A big hand held her down and smiled leisurely: "I'm sorry... I'm so sick, so there's no need to be polite. Look at you, your head is full of sweat... Is he suffering from fever?"
He has a disheveled hair, looks like a madman, and looks shameful... But Shui Lian is so satisfied with her ugly appearance at this moment - which man is willing to face a woman with a disheveled hair?
Lord Emperor, turn around and leave.【26nbsp;】
She was looking forward to it for ten thousand times in her heart, but she just kept her head in the quilt and didn't dare to lift it up.
What exactly does he mean?
On such a night, shouldn't he work overtime in Shangshan Palace to maintain his image as a benevolent and wise ruler? Diligent, love the people, accept advice... and even maintain a superficial respect for the Empress Dowager... and then,
He threw her into the tomb of the Living Dead. From now on, can he never come out again??????
I think about how remarkable it was on that day.
I wonder how righteous he was at that time: I wanted to fast for the Empress Dowager - regardless of whether I have children or not, whether I need to have any desires or not, my respect for the Empress Dowager will never change.
Now, what did he do in Luohua Hall????
Moreover, he was alone, not even a eunuch. What did he want to do when the moon was dark and windy nights were dark?
The surroundings were very quiet, but the sound of his leaving footsteps did not sound for a long time. She thought that if her head continued to be buried in the quilt like this, she would have to hold it crazy.
There was a noise, and she was delighted, but then she felt cold, because it was the sound of someone sitting down on the chair.
Is this guy going to fight a protracted battle?
It's over.
After a long time, she finally couldn't hold it in and was about to get bored. She finally lifted the quilt and was suddenly stunned.
It wasn't the man opposite who was wearing a dragon robe and a golden crown - he didn't even look like a eunuch - he was wearing a moon-white shirt, casual clothes, simple, just like most men in this world, took off the most
The most arrogant and arrogant side.
And the sound of his speech was no longer the stereotypical coldness and deliberate indifference of the past - on the contrary, he kept smiling, like the sounds made by two people.
At this time, it seemed like someone else had spoken again.
She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. She pulled the quilt and tried to lay her head down.
However, as soon as the quilt was approaching, it was immediately caught...