Chapter 697

He should make such a request? How could he ask so rudely? What does he think of her?

Ning Lan stared at Han Ming. She felt sad and humiliated. Her black eyes gradually became red, and her heart gradually hurt with her breathing... Is this man really his husband? Is the man in front of her really the one she wants to stay with until she is old?

Han Ming looked at Ning Lan's red eyes. He was angry. Why was she jealous? Was it because of his request? Is it so humiliating to be with him?

There was silence in the bedroom. When Ning Lan was about to speak, Jisuo hurried in: "King..." Jisuo secretly glanced at Han Ming's cold face and Ning Lan's deep eyes. He was annoyed that he seemed to have come at a wrong time

The tense atmosphere in the bedroom was interrupted by giso's coming in, which eased a lot: "what's the matter?"

Giuseppe cautiously replied, "tell the king, Lord Taifu sent an urgent report."

Urgent report? Is there progress in the case or something?

Han Ming looked at Ning Lan deeply, turned firmly and walked to the imperial study without looking back: "pass!"

"Yes!"

For a moment, Hanming's figure disappeared at the door. Ning Lan was stunned for a while, lifted the thin quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but he didn't want to feel a pain in the wound on his head, dizzy and fell back to the Dragon couch!

Qinghuan doesn't know what's going on in the prison. Will he die? Thinking of the way she saw Qinghuan earlier, Ning Lan couldn't help worrying. Anyway, she doesn't want Qinghuan to die here. She wants to save him!

Ning Lan sat up again. When she saw someone standing under the window, her eyes were stunned for a while.

Ronglu quickly went to ninglan's bed and said painfully, "you're hurt. Don't move!"

"Second brother..."

When Ronglu's eyes touched Ning Lan's forehead, his face was very ugly. His eyes fell on Ning Lan's tight eyebrows and asked with concern: "is it very painful?"

Ning Lan caught a murderous spirit flashed on Rong Lu's face, lightly shook his head and said softly: "brother Er, LAN Er doesn't hurt anymore."

"I heard something happened to you..." Rong Lu looked at the wound on Ning Lan's forehead and asked in a deep voice, "he did it, didn't he?"