When the sky was hazy, the lights in the imperial palace were lit one after another. Rows and clusters, half of the sky is reflected as if it were daytime.

Yu Kun walked through the long depths and walked towards Rou Dai's bedroom.

The palace attendants were all retreated without accident, and only a few sporadic palace lamps that illuminated the road emitted a dissolving halo, illuminating the hazy scenery as far as the eye could see. This is compared with the bright lights in the imperial palace outside the palace, forming two distinct depths of field.

For some reason, today's dormitory seems to be a little different from the past, but for a while, I can't say what the difference is. Yu Kun frowned, and after making a long breath, he finally calmed down, lifted the oblique flower-wearing butterfly curtain, and went all the way to the carved soft couch.

The king seemed to be very tired, and had fallen asleep on his side, face in.

The evening breeze blows on the body, and people can't help but shiver. Yu Kun naturally took off his light boots and coat, lay down on the soft couch, and whispered to Rou Dai with a sideways look: "Your Majesty, the minister is here." ”

The curtain moved, but the king did not answer, but he fell asleep. That's right, he already has a sword wound on his body, and it has never been a simple matter to deal with the affairs of Eastern Liao, so it is reasonable to be tired.

Thinking of this, Yu Kun's gaze slid over a stack of brocade quilts at the end of the bed, the soft brocade quilts were neatly folded, and there was no sign of movement at all: "No matter how tired you are, you have to cover the quilt." He smiled and took the brocade quilt to cover Rou Dai, "How adult, why can't you take care of yourself?"

The king remained motionless, and his long jade-like body was faintly visible in the dark bones, like a gray and white marble statue.

"Tsk......" for a moment, and suddenly there was a strange feeling that slid silently through Yu Kun's heart.

What was wrong with Rou Dai? Before she arrived, she had slept so soundly like never before...... Not only that, but together with the seemingly ordinary sleeping position in front of me, it is quite weird. They have been together for more than ten years, and Rou Dai doesn't like to sleep face in, especially when Yukun is lying beside her, Rou Dai will not look like this.

Could it be that he was frightened by the fact that he almost fell into the lake during the day, or was it because he saw it in a trance, the former queen...... Yukun is a spirit. Not for anything else, just because in such a dark eternal night, it is uncomfortable to think about a dead person after all.

He suppressed his thoughts, and leaned his face closer to look at Rou Dai.

The faint moonlight hit Rou Dai's extraordinarily quiet long body, and she couldn't see the part above her neck clearly because of the pattern of light and shadow. The unmoving figure was lying straight and sideways, and Leng Buding looked suddenly a little frightened, and that feeling made Yukun very uneasy, as if Rou Dai at this time had become another state of matter beyond this world, and even the subtle frequency of breathing could not be felt...... Yes, no life, as if dead!

Yukun was suddenly startled.

King...... Don't go wrong!

The Janissaries' natural sensitivities alerted him suddenly, and he sat half-seated, slowly raised his hand, and caressed Rou Dai's slender waist through the brocade quilt.

The slender waist of the ambiguous soft style in the past was taut at this time, although it was separated by a thin brocade quilt, but the fingers touching it still made him perceive a layer of stiffness and a layer of cold air...... It's that kind of ominous stiffness and coldness that goes straight to the heart, creepy!