"Your Majesty, your clothes. Su Xiaomeng tried to twist his wrist, but he didn't expect his hand to be tighter, his face was approaching again, his breathing was a little short, a little burning, and the flickering eyelashes even swept to Su Xiaomeng's cheeks......

"Your Majesty, Sister is just a palace person now, please don't embarrass her, okay?"

At the last moment, the silly white sweet heroine Zhou Caiwei made a move, and Zhao Yu finally let go of her hand after staring at Zhou Jinhuan for a few seconds, turned her face sideways, smiled at Zhou Caiwei, and left a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Oh my God, I'm starting to show affection again, this is the rhythm of disgusting death!

Su Xiaomeng hung her head silently, pretending not to see anything, but even such a low profile did not make Zhao Yu's anger disappear, even if she didn't understand where his anger came from.

He already felt the anger above his head and waited for the next bloody rain, but unexpectedly, Zhao Yu just flicked his sleeves and left.

Su Xiaomeng wiped a handful of cold sweat and was about to sit on the ground: "What the hell, what kind of wind is smoking." ”

"Sister, it's disobedient for you to say that. Zhou Caiwei said weakly, Su Xiaomeng "cut", and smiled in a blink of an eye: "Wei'er, Sister is the only relative like you, you must protect Sister Ah." ”

If Zhou Jinhuan knew that Su Xiaomeng was occupying her body and said such flattering things to Zhou Caiwei, it was estimated that Qiqi would be smoking.

This night, Su Xiaomeng slept in the outer hall, unable to sleep for a long time, so she simply leaned on the side of the palace door and stared at the moon: what did Zhao Yu think, why did he leave her such a ruthless, talentless and virtuous princess of the former dynasty? With such a person who knew all his details by his side, he always reminded him that the throne was not coming from the right way, didn't he grind himself? Or did he think she was still useful?

Thinking of this, a fine layer of sweat broke out on her back.

She had seen the Golden Branch Desire many times in her previous life, but it couldn't make her calm and calm in the face of the turbulent situation.

"The night is heavy, why doesn't Sister rest when she is alive?"

Zhou Caiwei didn't know when she was standing behind her, and her soft and glutinous voice was very pleasing.

"Wei'er, do you also think that I deserve to die?" I don't know if it is because I feel sad under the moonlight, Su Xiaomeng's voice seems to be dyed with a layer of frost: "Da Wei died at my hands, but I am so shameless to survive, I have never even dreamed of the imperial brother, the imperial brother who was pushed into death by my own hands......"

"Sister, no matter what you do, you are my sister, my only relative in this world, if you are not here, Wei'er is really ......"

Zhou Caiwei cried so much that the pear blossoms were raining in spring, Su Xiaomeng also wet her clothes with tears, gently hugged her into her arms, said comforting words on her lips, and secretly played Xiao Jiujiu, and when her emotions calmed down a little, she seemed to begg: "Wei'er, Sister thought that she could take care of you more or less by your side, but Sister Ah found that she was really useless, the emperor disliked me, and he would hate the house and Wu, and he would affect you for no reason......"

"Your Majesty, he is not a cold-hearted person, Sister doesn't have to mind his attitude too much......"

"I gave up everything for him, but what do I get now? how he thinks of me, how he treats me, my heart is like a mirror, why should you lie to me?"

"Sister ......"

"Okay Wei'er, it's Sister begging you, you help Sister escape from the palace, okay?"