Feeding humans, she's serious

"Do you think he'll say yes?"

Walking into the palace specially set aside by the emperor, Ning Zhi pinched his eyebrows, as if he already had the answer in his heart.

Gu Fanyin lowered his eyes, focusing on the flickering candlelight in front of him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "He doesn't know how."

"But it's not important." Gu Fanyin let go of someone's tightly clasped claws, pressed the phalanx casually, and said calmly: "I'm not giving him a choice."

When the devil wants to exchange - the other party is not allowed to resist.

"That sounds really bad."

Ning Zhi smiled vaguely and met her eyes with his lowered eyes. The dim and warm candlelight fell on his drooping side face, making him look particularly gentle and ghostly.

"Hopefully he makes the right choice."

Ning Zhi let out a long sigh, paused, slowly lowered his head to reveal his slender neck, and took the initiative to lean towards Gu Fanyin.

"Fanyin, it's a little cold..."

"Bam—"

As soon as he finished speaking, something thick and warm flew out from Gu Fanyin's sleeves, and landed on Ning Zhi's shoulders in a flash.

Ning Zhi: "..."

He pressed the corners of his lips and stared at the furry cloak on his body, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Cough," Gu Fanyin covered her mouth and coughed pretending to be serious. She raised her hand and pushed the attractive person in front of her onto the bed. After a moment of silence, she covered him with a thicker quilt.

"Be calm," she climbed onto the bed, her eyes just looking at Ning Zhi who was rolled up into a ball for a second and then quickly moved away.

"I have something else to do tomorrow..."

Ning Zhi: ...a change of topic with no technical content.

He turned his head slowly and stiffly, and "angry" was written all over his extraordinarily bloated body.

Gu Fanyin: "..."

She hugged the other person's waist, then touched him when she was free, and pressed the quilt tighter.

...Their relationship has not been repaired to that extent yet, and he is still so weak...

——We can no longer let Ning insist on pushing further!

Gu Fanyin hugged the "duanzi" who wanted to roll tightly, and said proactively in a gentle manner: "It's time to go to bed now."

"Be good, or--" You have to use medicine to force you to sleep.

Before she finished her sentence, Gu Fanyin, who was hugging the quilt, felt the warm touch from her fingertips.

It was Ning Zhi who struggled to poke his head out of the layers of wrapping.

He moved his body and obediently brought his lips close to the exposed fingertips. His originally pale face was also stained with a blush under the heat.

Ning Zhi seemed a little silent, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and even the sound he made seemed to have been hidden, and he said muffled: "I know."

"Can listen to Sanskrit music."

"As long as Fanyin holds me, it will be fine."

Gu Fanyin: "..."

She resisted not taking back her fingertips, and looked at Ning Zhi, who had "well-behaved" written on his left face and "fragile" written on his right face, and for the first time a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"……Alright alright."

After a moment of silence, Gu Fanyin had no choice but to compromise again.

So the person who was wrapped in the dumpling quickly turned around and got out, holding his long furry hair that was being rubbed, and stuffed his head into Gu Fanyin's arms without any scruples.

Gu Fanyin couldn't help but touch it, blinking her eyelashes, still pampering skillfully.

"...There are still a lot of people outside," Ning Zhi's tone was still dull, as if mixed with a hint of displeasure, but there was no doubt that such emotions would never be directed at Gu Fanyin again.

Ning Zhi is really annoyed.

The outside of this palace is full of informants sent from all over the palace. Maybe what they say or do will be passed on in countless parts. "Kill them—"

Gu Fanyin covered his mouth with a smile.

There was a suspicious pause, and soon, just like countless times in the past, he gently coaxed: "Isn't this the result you want?"

Ning Zhi was still not happy: "...Who makes it so that there are always people here who want to keep an eye on my Sanskrit music."

"..."

Ning Zhi was silent again.

He hugged Gu Fanyin's waist and held her tightly in his arms. He didn't know how long it took before he squeezed out a small sigh from his throat.

"Sure enough, it would be better to kill them all..." Ning Zhi murmured, his voice getting softer.

Gu Fanyin: "..."

She pushed down the fluffy head in front of her with her backhand.

The next day, before dawn, someone from the palace knocked on the door. Gu Fanyin opened her eyes, lazily changed her clothes, and walked out with a yawn.

"Fairy Fanyin..." The palace servant opposite seemed a little nervous, and the hand holding the thing kept shaking, "Your Majesty has invited me."

Ning Zhi poked his head out from behind her like a ghost: "Oh? So early? Has his rusty brain figured it out?"

Palace man: "..."

She swallowed hard and pressed her head, as if she knew how unpleasant what she was going to say next, even her voice was low: "Young Master, please wait in the side hall for a moment."

Ning Zhi: "..."

Ning Zhi: "???"

Sensing the evil connotation, Ning Zhi narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I didn't hear it clearly just now. Do you want to say it again?"

The timid head of the palace man lowered his head lower: "Yes, it is His Majesty's order."

"Heh, I don't care whose order he is——"

"Ning Zhi," Gu Fanyin turned around and buttoned up his cloak neatly, paused, as if he had found something interesting, and said calmly, "I would like to take a look."

Look at this command, which is obviously full of loopholes - what is its purpose?

Besides...

Gu Fanyin raised his eyes and looked at someone whose eyes were glued to him, as if he was about to be torn apart in the next second. He sighed faintly: "You will listen to me, right?"

——It’s time for him to think about it carefully.

"Those words can't just be said..."

"Well," Ning Zhi's lowered eyes were still reluctant to leave, but the words in his mouth were instantly compromised: "If this is what you want."

He is not slow.

He also knew very clearly in his heart that the moment Gu Fanyin chose to ask, there was no other answer to this question.

"Please, please, Fairy Fanyin, come with me."

The palace man secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, clenched his sleeves tightly, and remembered his master's order. His heart was trembling when he spoke: "In a quarter of an hour, someone will bring Mr. Ning over. of."

Ning Zhi snorted coldly: "A quarter of an hour...?"

The murderous gaze seemed to turn into reality in an instant. The palace man clutched his palms tightly, and his upright body began to shake.

I don't know how long it took before Gu Fanyin finally stepped forward to stop the farce that was about to break out.

She was still looking at Ning Zhi, and she returned to her gentle look.

Weiwei tiptoed close to his ear, and the words she spoke had a strong sense of bewitchment. With just one sentence, the spikes on his body instantly softened.

——Can’t let Sanskrit down.

That's it.