Luo Chang'an couldn't tell what happened, nor did he know where she did something wrong. She really handed over everything to Su'er. Since Aunt Mei asked her to hand over what Long Wei was doing, she really told Su'er without reservation.

Could it be...Is it the matter of quilting the underwear?

He...will he let her sew a garment?

Luo Changan knelt gently on the ground, his back felt cold, and his heart was also up and down. In the past two days, the Emperor almost took off Murong Jue's official hat, and now he continued to induce anger at the Long Bed. What happened? Why was he so angry?

"I will meet the Emperor." Luo Changan's voice was like a mosquito.

"Luo Chang'an, what's going on with my maid on the dragon bed? I want to listen to your explanation." Di Qianao's chin tightened and a layer of dangerous look was plated.

Luo Changan quickly looked up at Di Qianao, then lowered his head, "This..."

She hesitated. Although Aunt Mei told her to hand over the matter to the new maid, if she directly said that Aunt Mei gave it, wouldn't it be that Aunt Mei would have dragged Aunt Mei into the water? Aunt Mei was very kind to her and she could not leave herself out of trouble. This would make Aunt Mei feel disheartened, so she simply stopped talking.

Aunt Mei hurriedly said, "Report to Emperor, it was the one I taught Chang'an to hand over the matter to the newly purchased maid. I originally planned to hand over the way to clean the house, but I didn't explain it clearly, which caused Chang'an to misunderstand and hand over the matter."

"Everything goes down! I want to listen to her own explanation."

Di Qianao placed his fist on the table and made a muffled sound.

Aunt Mei Hai Yin immediately took Su'er out and brought the door with her.

Luo Changan had a fine cold sweat on his back. She was already worried and scared just now. Now she faced Di Qianao, who was like Hell and the King of Hell, almost stopped breathing even further.

"I hand over the matter of sleeping with me, is it to draw a clear line with me?" She planned to keep her body as a weapon to take revenge on her ex-fiance?

Luo Changan was stunned. Why did the Emperor blame her? She asked innocently: "Did the Emperor teach Aunt Mei to buy a new bed-warming maid and replace her servant?"

"I didn't teach her to buy a maid with a warm bed." Di Qianao's voice subsided.

"The Emperor and the Lord have forgotten many things. If it weren't for the Emperor's instructions, how could Aunt Mei have put a slave in your bedroom?"

"Luo Chang'an, do you think my dragon bed can be so easy to get up? Who wants to sleep with me? "Di Qianao stood up in anger and held up Luo Chang'an's jaw with cold fingers.

Luo Changan didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but a hint of ridicule appeared in his eyes.

Capturing the expression in Luo Changan's eyes, Di Qianao tightened his lips and said word by word: "If you have the courage to laugh at me in your heart, you will express your thoughts in your heart. I forgive you for not guilty!"

Luo Changan took a deep breath and received the order to exempt him from punishment. She became bolder. The Emperor always said that she was sure of this.

"Is it difficult to get on the Emperor's bed? Is it difficult to sleep with the Emperor?"

"You have the courage to go on."

"There are Liu Xiu, Yuzhu, Liu Yuxi, and the unclothed one in the imperial study room. This is just what the slave has seen recently. I don't know how many of them have not seen. There are myself, who is a lowly ninth-grade slave behind me. Can't they all go to your bed and sleep with you? The Emperor is simply... very casual when it comes to men and women!"

"Luo Chang'an! You are arrogant!" Di Qianao's face was gloomy, and a look of injury flashed quickly in his eyes.

"It was the Emperor who taught the slaves to express their thoughts in their hearts. The slaves dared not hide them." Luo Changan's heart was beating wildly.

Di Qian Aotong's body was covered with a cold breath, and the fingertips that pinched her jaw suddenly loosened. He had long expected that he would be so unbearable in her heart. Now he heard it with his own ears, but he could not accept it, "Get out, go as far as you can!"

"I'm leaving." Luo Changan lowered his eyes, put the sewn underwear on the table, and then turned around and walked out.

Di Qianao picked up the clothes there, and the stitches she sewed on the cuffs were as if the clothes had never been torn. The cloth was woven by her. When she was sent to the palace, he left behind to make a garment. Later, her family suffered an accident and never made a cloth with her own hands. The two cloths became more and more precious.

He likes to tear the clothes here and teaches her to sew them. Ordinary women will sew clothes for their husbands.

He had also seen Luo Changan help Murong Jue to slit and repair. She and Murong Jue are childhood sweethearts, and he has been strangers who have been watching her from afar since he was a child.

She forgot everything about her when she was fourteen years old, and she had forgotten about her when she was nineteen years old.

If she hadn't had to use him, I'm afraid she wouldn't have patience to cater to him.

"stop."

As soon as Luo Changan walked to the door, he heard Di Qianao's voice sounding behind her. She paused, turned her back, and stood there respectfully with her hands behind her back.

Di Qianao gently stroked the material of the clothes there, as if he was shaking her fingers when she weaved this cloth through time and space. "I ask you, do I have the right to call you by your name: Chang'an."

Luo Chang'an frowned. She told Murong Jue yesterday that only her husband could call her name directly.

However, the Emperor had not arrived at that time, so he probably didn't hear it, but why did he ask this?

She whispered: "You are the Emperor. You have no objection to me, no matter what you want to call me."

"I'm not asking the emperor and the slave. I'm asking the man and woman. Do I have this qualification?"

Luo Changan said honestly: "No."

"reason?"

"If there is no engagement, it is not a lover. Why do you call me Chang'an? Just because you are the Emperor?"

Di Qianao narrowed his eyes and said dangerously: "Go! Go out!"

Luo Changan immediately turned around and rushed out, as if he would be in danger of his life after a while.

But I felt very strange in my heart. What does the Emperor fight for the qualification to call her name directly?

She was so confused. He seemed to care, but it was so far away. She was worried about gains and losses. She didn't like this feeling.

As soon as Luo Changan left the door of the dragon's bedroom, he heard a loud bang coming from the dragon's bedroom.

Without stopping, she went straight into the slave room and wrapped herself in a quilt, as if the bedding could protect her city wall. Her heart was beating quickly, and her body was trembling due to the cold and tension.

Aunt Mei and Hai Yin looked at each other in the yard. The Emperor taught Luo Changan to get out of control and said in unison: "The Emperor is afraid that he has smashed the sandalwood table."

Hai Yin said with grip on his teeth: "Look at your maid, how angry our emperor has made us."

Aunt Mei took the blame, "Do you blame us? The Emperor will not give him any title all day long, so who will not feel wronged?"

"Isn't that impossible? You don't know the nature of the Queen Mother."

Nighthawk snorted, "Stop talking, the Emperor is coming out."

Aunt Mei and Hai Yin immediately stopped and were there respectfully.

Di Qianao stepped out of the dragon's bedroom, but turned back to the dragon's bedroom. Facing the split sandalwood table, he was as quiet as an ancient iceberg. After about half an hour, he finally lost his self-control and took the dragon's bedroom again, heading towards the slave room where Luo Chang'an was.
Chapter completed!