Without strength, she couldn't get up, and she knew that this body was very fragile and squeamish, and she couldn't lift her shoulders or lift her hands.

But like this...... is so angry that he doesn't even have the strength to get up, this ...... It's the first time.

"Didn't call anyone to sleep last night?"

At this time, a cold and thin voice asked.

Zhou Yanqing raised his head in a daze, his eyes filled with black mist were full of misty.

The man was still dressed in emerald color, and he was still wearing a grimace mask with blue fangs.

In this deep palace of silence, it is like a Yin Cao Shura, like a king of Hades, and like black and white impermanence, reminiscent of those ruthless corners related to death.

She pursed her lips and didn't speak.

The green ghost sat next to the woodcarved screen of the cloudy mountains, he glanced at Zhou Yanqing, and then ordered lightly: "Bring something." ”

What is it?

Zhou Yanqing was confused, but with a grim and indifferent expression on the surface, he paid 120,000 points of attention to the green ghost.

Suddenly, a man in black wore a black iron mask and held a tray of rosewood.

"Your Majesty, please turn over the cards. ”

Flop the brand, waiter?

finally understood, Zhou Yanqing felt ridiculous: "What are you flip......ping?"

Before the sarcastic words could be fully spoken, the green ghost casually lifted a sign, and then threw it back into the tray with a loud bang.

The man in black lowered his head and looked: "Cen Pingjun?"

Then he bowed and retreated.

Zhou Yanqing clenched her fingertips, she was lying on the dragon bed weakly, if it weren't for the fact that her body was really weak and weak, she might have pounced on it at this moment and bit the emerald green ghost to death.

"Why do you make a decision on my behalf!!"

Behind the grimace mask of the green face and fangs, the tips of the green ghost's handsome and delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Are you dissatisfied?"

Does this need to be asked?

My dissatisfaction is written on my face!

The green ghost stood up indifferently.

"Ten years, now is the tenth year. During the term of office, you, must live. At the end of your term of office, what does your life and death have to do with this seat?"

He dropped these words indifferently, tiptoed, like a gust of wind, and floated out of Zichen Palace like a ghost.

And Zhou Yanqing was dizzy, she fell back on the dragon bed, and the whole person seemed to be exhausted.

Dead, alive?

Is the little emperor in poor health and sleeping with a servant...... Relate?

I can generally understand the attitude of the blue ghost.

That person's 'protection' for her has nothing to do with his own preferences, but only stems from an agreement, from that 'ten-year period'.

She pressed her eyebrows, feeling like a mess. Wait for the ...... You'll have to ask someone.

......

Yesterday, Cen Pingjun was used as a gun by Li Quanfu, and he was in trouble with the fool Liang Guijun's Chongxiao Palace, and was punished by the emperor for being grounded because of this incident. It was supposed to be confined for three months, but I didn't know that there was an unexpected joy from the sky.

Soon after, two little eunuchs were seen carrying a charming man, whose long hair was like a waterfall, and was rolled up in a brocade quilt of real silk and satin, and sent to the emperor's bedroom.

"The Emperor ~~~"

Cen Pingjun had a flattering face, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he had a bewitching and charming small wavy line, and his eyes were full of affection, like water and spring.

He broke free of the brocade quilt that had wrapped around him, and was wearing a gauzy garment, which was so transparent that he could even faintly see the flesh color inside.

Zhou Yanqing choked.

Like a goblin in the night, Cen Pingjun came over softly.

Zhou Yanqing's face was faintly a little blue.

I'm a big girl with yellow flowers!!

"Pingjun, self-respect!"