Chapter 881: Tibetans

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Finally, Nalanchu was arranged in a room opposite Yuzhu.
Pushing in the door, the whole room was elegant and chic. Unlike the room she used to live in, the decoration style here is similar to that of the emperor's bedroom.
Because the room is small, there is no inside or outside. There is a small cabinet next to the door of the room. She has seen this small cabinet today and said it is a shoe rack where shoes can be stored.
Next to the shoe rack is a wardrobe, next to the wardrobe is a dressing table, and next to the dressing table is a bed.
The bed in the main hall is not the same as a normal bed. The mattress is thicker and softer. It feels like lying down, and the whole person can be overwhelmed by soft and thick quilts. Actually ... some yearning.
Nalanchu found that the makeup on the dressing table was very familiar, and looked at it. It turned out to be her own, and she wanted to come and take care of her.
I walked to the closet and opened the closet, and it turned out that my clothes had been placed, but it was surprising that almost all the clothes were "hanged", as if they had just been washed and dried, using a special Hanging child.
At this point Nalanchu remembered what was happening, and was curious to bring a piece of clothing and study the hangings.
Nalanchu has never seen this kind of hanging, but modern people will not be unfamiliar-clothes hanging.
In this way, after studying the novel objects inside and outside the room, Nalanchu found himself ridiculous, rushed to wash in the water, and then changed clothes and lay on the soft bed.
When the whole body was so soft that it could not be wrapped in soft cotton, it exclaimed comfortably.
But then she sat up again, and watched her eyes for a week—this single room was the best and she could sneak away.
It's just that it won't work today, and it won't work in the next few days. When these people relax their vigilance, she will find a way out of the palace.
After a long day of tossing, Nalanchu was very tired, and he half enjoyed and half resisted and buried himself in the soft bedding and fell asleep.
...
The room was quiet except darkness.
Nalanchu in the sleep only felt that someone was pushing her shoulder.
Who? Is it a maid?
She frowned and was about to open her eyes, but her mouth was covered.
Nalanchu was frightened, and just about to use martial arts to resist, but the memory came out at once-she remembered a cold voice and said to pick things up at night.
Thinking, she stopped struggling.
The person covering her mouth found that she had given up struggling, so she let go a little. "Where is the copper coin?" It was Diao Chan's voice.
Nalanchu reached out, took a bit in his arms, and suddenly held it.
In the darkness, if the eyes of a Diao Chan are hunting a night leopard, it will be cold.
"Don't tell me, you've lost something." Diao Chan's voice lost his calmness, faintly bloodthirsty.
Nalanchu tried to pull his hand away, and said softly, "Wait ... wait, the copper coins should be in my coat. I changed clothes before going to bed."
"Get it." Diao Chan's voice was impatient.
Nalanchu didn't dare to neglect, and immediately got out of bed feeling the darkness.
Because the room was too dark, Nalanchu could not see the road and accidentally touched the nightstand beside him.
There was a crisp sound, and then the lights in the opposite room turned on. "Chuchu, are you all right?" There was a small voice from Yuzhu.
Nalanchu was startled with a sweat, looked at the man beside him silently, and then replied, "I'm fine, sister Yuzhu, don't worry."
Then the lights in the opposite room went out.
Nalan Chu breathed a sigh of relief, whispering, "Master Diao Chan wait a moment." Then he smeared and opened the wardrobe.
However, the accident happened again. Obviously, nothing was found when inspecting the closet, but now when it is opened, it clicks loudly.
The light on Yuzhu's side lit up again. This time, the person walked out directly and knocked on the door. "What's wrong with you? Chuchu, you open the door."
How dare Nalanchu open the door? After all, there is a living person in the room.
"I……"
The words behind Nalanchu had not finished, and Yuzhu had pushed the door open—want to think that Diao Chan had forgotten to bolt the door.
Yuzhu lit the lamp with flint, fastened the lampshade, and the room lighted up instantly. "Chuchu, what do you get up in the middle of the night? Why is your face so bad?"
But seeing Nalan Chu's pale face, his eyes fluttered, "I ... I'm fine, I'm thirsty in the middle of the night, get up ... drink water."
Nalanchu is just an ordinary lady from the government. She has never experienced such a storm. She cannot tell a lie.
Yuzhu laughed, "Don't be afraid of Chu Chu, just be thirsty, I'll pour water for you."
"No, I'll do it myself!" Nalanchu rushed to grab it, poured water, and took a sip. "Sister Yuzhu, go and rest." While talking, he looked around as if nothing had happened, when he saw When there was a dark blue corner under the white quilt, the whole heart hung up.
That dress is Diao Chan's!
Why didn't Diao Chan just escape, why did she hide in her bed? What should she do?
Nalan Chu was anxious, and walked quickly, then turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. "Drinking water, sister Yuzhu, you go back to rest, you are tired after a busy day." Secretly put his hand behind him and put the ink The colored corners were tucked back into the quilt.
Yuzhu smiled, "I know you must not be able to sleep in a new environment. Let me sleep with you."
Nalanchu only felt that the cold sweat on his back drenched his shirt. "No! Really! I don't recognize the bed. Besides, I'm not used to sleeping with people."
Yuzhu blinked her big eyes, "Ah? Didn't you just say, don't you care if I snore?"
"..." Nalanchu found that the more he explained, the more chaotic he gritted his teeth. "Sister Yuzhu, I was too tired to start talking nonsense, I really went to sleep first!" Then he turned and drilled the quilt, tightening the quilt tightly Covering her neck, "Sister Yuzhu please go back to rest."
Yuzhu was still standing. "Then you close your eyes first, I see you fall asleep before I leave."
"..." Nalanchu trembled nervously, but could not help but close his eyes to sleep.
After a day of contact, she could feel that Magnolia was a delicate-minded person, and Yuzhu was an enthusiastic and rude person. She did not dare to act lightly. She was afraid that Yuzhu would rush to bed.
Yuzhu still stood still, waiting quietly.
Nalan Chu spent years like hers, only feeling that there was a large heater in the quilt behind her, and she kept exhaling heat to her.
The waves of heat followed the waves of heat, soaking her clothes soaked.
Nalanchu's face had red ears and red ears. This feeling was very bad. The thin lining sticked to her body, and there was a strange feeling-every hair on her body was extremely sensitive, which made her overwhelmed.
I don't know how long, Yuzhu saw Nalan Chuan sleep, finally relieved and turned to leave.
As soon as Yuzhu closed the door, Diao Chan came out of the quilt, panting heavily.