The peasant lady of the portable space

Chapter 87 Undercurrent
"Miss, you woke me up just now by talking in your sleep." Duanmu Ningfeng said with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes made Chi Yanran's heart feel unnaturally cold.

"Talking in sleep? Me! What did I say?" Chi Yanran blushed immediately after being reminded by Duanmu Ningfeng, so he asked.

"Little dragonfly? Little dragonfly? What's that? Isn't what I showed you pretty?" Duanmu Ningfeng's suddenly enlarged handsome face looked down at Chi Yanran with a look of annoyance.

"What's not quite right, don't talk nonsense!" Chi Yanran didn't bother to talk to him, so she immediately pulled up the quilt and fell asleep with her head covered.

Duanmu Ningfeng saw that she was sleeping so well, but he couldn't fall asleep himself, so Duanmu Ningfeng quickly touched Chi Yanran's sleeping point, and just got up from the bed.

He went to the study room, put a thin human skin mask on his handsome face, and changed into black clothes.It's so handsome, I can't say anything, I feel like a fairy, as if I'm a fairy who has gone away.

He knocked on the small door of the secret room, and with a quick squeak, the small door opened automatically.

"Report to the eldest son." Many people knelt down on the ground.

"Why are you all listless? My son remembers that the daily wages paid to you are all accounted for. Don't you still want to be satisfied and want to be a conscription in this cold weather?" He said It is definitely not alarmist talk.What he said was absolutely true.

"Reporting to Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master is going too far, should we give him some trouble?" Someone asked.

"No need. This is a grievance between me and Duanmu Ningyun, so don't interfere, you will be busy again soon." Duanmu Ningfeng knew fortune-telling since he was a child, but he never calculated his own destiny.

Duanmu Ningyun, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

Duanmu Ningfeng sat cross-legged, with luck, wisps of white air rose from her hair.

A white dove flew from a branch outside the window and landed on his shoulder.

Duanmu Ningfeng unfolded the note in the white dove's claw tube and read it, her heart felt cold.

Hmph, trying to kill me in the Sunset Temple is simply asking for death.

"Eldest son, do you want your subordinates to help you?" Those people asked respectfully with their hands down.

"No need." Duanmu Ningfeng smiled.

It was another cold and windy morning, Chi Yanran opened her eyes in a daze.When she felt the warm body temperature of the man beside her, her delicate face immediately turned red.

"Miss, you are blushing." Duanmu Ningfeng looked at her narrowly and asked.

"Msister, you! Don't touch me." Damn it, how could he put his big hand on her snowy peak, and she was almost out of breath.

"My lady!" Duanmu Ningfeng didn't want to let go at all, such a soft touch made him feel good.

"Eldest son, eldest miss, the master is asking, when will we leave for the Sunset Temple to pray for blessings?" Bai Fu's voice came from outside.

"Get up quickly, don't worry about it. It's not good to miss the time to pray." Chi Yanran moved his unruly hands away, and said calmly.

"Hey." At this moment, Duanmu Ningfeng felt that her little wife was really cute.

However, he was looking forward to it. How many surprises did they give him during this trip to the Sunset Temple?

"Patriarch, Eldest Young Master and Eldest Young Mistress have not woken up yet, you! You are not allowed to go in." It was the auspicious voice of the servant, and now he was trying to prevent Duanmu Ningyun from coming to the inner room of Zhuye Pavilion.

"Second brother, what important matter do you have to come to our husband and wife's room to talk about?" Duanmu Ningfeng raised his eyebrows and said coldly, this was the first time he spoke to Duanmu Ningyun in such a cold tone.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I heard that the death of King Xiangyang is related to sister-in-law, tell me, should I come here to tell you, or be curious?" The pretty woman on Duanmu Ningfeng's body had a wry smile on her lips.

The death of King Xiangyang?
What does this matter have to do with the lady?
"Second brother, you can eat food indiscriminately, so don't talk nonsense!" Chi Yanran smiled lightly when she heard the words, the smile was magnificent, and then she said calmly, thinking, does the death of King Xiangyang have anything to do with her?
"But the princess said it!" However, Duanmu Ningyun said with a worried face.

"What did the princess say?" Chi Yanran asked him leisurely.

"Second brother, you go out first!" Duanmu Ningfeng was annoyed when he saw Duanmu Ningyun's behavior like this.

"Second brother, what did Jimo Lanxin say? Is it worth you breaking into our room so deliberately?" Chi Yanran looked at Duanmu Ningyun with cold eyes, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Duanmu Ningyun is too presumptuous!And Jimo Lanxin had better not go too far, otherwise she, Chi Yanran, would let the lowly sword slaves of Wuqing Pavilion play her to death.

"The princess said to the outside world that her father, King Xiangyang, was born after eating Dongpo's meat! That's why his strength became weak and he was killed by thieves." Duanmu Ningyun didn't feel the shock in Chi Yanran's eyes at all, and he wanted to talk go down.

However, how could Duanmu Ningfeng let him continue talking as he wished. "Second brother, a piece of leaf, let your mouth be quiet for a while. Also, this is the bedroom of your sister-in-law and me. No one else is allowed to enter." Duanmu Ningfeng looked at Duanmu Ningyun with ice-like eyes at this moment. Ning Yun had a creepy feeling.

"Good! Good! Ah!" Duanmu Ningyun's buttocks were immediately numb from a leaf prick.

"Sanggong, how can you shake the leaves so lightly? The second brother didn't even snort at all. Ouch, Xianggong, look at me." Chi Yanran felt annoyed, and reached out to take it from the nearby bedside table. A hollowed-out butterfly hairpin came and pierced Duanmu Ningyun's buttocks without hesitation.

"Ah! It hurts!" Duanmu Ningyun raised his hand to wipe it, oh my god, he even touched a little blood on his hand.

"It's just a flesh injury, I'll just teach you a little lesson, remember it clearly next time, you can't casually enter the room of other couples." It's a bit harsh, what if Chi Yanran is playing piston movement with her husband? , Is it possible to give him all the light?

(End of this chapter)