For Zhao Yu's eyes, Zhou Jinhuan chose to escape, don't turn his face, and was about to continue to say countermeasures, but was interrupted.

"That's all. ”

After a few days of not getting a drop of water, he had been holding on to it until now, and after hearing Zhao Yu's three words, Zhou Jinhuan fainted with confidence.

"Miss Jinhuan, are you awake?"

With the fragrance that seems to be there and the unique fragrance of the girl, Zhou Jinhuan opened her eyes slowly.

"Who are you and where is this?"

It was like a trip from the ghost gate, and Zhou Jinhuan was surprisingly calm.

The girl looks very delicate, her eyes are full of aura, and she is a little sweeter.

"This is the Egret Pavilion, and the slave is Su Wan, who was sent by the emperor to take care of Miss Jinhuan. ”

How could Zhao Yu be so kind, I'm afraid it's overseer, right?

Zhou Jinhuan didn't say anything, she just smiled, she actually had a good impression of Su Wan, and the two of them got along happily.

Zhao Yu came a little faster than she expected, she was holding her head to look at the burning red candle, the flickering candlelight reflected her fair and bright face, very moving.

Zhao Yu waved her hand to make Su Wan retreat, her hand couldn't help but cover her cheeks, and her head slowly pressed down, and she was about to touch the rose-like lips, she spoke: "The residual poison on the slave maid has not been eliminated......

Unexpectedly, this angered Zhao Yu, and one hand ran down the hair in her ear, wrapped around her neck, and pressed her lips to himself with a gentle effort.

The lips were intense, grinding the corners of Zhou Jinhuan's mouth, but her reaction was calm and cold, as if it was not her who was forcibly kissed.

After a while, Zhao Yu pushed her away, and sat leisurely on the gilded bed, unable to distinguish between joy and anger.

"The emperor let go of Wei Zifeng's young son?"

"I will naturally not regret what I promised, so what about you?"

"If a slave or maid is cheap, she will naturally not regret it. ”

After finishing speaking, he picked up a burnt blue hollow crested crested step shake from the dresser, and was about to stab it into his throat, but step shake was knocked down by Zhao Yu with a piece of jade in his hand.

Zhou Jinhuan knew that Zhao Yu was born in the army, but he never thought that his martial arts were so high.

"I am indeed satisfied with your rhetoric, and I believe that you can say all the countermeasures, but what I promised was to let you out of the palace, not to let Wei Zifeng's rebel son go. ”

For a moment, Zhou Jinhuan almost ran away, picked up the step on the ground and wanted to rush up to give him a look, but she still forced herself to calm down.

"Zhao Yu, no, what do you want me to do, Your Majesty?"

Although Zhao Yu said so, he obviously didn't mean to let her leave the palace, otherwise he wouldn't have put her in the Egret Pavilion, and arranged for Su Wan to "take care" of her.

"It's a little smarter than it used to be. ”

Zhao Yu clapped his hands lightly, and the two guards dragged a child about ten years old in.

The child's little face was full of horror, and his body shrank slightly, looking pitiful and pitiful.

"To be honest, I am so disgusted with you, killing you, I feel dirty with my hands......" Zhao Yu got up and paced slowly, with elegant steps, but what he said was a little vicious, Zhou Jinhuan didn't understand his intentions, and didn't speak, until he walked up to her, his fingers skimmed over her eyebrows, tilted his head as if staring at her harmlessly, that look made her feel hairy: "However, your face is very good, and it is somewhat useful......