Xiaoqing and Xiaocui were helping me remove makeup and comb my long hair, when Biyu and Xiaodezi walked in with a smile.
"Miss, you didn't see the faces of those people, their noses were as high as the sky, they really forgot about their status as slaves, how abominable!" Biyu started talking as soon as she saw me.
"Then I heard that the empress was telling them to learn the rules. They didn't cooperate at first, but then the slaves slapped them a few times. They all obeyed and knelt down honestly."
"Yes, Xiao Dezi's slaps were so hard that those shameless slaves' faces were swollen like steamed buns."
"That's right, your Majesty, my little man's hand is sore from being beaten. My Majesty, why don't you reward me with something?"
"Hey, the little virtuous man has already opened his mouth. If I, the master, don't reward you, I will be called stingy." I casually picked up a hairpin and said, "Here's a reward for you!"
"Thank you, empress." Xiao Dezi smiled from ear to ear and took the valuable pearl hairpin.
"If I had known, I would have given him a few slaps. It would have been a waste of time, and all the credit was taken away by Xiao Dezi." Biyu pouted pretending to be angry.
"Oh, my sister Biyu, don't be jealous of Xiao Dezi. When you get married, I will prepare a rich and enviable dowry for you."
"Your Majesty, you are making fun of me again." Biyu stamped her feet, "What kind of master are you? You make fun of me every day."
"Oh, listen, your sister Biyu has some objections."
"Empress—" Biyu glared at me, took the wooden comb from Xiaocui's hand, and combed my long hair. Xiao Dezi, Xiaocui and Xiaoqing stepped back.
"The Emperor has arrived!" the father-in-law's shrill voice came from outside the door.
I frowned and muttered: "Why is this emperor here again? How many times does he have to come all day long? Does he want to make people live in peace? He said I was asleep!"
"This..." Before Biyu could protest, I climbed onto the bed on my hands and knees. Biyu sighed, so she had to cover me with a quilt and stand aside with her hands down.
"My servant comes to see the Emperor!"
"Get up! Is Rou'er asleep?"
"Your Majesty, I'm feeling tired today, so I went to bed early."
"I got it, go down!"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Biyu glanced secretly at her sleeping master, lowered her head and bowed respectfully.
"Rou'er——" the emperor called me in a low voice. Seeing that I was silent, he called out in a low voice again: "Rou'er——"
"Asleep! Don't make any noise!" I impatiently slapped away his paw that was stroking my cheek.
"You're still talking when you're asleep?"
"Talking in sleep, isn't it allowed?" The claws that finally had the courage to slap them off attacked my hair again. I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't bear it anymore!
"Yes, as long as Rou'er likes it, I can do anything!" The rough big hands touched my hair and then my face. I, I couldn't stand it anymore!
I sat up from the bed, took away the emperor's big hand, and said unhappily: "You have so many concubines and beauties, you can touch anyone, please don't torment me, okay? Brother, I want to sleep!"
Maybe he didn't expect my reaction. The emperor, who was used to seeing his concubines flattering and flattering her in every possible way, had a blank expression on his face. After a long time, he said, "Then I won't disturb Rou'er and let her rest."
Looking at the emperor's dumbfounded expression, thinking that I was just a hostage, I felt that I would die sooner or later because of my bad temper and bad mouth! But I still said stubbornly: "It's better to keep what you say!"
After saying that, he lay down to sleep with his face inward again. As soon as he lay down, I heard someone rustling next to him as if he was taking off his clothes. I turned around and saw that the emperor was taking off his yellow robe.
I sat up from the bed, stared at the old emperor, and asked in a bad tone: "What are you doing?" "Take off your clothes and go to bed!"
"Take off your clothes to go to bed? If you want to take them off, go back and take them off. Why are you taking off your clothes here?"
"I am resting in Nianrou Palace tonight, so of course I will take off my clothes here!" The emperor explained to me patiently.
"Are you resting here? No!"
"Why?"
"No reason, it's just not allowed!"
"You are my concubine. It is only natural for me to rest here. You have no right to stop me!" The emperor's shocking majesty and domineering air came out again.
I shrank down and patted the bed board with a smile on my face: "Look, this bed is so small. It's not spacious enough for me to sleep alone. You are so tall and powerful, and if you squeeze in, it will be even smaller."
"
"I don't mind!"
"I mind! If you lie down on me, I won't have a place to sleep! For the sake of my sleep, I protest against you occupying my bed!" The emperor stopped taking off his clothes, thought for a moment, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at me:
"My dragon bed is very spacious. How about I carry you there?"
What? I blinked, "How many women have slept in your dragon bed?"
"This...I don't remember."
"I don't remember, or there are too many things to remember."
"Yes... there are too many to remember." I glanced at him with disdain, "I won't sleep on such a dirty bed!"
"Dirty? My dragon bed is the place that all women dream of. I don't know how many women dream of climbing onto my dragon bed."
"You're wrong! Not all women, at least not me! On your bed, you and how many women were doing that...shameful things. You can't even remember it. How can it not be dirty?" The emperor was stunned.
Living.
I continued my efforts and concluded with great force: "In short, you are not allowed to go to my bed, and I will not go to your bed!"
"Also, I'm in a bad mood right now. I want to sleep! Don't mess with me!" After saying that, he stopped teasing him and lay down to sleep.
I treat the emperor like this, I don’t think I can save my head, right? It’s all because of the wind, it usually spoils me for five days, I don’t know how high the sky is, okay, now I’m going to be beheaded, I’ve just recovered my memory, and I’m not married yet
As Feng becomes his princess, she will go and report to the Lord of Hell.
Thinking of this, I couldn't control it anymore. I covered my head with the quilt and cried. The suppressed crying made Lan Aotian feel particularly uncomfortable.
"Don't cry, don't cry!" Seeing the little woman crying, he, who had always been ruthless, panicked, but he didn't know how to comfort her. Every woman who appeared in front of him usually had a smile on her face, and there had never been anyone as sad as her.
He thought she would be happy if he came to see her. Which of those women didn't expect his favor? He knew that she was different from other women, but he never thought that his presence would make her unhappy.
"Don't cry, don't cry!" Lan Aotian hugged the slender and petite body, his heart was broken, and he could only comfort her in a low voice.
"Go away! Leave me alone!" I got out of the quilt and pushed him away hard.
"Rou'er, do you really not like seeing me?" Lan Aotian asked unwillingly.
"I don't like it, I don't like it!" Seeing the emperor's stinky face, I wiped away my tears and stretched my neck: "If you want to kill me, then kill me. In short, I just don't like you! I don't like your touch, and I don't like your look.
, don’t like your appearance, don’t like everything about you!”
"You have to like it even if you don't like it! I am the emperor, everyone must listen to me!" Lan Aotian rushed towards the petite woman, kissing her skin domineeringly with his cold lips.