Chapter 1273

"Do you really think you can hide it? Do you really think I don't feel anything?"

The man seemed to see through her panic and guilt, and slammed down every sentence, forcing her even tighter, wanting to tear off her disguise immediately.

"I really didn't do anything, wasn't it just to dispel the Gu! You know that the purer and more precious the blood of our holy witch clan, I just fed you a few mouthfuls of blood!" Qianyi shook her legs and stuck her neck Hold on.

She knows that if she admits it now, the relationship between her and him, which has never been able to go any further, may change.

But she didn't want to, she didn't want the change between them because of some kind of condition.

She likes him and runs after him, that's what she wants.

Even she always pestered him cheekily, trying to make him like her in various ways, and she was never discouraged by repeated setbacks.

If he doesn't like her, she tries to chase after him.

If she still fails in the end, then she will not force it.

She can stay here and get along with him like relatives and friends, and when he has someone he likes, she will leave.

She always remembered what the elder said to her, that twisted melons are not sweet.

Thinking of this, Qianyi's eyes welled up with enthusiasm.

She didn't know why she fell in love with this man, as long as he was by his side, she felt very safe, and she felt that she would not be afraid of anything, and would be happy in whatever she did.

But she is not copper-skinned and iron-framed. Every time he gets close to him and he doesn't respond to her, she will be hurt and sad.

She tried her best to like him, but he never seemed to take her liking seriously.

Blinking, forcing down the moisture in her eyes, Qianyi lowered her head to avoid the man's sharp gaze, "I really didn't do anything, believe it or not, for a person like me who refuses to suffer, if I really paid a big price to save you , how could it be possible to let you be so at ease, I have already demanded debts from you."

After that, he laughed like he was mocking himself, "It's really just a little bit of blood. You know, our blood is extremely precious to outsiders, but in our own eyes, it is the most worthless thing. It's good to eat it for two days The food will make up for it.”

Emerging from the gap between the man and the wall, Qianyi turned her head and bared her teeth at the man, "It's time to go, hurry up and rest, you usually work on time, and you came back so late today, which made me worry for a long time. It's okay. Just fine."

The woman went back to her room to rest, and the wing room was only separated from the man's yard by a wall. After Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou moved to the new backyard, their original yard was given to Qianyi to live in.

In front of the corner, the man was still standing there, expressionless, wondering what he was thinking.

The bright moon above the head moved westward, and the moon was as cool as water, making the man's shadow on the wall distorted.

Xue Honglian looked at the angled shadow, her eyes dimmed.

In fact, he came back very early, but he didn't show up, he just hid beside the hanging flower door, watching the woman walking around here like ants in a hot pot.

She waited for him for two full hours.

In the end, just say one thing, it's fine.

But he originally wanted to force her to tell the truth that day, but when he saw the water welling up in her eyes, he stopped more, more intense and hurtful words.

He has never been a soft-hearted person, except for his own people.

Turning her head and looking in the direction of the women's wing, Xue Honglian's eyes were dark.

"It's over, it's over." With a stern face, the words he said carried a hint of carelessness.

"Shut up, if you don't want to be beaten."

"Hey, you beat me up, you beat me up. Anyway, I'm not the only one getting beaten up."

Xue Honglian curled her lips coldly, "I can fall asleep, but you can't."

The reason, they know it well.

Because the person who first appeared in this body was Xue Qinglian.

Later, the red lotus was derived.

Under the moonlight, the man's face showed a sense of tearing, and the two extreme expressions changed back and forth, and finally he spat out a dirty word from his thin lips.

"Fuck!"

"Your Majesty, you are swearing."

In Qiande Hall, in front of the desk, there is a small board that makes mistakes at a glance.

"You can hear what I said in my mouth? Dog ears?"

"Before he left, the lord specially ordered the slaves to keep an eye on the emperor, so that the emperor can't be so unseemly." Xiao Banzi bent down, "Also, your lord, the most sensitive thing about a dog is its nose, not its ears."

Feng Mohan squinted his eyes, stared lightly at the small board, slowly rolled up the copy in his hand into a tube shape, and then suddenly slapped the eunuch on the head.

"Hold a chicken feather as an arrow, are you capable? Are you capable? Filling a big clove of garlic in front of me? The dog's nose is the best, right? Will I give you a dog's nose now?"

Xiao Banzi ran away with his head in his arms, "Your Majesty, the servant dare not disobey the order of the prince! Besides, the emperor is not allowed to swear, the prince is also for the good of the emperor..."

"Uncle Huang is not in the capital right now, so he can't save you. It's useless if you call him lord a hundred times!" Feng Mohan sneered, and the Chinese script in his hand made a phantom.

Sneezing all night is enough to be irritable, but one of the little eunuchs is so stern, calling him inappropriate?

What's wrong with the emperor? The emperor can't scold people? Can the emperor stop swearing?

Don't say it when the emperor's uncle is away, but dare to say it when he comes back?

Tired of chasing, I went back to the desk and slumped on the chair, "What time is it now?"

Looking at the emperor who was sitting but not sitting, Xiaobanzi resisted the heart of correcting mistakes, and answered cautiously, "It's the end of time to return to the emperor."

"I'm working hard, but I've been working until midnight? Then it's time to rest."

"Your Majesty, the Empress of Haitang Palace is still waiting for you, it's her turn to sleep over there tonight."

The emperor looked over coldly, cold sweat dripped from the forehead of Xiaobanzi, and he didn't want to remind him. Isn't the emperor lingering in the bedroom until midnight just to avoid the concubine's bedtime?

But he can't do without reminding! Who made him the emperor's personal servant? Who let him be entrusted by the prince?

"Xiao Banzi, tell me honestly, have you taken money from those concubines in the harem?"

The little board shivered, and fell to his knees, "Your Majesty, this slave has been wronged! This slave is loyal to the Emperor, and everything is only for the Emperor's sake! The slave has a heart for the Emperor, riches and honors cannot be lewd!"

"Pfft!" Feng Mohan couldn't hold back, and burst into laughter lying on the desk, the depression just now was cured by the little eunuch's words that rich people can't be lewd.

"Your Majesty?" Little Banzi raised his head cautiously, observed his words and expressions, and saw that the Emperor's complexion had improved a lot, so he dared to ask again, "Are you going to show off?"

"Let's drive." Standing up from the chair, Feng Mohan walked out of the bedroom slowly with his hands behind his back.

After becoming an emperor and having a harem, he truly realized that those who envy the three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem are idiots.

Thought it would be cool to have three thousand beauties, hugging left and right, enjoying all the beauty and blessings?

Why didn't they think about how tiring it would be for the emperor to serve the entire harem by himself?

He is a stallion.

In order to carry on the family line, the favored stallion is changed every day.

The most hematemetic thing is, it’s fine if it works, but now it doesn’t work!

In the harem, no one can give birth to his mother!

Who is serving whom?

There is one more chapter.