Chapter 68: Hope, disappointment, despair 3

The girl was even more panicked, and in the end, her horrified gaze turned to the side wall, without even thinking about it, she slammed into it directly.
boom!
The same situation reappears, except that one person ran forward and the other tried to stop the person who hit the wall.
"I said, you don't have to hit it so hard." Qu Taner's small face touched the back of her head in pain, and it hurt so much that her eyes were about to burst out of Venus. Sure enough, the job of saving people is really not ordinary Good job.
"Master, next time, it's better for slaves to do this kind of thing." Jing Xin walked up to Qu Tan'er, and gently slid the mud and dust on her head.
"..." Qu Taner was speechless. She also thought, but her feet always didn't listen to the instructions of the brain, and when things were done, I remember to regret why I didn't call others just now.
"King ... Princess, I'm sorry, slavery was not intentional."
"Well, if Mrs. Yin asks, you say, I robbed the bowl of ginseng soup in your hand. You were also forced, and you could not rob me. If she blame, she will It's so strange to me. "Qu Tan'er waved his hands depressedly.
Isn't it a bowl of ginseng soup, she doesn't believe it, Yin Xiangnong will tell her to spit it out.
"but……"
"No more, just say what I mean."
"Slaves are afraid, slaves are afraid ..."
"What are you afraid of, I ... do you dare to talk back to what the princess said?" Qu Taner was too lazy to talk any more, and he could not help expressing his complexion.
"Thank you, Princess Xie!" The girl thanked Qu Tan'er very gratefully, and hurried back.
"Master, aren't you afraid that Mrs. Yin will really tell you to spit out the soup?" Jing Xin asked, but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, trying to endure some kind of smile.
"Then ask the father-in-law of the land." Qu Taner stroked his chin, staring thoughtfully at the ginseng soup that was about to die. Indeed, Yin Xiangnong wanted her to spit out, so she had to ask the land father to spit out.
"It is better to prepare a bowl of ginseng soup?"
"What are you doing?"
"If Madam Yin comes over and asks for soup, the master also has soup."
"..." Qu Taner was helpless, and thought that he had no Jingxin, and he was too lazy to take care of it and nodded, which was considered to agree with Jingxin.
Although they walked leisurely, they were in a corner that no one noticed. There were two lines of sight, staring at them from beginning to end, whether they were every move or every word, no word. Leaked, all understood clearly.
Not long.
Back to Xueyuan, close the door.
Qu Taner lay down on the bed, staring at the top of the bed, so tired that he couldn't bother to move again.
"Jing Xin, since the bed is in the Eight Princes' Palace, then some people know why it is."
"Master, wouldn't you really have to find ... what kind of jade?"
"What do you say?" Qu Taner raised her eyebrows, meaning more clearly, but she didn't want to die in this place.
"The slave is out."
"Um." Qu Taner waved her hand and followed her.
The door of the room opened and closed again.
The room returned to calm again, but the person lying down in bed suddenly got up quickly, and immediately followed the door.
After a while, when Jingxin came back, Qu Taner was lying on the bed again, and there was no change in the place where the eyes looked.