The long hanging eyelashes covered the murderous aura in the pupils. Yun Luo lowered his voice, revealing helplessness and pleading.
"I hope the princess will forgive me! Yun Luo is just not good at speaking, so..."
Yunluo is indeed not good at speaking. He usually doesn't hum when he gets along with male concubines. In Fengchun's memory, he really doesn't say much, and there are not ten sentences in total.
Now in Shengxun Palace, Qianxun is embarrassed by this, so I can say a few more words.
Qianxun retracted her cold expression, chuckled, and raised her hand proudly, "Haha, I said it, I am joking with you, haha... This palace is going to sleep, you have fun, without the orders of this palace, you can't come.
Disturbate!"[
Qianxun's sleepiness was getting heavier and heavier. She was used to taking naps. She was disturbed by Tie Yan and postponed her lunch break.
Yunluo bowed respectfully, "Send the princess with honor."
Fengchun stood there, looked at Yunluo coldly, turned around and retreated, leaving Yunluo standing there alone, extremely quiet.
The blush on Yun Luo's face gradually faded away, and a murderous aura flashed through his purple eyes. Did the princess actually insult him so much?
In this era, it is a great insult to a man when a woman pulls off a man's belt. Those who are angry can kill a woman without paying their lives, and the government is also standing on the man's side.
After all, men are superior to women, and all the good things will only fall on men.
Qianxun didn't know that there was such etiquette. She just made a joke with Yunluo. Obviously, she didn't notice at all. She offended Yunluo and thought he was shy.
The redness just now was not a blush, but an angry blush.
Qianxun returned to the inner hall and lay down and fell asleep.
In the inner hall, there is a strange fragrance, and the fragrance of incense and tributes are entangled in the air.
A man came with a sword and walked gently into the inner hall.
Qianxun was completely unaware of it.
The man moved to the phoenix bed in the inner hall and looked down at the very pretty little face coldly. Qianxun seemed to be sleeping sweetly, with red lips slightly opened, breathing stably, and a slight smile on her face.
meaning.
She leaned her body sideways, and the pink gauze was hazy, adding a sense of ethereal beauty to it.