Quickly wear the male god's cover

Chapter 253 Brother Emperor, Don't Go 3.73
Tang Rou put her hands on her scalp, but her pupils widened slightly: What did she see!
The hair pulled out by His Highness the Crown Prince seemed to have turned into the hardest and most delicate key in the hands of the Crown Prince. When it was inserted into the keyhole, the long copper lock fell with a sound.

Tang Rou touched her long hair subconsciously. How did she never know that such a fragile hair of hers could have such an effect?

"Host, 666, hair can be used to pick locks. The question is, why did you pull her hair?"

"Otherwise?" Fan Hua's voice was dangerous, "If you had hair, little trash, you would have said—"

"No, no, no, all are machines, all have no hair!"

I used Tang Rou's hair to save her life, is there a problem?

Of course not!
What's more, she was just doing it smoothly, and Tang Rou was right in front of her when she called.

As for Fanhua's own hair, she lives in this body, her body, hair and skin belong to her, and her hair is also hers.

Saving people is already good, and then use your own things?
Such a bad deal, whoever does it is an idiot!
"Not leaving yet?"

Fanhua was almost at the gate of the dungeon, only to realize that Tang Rou hadn't followed.

Tang Rou quickly put away her idiot and fanciful face, and trotted to catch up.

Although she was tortured this time, she didn't feel anything overnight. Tang Rou had never felt that her body's ability to recover was so good!
She couldn't figure out what the reason was, she could only blame it on God's virtue of being good at life.

"Don't move around and don't talk, you know?" After going out, Fan Hua grabbed Tang Rou's shoulder and said in a low voice.

The deep voice rang in the ears, and Tang Rou blushed when she heard the voice of His Highness the Crown Prince, and hummed like a mosquito.

It doesn't matter if His Royal Highness is good-looking, his voice is so nice, and he can unlock locks, hey, that's amazing!
While Tang Rou was shy, her body suddenly lightened, and her whole body rose into the air.

When she was about to scream, she suddenly remembered Fanhua's order and bit the back of her hand.

Fanhua is as light as a swallow, and shuttles back and forth between the palaces skillfully, even if she is holding a person in her hand, her actions will not affect her at all.

After getting used to it, Tang Rou's pretty face turned from pale to flushed, and when she quietly turned sideways to look at His Highness the Crown Prince who was close at hand, she blushed thoroughly.

Hey, Your Highness can do light work, and it's so powerful!
How could there be such a perfect person in the world!
All the way through, Fanhua carried Tang Rou to the last pass at the gate of the palace—the gate of the palace.

There are a lot of guards here, and Fanhua hides Tang Rou in the shadow of the palace wall.

When Fan Hua was busy paying attention to the guards, Tang Rou lowered her head and wrung her fingers. Not only did she not feel the danger at the moment, but she also felt a sense of happiness in her heart.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder from behind.

Tang Rou felt ashamed to death, just as she was about to tell His Highness not to move, the next moment a dagger appeared on her neck.

Now Tang Rou finally knew something was wrong, this was not His Royal Highness at all!
She hurriedly reached forward and asked Fanhua for help.

Before she could remember to call out, Tang Rou only saw a piece of black clothes swaying in front of her eyes, and she had been taken behind by His Highness.

The knife sank into the grass silently, Fanhua frowned and looked at the person who was thrown to the ground by her pretending to be a "maid".

Even if she was wearing a court lady's attire, and she appeared at the gate of the palace sneakily at this time, something was wrong at first glance. The clothes were most likely someone else's.

The people on the ground climbed up vigilantly and leaned against the palace wall, the shadow of martial arts could be seen in their defensive posture.

(End of this chapter)