Concubine?

Nangong was in a trance for a moment, and then said: "Where does this king have a concubine." ”

The woman chuckled when she heard this, shook her head and sighed: "Lord Wang, I'm afraid you have forgotten, then Jiu Pei is still raised in your mansion, isn't she your concubine?" ”

Oh, yes.

Nangong is so busy these days that he doesn't even have enough time to rest.

And Na Jiupei has been very settled recently, but he didn't think about it for a while.

"Lord Wang, don't you think Jiu Pei has been too quiet recently?"

The man habitually narrowed his narrow eyes, nodded secretly and whispered, "Yes, there must be a demon when things go wrong." ”

"It's okay, I'll help you see what she's doing in that Fuyun Hall recently."

After closing his words, Mu Xue jumped off his body, and then wiped the oil and water on his mouth and was about to go out.

Nangong stepped forward with an arrow, grabbed her wrist, and asked her with a cold eyebrow: "You just go out like this?" ”

While questioning, his naked eyes looked the woman up and down, this dress is loose, isn't this the same as walking away?

How could he let others see her beauty?

Besides, it's not too early now, and he still has something to say to her.

"I'm not, I just want to tell Yunzhi to go and get a set of clothes for me to wear, cold."

She felt that Fei Qi and Yun Zhi should still be waiting outside the door of the study, his clothes were just an expedient measure, and she still had to wear her own clothes in the end.

Just like what she eats and wears now, it is all given by this man.

She still has to rely on herself after all.

She may think differently than others.

She felt that what he gave and what he gave could she receive with joy.

But the money he earned was enough for the flowers.

So last time behind her back, she had already reached a consensus with Na Du Baye.

"Since it's cold, you just wait here, and this king will go and get it for you."

He had always been domineering, and when he had said this, he picked him up horizontally and put him on the bed.

Placing the person on the bed, his eyes swept over her robe.

His gaze was a little inexplicable, as if he had something to say, but he didn't know how to speak.

Before leaving, say to her, "Take it off." ”

After saying this, the man went over there to clean up the table, and went out with a tray in the back.

Mu Xue was the only one left in the room.

She undressed as she pondered his tone repeatedly.

The voice is quite soft, but there seems to be endless longing and restraint in his eyes.

And Mu Xue also noticed that when he came in, the moment he saw the clothes, the dimness in his eyes was as if someone had poked him sadly.

Mu Xue knelt naked on the bed, with a quilt on her body, and folded the dress neatly, not even a trace of wrinkles could be found.

Watching and lamenting.

The things in this room, except this bed, seem to be untouchable.

There was a slight sound of footsteps stepping on the thick carpet, and Mu Xue knew that it was the man who had returned.

"Here, wear this."

This dress is the neon dress rewarded by the emperor, and under the light, this dress shines.

Because it is woven with hollow gold wire, it is extraordinarily bright.

Not only that, but the garment is simply zero in terms of warmth.

Mu Xue pursed her lips and took the clothes in her hand to look at them, and said with some embarrassment: "Lord Wang, there is no difference between wearing this dress and not wearing it." ”

The clothes are too thin.

The thin Mu Xue could see her palm through the fabric of this clothes.

Her first reaction was erotic lingerie.

How can this be worn?

Although the dress looked very valuable, she still pushed it in his direction.

Nangong Li didn't even give her a look, but said in a good mood: "It's up to you whether you wear it or not, your two maids are long gone, this king is too lazy to get it, otherwise if you don't wear it, this king won't dislike it." ”

"The stitches of this dress are very dense, and the fine lotus on this is still double-sided Suzhou embroidery, the embroidery is lifelike, where do you know such a good woman with embroidery skills, you introduce it to me, I asked her to help me embroider some styles."

It seems that on purpose, I want to trap him.

Mu Xue carefully touched the thin red lotus on his light-colored robe.

With a little face on his face, he asked him ignorantly.

Nangong Li's eyes dimmed, especially when he heard Mu Xue's words, the breath around his whole body was gone.

He was actually sad.

He sat on the cool edge of the collapse, his eyes glued to the neat stack of clothes.

He couldn't hear that this woman was tricking him.

Now he is willing to say that it is because he wants her to know about his past.

His fingertips touched the thin lotus, and there was endless loneliness between his voice: "This is embroidered by my aunt and me." ”

Hear the word A-Niang.

Mu Xue's heart trembled.

Mu Xue looked at this dress at the time, and he couldn't wear it now.

When his mother died, Nangong Li was only ten years old.

This robe was the last garment his mother had ever made for him.

After so many years, it has been carefully collected, and now it is almost as good as a brand new one.

Mu Xue didn't expect that a piece of clothing that she took out casually was such a precious thing for him.

She knew that his aunt had gone early.

Something that can be left to him, even if it is just a strand of hair, is precious.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, she withdrew her hand from her clothes, and whispered as if she had done something wrong, "I'm sorry to remind you of sad things again." ”

No need to apologize.

This silly girl.

He didn't fail to see her hand slowly pull back.

Hearing her apologetic words, Nangong Li's big palm held her small hand in the palm of her hand, and invited in a gentle tone: "There is no need to apologize, in September next year, when this king goes to the imperial tomb to pay tribute to A-Niang, you can come with me." ”

A surprise rose in the woman's eyes that she didn't dare to imagine, and a simple invitation made her smile like a flower in an instant.

She felt her happiness bubbling at the moment.

"Okay, "

She nodded heavily and gave the matter a proper answer.

But soon she reacted, bit her lip, and asked cautiously: "But I remember that your birthday is also in September, so..."

That was a long time ago.

Nangong Li seemed to hear the three words of September, and instantly fell into memory.

His birthday was on September 12.

But his aunt died on September 14 of that year.

On September 15 of the same year, the hospital suddenly underwent a major blood change.

The imperial doctors who were carrying his mother's body suddenly died.

At that time, the capital was high and cool every day, but the high walls of the deep palace were smoky.

It's like not being able to find an innocent person who has no sin on his hands.

lingering on the sickbed, it seems that in his memory, his mother has no time when her body is refreshed.

Always coughing, when the cough is fierce, he can almost cough up a mouthful of blood.

When he was a child, he was ignorant, and he naively thought that his father cared so much about his mother, and he would definitely find the best doctor for her and heal his mother's body.

But when he grew up, he understood.

His mother died unjustly.

Even when she left, it was the stench of blood that filled her mouth and nose, staining her peerless face.

It was clearly a perennial drinking poison before he died.

These dirty things that cannot be seen are all found out when he grows up and has the ability.

The man's voice was low, and Mu Xue could feel the endless thoughts lingering around him.

"So this king never has a birthday!!"

With a breath of turbidity, he hugged the person lightly in his arms and gritted his teeth and said this.

In this process, he was just pouring out slowly, and Mu Xue listened silently.

These old silent movie old things, he never told anyone.

He thought Mu Xue was his own person, and when Mu Xue was the closest person, he was willing to talk to her.

Mu Xue's white arm gently wrapped around his waist, and he had the courage to guess: "The only one who was able to hide from the emperor and have the ability to control the Tai Hospital back then was the old witch of Kunning Palace, right?" ”

It's like mentioning a sworn enemy.

Mu Xue could feel the endless murderous aura bursting out between the man's cold eyes, as if he hated the ferocity that couldn't tear people apart.

"It's her!! This king must have dug out her heart with his own hands!! Look at the color of that heart!! ”

At this moment, the look in this man's eyes was too fierce.

Like a beast that wants to eat man.

Mu Xue, who was not wearing clothes, was already a little cold.

Seeing him so evil at the moment, I couldn't help but tremble a little.

It was like feeling the tremor of the woman in her arms.

He lowered his eyebrows, looking at her gaze no longer fierce, and could even be said to be as tender as water.

But this man switched between darkness and gentleness so easily, she trembled even more than she did.

He reached out and stroked the side of her face, and said softly to her: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Xue'er, this king will not treat you like that." ”

As long as you don't leave, don't betray.

This is the other half of Nangong Li's words that he failed to spit out.

He's stunned.

Mu Xue subconsciously stepped back, tried her best to stabilize her figure, held the dress properly, and said unnaturally: "This dress is the most precious treasure for you, I'll put it away for you first." ”

It's like it's in with the smell of escape.

After Mu Xue said this, she got out of bed and left with her clothes in her arms.

Nangong Li looked at her naked back, his eyes slightly gloomy.

She's still scared.

Just knowing the tip of the iceberg, she was afraid.

But that's okay.

He remembered that she said that she liked herself and had nothing to do with these.

While putting the clothes back, Mu Xue took another piece of clothing from his closet, raised it in his hand and asked him, "Can I wear this?" ”

He nodded.

"Come here."

He beckoned to her, and when he saw that her clothes were being worn slowly, he beckoned her to come over.

Mu Xue's feet stepped on the soft and thick carpet without making any sound.

"What's wrong?"

He started and slowly buttoned the row of thin knots under her armpits for her.

"Why don't you ask this king for help if you don't buckle it well?"

Mu Xue's face was slightly red, and she whispered: "I'll wear it once, I don't need to buckle it so tightly, I'll wear it as pajamas overnight, and I'll return it to you tomorrow when it's cleaned." ”