

The skirt of his clothes slipped down, revealing the middle coat underneath, and his skin as white as jade. Under the collar, his powerful chest muscles were vaguely visible, rising and falling with his breathing.

Then he stretched his hand to the top of his head and casually took off the blood-colored jade hairpin that bound his hair. The two jade buttons fell apart and fell, and a head of black hair spread out. A few strands naughtily slipped into his collar and peeked out.

Entering, it makes people think of the invisible place under the clothes, which is extremely enchanting.

He slowly stretched his limbs. The originally spacious bed seemed much smaller due to his presence, as if he could take up the entire bed by straightening his legs.

The bed is full...what is this situation?

Ling Zihan seemed to have regained her sense, her demonic eyes gradually lost their fire color, and became covered with a thin layer of ice. She looked at him coldly, wondering in her heart whether this man came to settle a score with her, or...

…Recommended pillow seats?

Accidentally, I asked what I was thinking, "Recommend yourself for a pillow?"

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Dear friends, welcome to the official debut of Nanzhu Evil Drop~ Meow~ What will happen tomorrow, hehe, snickering...
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