Then he said: "Xiang Mo, take a quick look, how does my current dance compare to that of Fusang? Does my dance look more beautiful?"

Xiangmo thought about it for a while and said sincerely: "The dance of the empress is indeed very beautiful, but I think Miss Fusang's dance is also beautiful."

Murong Qianqian's face darkened and she said gloomily: "Compared with my dancing posture and Fusang's, who do you think Yaoyao likes more?"

Hearing this, Xiang Mo suddenly screamed "Ah~", which scared Murong Qianqian to the point where her legs got knocked out and she stumbled to sit on the ground.

"Xiang Mo, what are you yelling at in the middle of the night? Wuwu~ My foot must be broken. Wuwu~ It hurts me to death. It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

Xiang Mo withstood the overwhelming fists, stretched out his hand to help Murong Qianqian up and said: "My dear, your foot is not broken, but it may be a little swollen.

The slave told you not to wear high heels when dancing, but you didn't listen. Look, your feet are sprained now, but you blame the slave for yelling."

Murong Qianqian was furious, and Hedong Lion roared: "Did my feet sprain because of wearing high heels? It was because you scared me by shouting. By the way, what are you screaming for?"

Xiangmo was squatting on the ground and rubbing Murong Qianqian's feet. He raised his head and said, "Well~ that's it. I'm very surprised. My dear, aren't you Hongxing cheating on me? Why do you care so much about the emperor's thoughts today?"

So this slave reacted in surprise, Your Majesty, you may have changed your mind, ah~ My Majesty, the ground is cold, why are you sitting on the ground?"

sh|it, when did Hongxing cheat on her, it was Xuanyuan Yao’s Hongxing who did it!

Murong Qianqian sat up and held the corner of the table with trembling hands. She smiled softly and said, "Xiangmo, have you not eaten apples for a long time? How about I reward you with a basket?"

Xiang Mo immediately shut up and didn't dare to speak anymore. Apple was afraid that just hearing this word would be torture for everyone in Liuxia Palace.

The late autumn wind has turned cooler, and a full moon hangs high in the sky, casting a hazy silver light.

Xuanyuan Yao was dressed in fluttering white clothes, and the bright moonlight highlighted his handsome silhouette. Only his pretty face could be seen in his narrow eyes.

He heard that Murong Qianqian in the dormitory seemed to insist on getting up and practicing dancing, and he couldn't help but frown. This silly woman was so persistent that sometimes it was really embarrassing.

With a slight flick of his well-jointed fingers, a jasper bead cut through the air with a "whoosh" sound, hitting Murong Qianqian's neck.

Murong Qianqian had just endured the pain and put on her high heels when she felt a pain in her neck. She groaned and said, "Who, who is hiding... Hey, jade, money has dropped from the sky~ Well, I'm a little dizzy."

After saying that, his eyes blurred, his feet went weak, and he fell on the soft floor and fainted.

Xiang Mo looked at the situation in front of her in astonishment and muttered: "Your Majesty is indeed the God of Sleep. Just now she was so lively and roaring that she wanted to practice dancing, and now she just fell asleep."

After sighing, the girl had no choice but to drag Murong Qianqian to the bed with great effort, then tuck in the quilt before closing the door and going out.

As soon as the door closed with a "squeak", the window moved slightly, and a white figure fell into the room like a ghost, slowly approaching the peacefully sleeping woman.

Murong Qianqian was right, Xuanyuan Yao had a habit of climbing through windows, but she didn't know that he liked to climb through her windows best in the dead of night.

For example, on the first night of Nan Lingqi's visit to Xuanying Kingdom, he had already reminded Murong Qianqian at the banquet that he would stay in her palace for the night, but the woman turned out to be so drunk that Dabao could not wait for her to reply.

Ha~ She said she can't serve | sleep with her, so she can't serve | sleep with her?

That night, Xuanyuan Yao came directly through the window, stood in front of her bedside just like today, and then kissed her out of nowhere.

But what surprised him at that time was that this woman was not so enthusiastic when she was drunk. She turned over and pressed him down, kissing him passionately and eagerly.

But in the end, when he was so instigated by her that he was burning with desire, she licked the corners of her lips with satisfaction, lay down in a big Chinese posture and fell asleep again.

Tonight, Xuanyuan Yao really didn't want to hit Murong Qianqian's sleeping point if he could, but this woman was too stubborn. Even though her feet were injured, she still insisted on dancing. In order to make her sleep obediently, he had no choice but to do it.

He slowly sat next to Murong Qianqian and watched her bit her lips and grind her teeth while sleeping. She was probably still fighting with someone in her sleep.

I'm really curious who it is.

As soon as the thought passed through his mind, he heard Murong Qianqian murmuring in anger: "Xuanyuan Yao who kills a thousand swords, my steamed buns!"

Xuanyuan Yao suddenly had a black line on his forehead. Should he be happy or sad? After all, this woman was thinking about him in her dreams, but...she dreamed that he snatched her steamed buns.

Murong Qianqian hummed a few times, stretched out her hand to grab Xuanyuan Yao's hand, and muttered: "Baozi~" After saying that, she took a bite, grinded her teeth, and said in disgust: "Bad bun, it's hard." Then he released his paws.

Being bitten unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Yao gasped in pain. This woman was not an ordinary foodie, she even ate while sleeping.

However, such a foodie is still so thin, even his breasts~ He raised his hand to see if they had grown in recent months.

"Pa~", a loud slap fell, and the hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

Murong Qianqian pursed her red lips and said in a vague voice: "Asshole, I want to eat my tofu." After that, she turned over and fell asleep again.

Xuanyuan Yao put down his hand in silence. If he hadn't personally touched Murong Qianqian's sleeping point, he would have really suspected that this woman was deliberately teasing him.

With a slight sigh, Xuanyuan Yao took out a bottle of plaster to remove blood and blood stasis from his sleeve, and then gently lifted Murong Qianqian's feet.

"It hurts~" Murong Qianqian groaned in confusion.

Xuanyuan Yao frowned and looked at the red and swollen feet, wondering how they could not hurt. There were blisters on the heels and insteps, and the skin on the toes was even scratched.

"Idiot!" He scolded softly, then dipped his finger into some plaster and applied it carefully on the injured area.

Murong Qianqian felt that the instep of her feet was suddenly cold, and she subconsciously retracted her legs, but then it seemed as if a pair of warm palms were caressing her feet very lightly.

This feeling is a bit strange, a tingling sensation like electricity spreading throughout the body, opening every pore of the body bit by bit, and the whole person feels as if he is stepping on the clouds.

At this time, Murong Qianqian thought vaguely that this is what foot massage is like. No wonder so many people are willing to go to the foot washing room. She will also go to the foot washing room to wash her feet in the future.

The hand that was being pressed paused for a moment as if ready to leave. Murong Qianqian immediately sniffed and choked: "Uuuu~ Press again, press~"
Chapter completed!