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    A woman disguises herself as a prince and a man disguises himself as a concubine [Thirty-two]

    It’s night.

    Li Xin had dinner with Ning Shuyao as usual and returned to the side hall.

    After Fang washed up and took off all the “equipment” on his body, Aunt He opened the door and came in, holding a delicate soup cup in his hand.

    “Aunt?”

    Li Xin looked at her doubtfully,

    “Why are you here now?”

    Aunt He laughed along and placed the soup cup on the table:

    “Girl, if you take too many pills, your throat will inevitably become dry and hoarse. How about drinking some pear soup to moisten it.”

    Her sudden courtesy made Li Xin suspicious.

    She walked down and opened the soup cup.

    The sweet aroma hit my face, but at first glance, there was nothing different.

    Li Xin did not dare to eat it rashly, and only said:

    “I just had dinner, and I still can’t eat it.”

    Aunt He advised her:

    “Girl, drink some so it doesn’t strain your stomach.”

    Li Xin frowned:

    “Auntie, leave it here, I’ll drink it later.”

    She thought Aunt He would continue to persuade her and didn’t want to hear Li Xin’s words, but she agreed readily and asked Li Xin to drink some while it was hot, then took the tray and turned around to leave.

    Li Xin was also confused.

    She picked up a spoonful and smelled it. Apart from the fragrance of the soup, there didn’t seem to be any strange medicinal smell.

    But she still doesn’t know how to drink.

    Be careful when sailing the ship that lasts ten thousand years.

    Li Xin put down the spoon, poured all the pear soup, and put it back on the table.

    After doing this, she felt at ease and felt a little sleepy, so she yawned and went back to bed to sleep.

    The candle was not extinguished, and the flickering dim and warm yellow enveloped her figure in the bed curtain.

    The night is getting darker and midnight has passed.

    Ning Shuyao was always vigilant even in his sleep.

    Therefore, when the palace door was pushed open, he opened his eyes almost at the same time, and the man sneaked in, his steps very light.

    He sneered in his heart, but it didn’t show on his face at all, he just looked like he was still asleep.

    The man was getting closer and reached out to lift the bed curtain.

    Ning Shuyao narrowed his eyes, his nose twitched slightly, and he smelled a faint smell.

    He knew this was a man. His breathing and footsteps were completely different from Li Xin.

    So what is he here for?

    The man’s hand gently placed on his shoulder, his voice hoarse:

    “Princess?”

    The third prince… no, her voice?!

    Ning Shuyao turned her back to him and could not see his true appearance, so she could only rely on her own hearing to judge.

    This voice is very similar to Li Xin, of course it is after the voice change, but if you listen carefully, you can see that it is slightly different. He is deliberately imitating it.

    Ning Shuyao had some realization in his heart.

    He didn’t move, so the man just thought he was fast asleep. While he was happy in his heart, his mouth couldn’t help but become dry.

    He saw the princess once from a distance and was astonished at that time.

    But now, she was by his side, letting him do whatever he wanted.

    The man licked his lips and moved his eyes down, lingering greedily on Ning Shuyao’s waist and abdomen covered by the brocade quilt, which made Ning Shuyao disgusted.

    His hands slowly touched Ning Shuyao’s waist…

    Soon, soon.

    Ning Shuyao clenched her hands tightly, her stomach was churning, she almost felt like nauseating, but she forced herself to endure it.

    The moment the man was about to lean over and press him up, he turned over suddenly, his fingers turned into claws, and grabbed his throat like iron pliers.

    At the same time, a slender figure suddenly appeared outside the bed.

    She held a copper lamp in her hand, and almost together with Ning Shuyao, she hit the man on the back of the head with a dull sound.

    With a “thud”, the man who was attacked from both sides fainted.

    Ning Shuyao quickly stopped his hand, and his expression changed instantly, turning into an innocent and frightened one.

    “Are you okay?!”

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