The emperor wants to flip my brand every day

Chapter 676
"How do you work! Are you going to burn me to death?" He Lanxi was furious.

Shangguan Yuanyuan hurriedly asked Xiao Er to leave first.

Then she got up and walked in front of He Lanxi, before He Lanxi could get angry, Shangguan Yuanyuan rolled up his cuffs, her arm was indeed hot red.

Shangguan Yuanyuan took out a small bottle from her sleeve, dug some ointment with her fingers, and then applied it on He Lanxi's arm.

He Lanxi felt that he was already blown up, that he was about to burst into flames.

But when the cool and comfortable ointment was spread on the forearm.

Her slender fingers gently smeared...

The anger in his chest dissipated inexplicably.

His eyes stared at Shangguan Yuanyuan for a moment, and he didn't even realize that his Adam's apple had moved many times.

"Okay, the injury is not serious. After applying ointment, there will be no scars." Shangguan Yuanyuan put down his sleeves, got up and sat back.

Mencius looked thoughtfully at He Lanxi who had a horrifying face just now, as if the world owed him everything, but now he was smiling and staring at He Lanxi in his arm.

He Lanxi's feeling...

Meng Zixun suddenly thought of the strange feeling he would have had when facing Qi Shao in the early days.

Look at He Lanxi again...

He Lanxi won't treat Qi Shao?
Mencius looked at He Lanxi's gaze, and He Lanxi naturally felt it.

He looked up at Mencius, "What? Envy?"

Mencius shook his head.

He Lanxi's inexplicable self-confidence exploded because Seventh Master rubbed the medicine on him just now, in front of Meng Zixun and Song Wen.

Glancing over those two people, his eyes finally settled on Shangguan Yuanyuan's face, and he couldn't wait to ask a question: "Qiye, me, Meng Zixun, Song Wen, who do you like the most among the three of us?"

Shangguan Yuanyuan's hand shook just as she picked up the chopsticks.

There's nothing wrong with He Lanxi, right?

Is this sowing discord?
Song Wen and Mencius Xun are both their own people.

He Lanxi was obviously upset.

She looked towards Song Wen and Mencius, but found that they were all looking at her, as if they wanted to know this too.

At this moment, Shangguan Yuanyuan thought of something.

Why do men always compare so much?
Isn't it good to treat each other as our own?Do you have to distinguish between high and low?
"Your Highness Helan, you've learned badly, and even dug a hole for me," Shangguan Yuanyuan narrowed his eyes, and said tactfully, "How can such words like this be used among the few of us, you are not beautiful girls!"

Shangguan Yuanyuan's words brightened He Lanxi's eyes, but he still didn't give up: "Qi Ye, if the three of us were all girls, who would you like?"

Meng Zixun and Song Wen sat up straight at the same time, holding their breath and looking at her.

Shangguan Yuanyuan frowned and looked at He Lanxi, He Lanxi looked like he chose him.

Shangguan Yuanyuan put down her chopsticks, took a big sip of tea, "I'm not interested in puppet girls, sorry."

The tea bowl was put down, and Shangguan Yuanyuan heard Mencius chuckle and laughed.

Song Wen also laughed.

In contrast, He Lanxi's eyes dimmed slightly, as if regretting something.

"It seems that His Royal Highness He Lan has no chance to wear women's clothing, which is quite a pity." Shangguan Yuanyuan glanced at He Lanxi.

It was rare for He Lanxi not to answer.

He felt a little lost, an indescribable feeling.

Although I just asked that question as a joke, but then I thought about it, I am indeed not a woman, Qiye already has a family, and why would he ask Qiye if he would like him as a woman? money.

He Lanxi was almost driven crazy by this strange emotion.

He didn't want to be so weird at all. Whenever he met Qi Ye, he couldn't help himself and couldn't control himself.

(End of this chapter)