Under normal circumstances, the concubines would bathe in the past and wait for the emperor to come up, but today, somehow, Dongfang Che came half an hour early? Is it just to humiliate yourself early? Maybe.

According to the cold and weird nature of the male god, he can't do anything.

When night really fell, Zhan Meixiang was lying on the dragon bed in the apse of the Imperial Palace, wearing only a thin layer of underwear. This bed is probably the most luxurious bed in the country, the whole body is glittering with gold, and the head of the bed is depicted with crystals and gold and silver from the Western Regions to depict the appearance of a blooming rose. The curtains are embroidered with a hundred immortals, hung with various colored sachet pearls, and the whole bed is exquisitely arranged.

This is more comfortable than Simmons' bed, the brocade quilt on the bed is a little thin, Zhan Meixiang lay down until her body was a little stiff when she was warmed by hot water, and Dongfang Che came over. He withdrew all the people, walked over and gently lifted the translucent curtain, and smiled faintly: "Don't expect me to touch you again." The light flashed in his always deep and scary eyes, Zhan Meixiang was not stupid, she recognized it at a glance, it was disgust, she hated to be looked down on by Dongfang Che with this kind of eyes.

Hate his disgust. Zhan Meixiang sat up with the brocade quilt in her arms and sneered: "I don't want to have anything to do with you, I'm afraid that I will be sick to my stomach and spoil the emperor's Yaxing." "

"Oh? Queen, this is just a joke, are you sarcastic? He was still standing and laughing, not at all sitting on the bed.

"How dare I, you are the Son of Heaven, how can a concubine have that kind of courage. I'm still afraid of death, I'm afraid. Zhan Meixiang chuckled.

"The queen speaks really pleasantly." Dongfang Che didn't even have a trace of a smile on his face, and the flickering light in his eyes was aggressive.

"Is the emperor angry?" Zhan Meixiang smiled fakely, wondering if she would be able to wear it back after she was given a glass of poisoned wine or something. "So, the queen is saying that I shouldn't be angry?" He leaned over, pinched Zhan Meixiang's chin, and smiled softly: "Your body is shaking, Aifei, is it because of the cold, or is it because of something else?" "

Zhan Meixiang looked up at him suddenly, his expression was still elegant, but there was a cold light in his deep eyes. He let go of Zhan Meixiang's jaw and turned to leave. "Don't," Zhan Meixiang was a little panicked, and jumped out of bed with Jinfu: "Don't go." "

Whether to give a glass of poisoned wine or enter the cold palace, you have to have an explanation before leaving, okay? It's good to plan for your future life! What's going on here? "The queen is quite popular." He turned his head with a smile, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Continue to sleep tomorrow night." After saying that, he rolled up the corners of his robe, turned around and pushed the door and walked out, never looking back.

It seems to have drifted away with a gust of wind. Zhan Meixiang thought that she hadn't seen so many palace fighting texts in vain, although they were all used on Dongfang Che. Standing barefoot on the ground, she couldn't help but shiver as the cold tiles pierced her. Zhan Meixiang felt an urge to scold her mother in her heart, and she arranged the room so beautifully that she was even reluctant to lay out the carpet.

Zhan Meixiang was summoned to sleep for seven days in a row, and the rumor that "the queen favors the harem alone" spread throughout the harem like wings. Zhan Meixiang was slightly stunned by this "scandal", and then burst into tears.