When Gu Tingfang woke up, she found that her body was much better. She was no longer as uncomfortable as last night, and the agarwood smoke was lingering in the hall.
As soon as he was about to get out of bed, he saw Yin Luzhu lying on the soft couch not far away.
She was lying on the soft couch, motionless, as if she was dead.
With a sullen face, he walked over, raised his foot and kicked Yin Luzhu.
At this critical moment, Yin Luzhu suddenly opened his eyes and quickly intercepted Gu Tingfang's kick with one hand.
When their eyes met, the two of them were stunned.
Yin Luzhu slowly lowered her head and looked at the foot held in her palm. She blinked and looked up along the foot.
The Gu Tingfang in front of him only wore a black undershirt embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon. His sleepy eyes showed a trace of laziness, and his full head of black hair was casually scattered, and he had an unspeakable handsomeness.<
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Under such scrutiny from her, even Gu Tingfang felt a little unnatural.
He wanted to take his feet back, but Yin Luzhu held them tighter.
Gu Tingfang's face turned dark instantly.
Yin Luzhu seemed not to notice. She sat up slowly and gently held the man's ankle with her other hand.
"Your Majesty, your feet are so white."
"..." Gu Tingfang suddenly took a breath of cold air and looked at her like an animal, which she couldn't bear to look at.
What a pervert!
With a slight snort, Gu Tingfang retracted her feet with force, and then put on her shoes immediately.
Looking at his behavior, Yin Luzhu blinked and said nothing more.
Gu Tingfang was dressed neatly, and when he thought of Mr. Bai, a chill flashed across his eyes.
This is the tragedy of being born in an emperor's family. Everything is fake. Even your biological child can be killed for power, let alone the rest.
No wonder people say that the most dangerous place in the world is the palace.
No matter what it was like at the beginning, one day, you will fight to the death for power and status.
Yin Luzhu turned his head and saw Gu Tingfang's lonely figure sitting on the bed, as lonely as snow. There was an indescribable coldness in his eyes, as well as an indescribable loneliness.
"What's wrong with you, Your Majesty?" He walked over and asked in a low voice.
Before Gu Tingfang could say anything, she added in a cowardly manner, "Say it to make me happy, hehe."
She walked in with her red lips curled up, a look of mean-spirited banter on her face, and she looked at Gu Tingfang expectantly.
Ignoring Gu Tingfang's extremely dark face, she tilted her buttocks and sat on his bed.
Gu Tingfang felt the fishy sweetness in his throat again. He frowned and looked at Yin Luzhu, "Go away, I'm a germaphobe."
"Your Majesty, my Lord..."
"Someone, please change this bedding."
Yin Luzhu: "..."
"Your Majesty, are you angry?" Yin Luzhu changed his careless look and looked at him seriously.
Seeing his suddenly serious appearance, Gu Tingfang felt a flash of discomfort in her heart. After all, this man was also sincerely helping him consolidate his throne.
Perhaps, he is indeed a little perverted, a little disgusting, a little shameless, a little bit effeminate...
Shaking his head, Gu Tingfang said: "It doesn't matter, I just don't like you."
Yin Luzhu suddenly fell silent. She lowered her eyes and stared at her feet. For a moment, she didn't say a word.
Seeing her like this, Gu Tingfang felt like her conscience had been stabbed hard.