Concubine Wen stopped shaking the fan, paused, and said slowly in a delicate voice: "Back to the emperor, the concubine was looking at the scenery at the time, and she didn't see anything..."

With that, she looked away and continued to shake her fan, completely distancing herself from it.

Of the more than ten concubines present, Concubine Wen remained neutral, and the rest stood with Concubine Ming.

At this moment, Su Xi is weak and very weak.

And she still stood there with her eyes fixed, a few strands of hair wet against her cheeks, water droplets constantly sliding down her cheeks, her hands hanging in the wet cuffs, pursing her red lips without saying a word, and her beautiful face was calmer than ever.

Alas, he's still acting, and he can't stop being addicted to drama, right?

Hurry up and act, and after the performance, labor and management will be on the stage.

A breeze blew, and she couldn't help but shiver, and silently leaned over to the man, wanting to use his towering and tall body to block the wind.

As she leaned towards the man, she suddenly felt her shoulders grabbed, and then a wide white robe fell on top of her, wrapping her tightly, revealing only her black head.

The residual heat on her robe penetrated her soaked clothes and cold skin, and transmitted to every vein in her body, down to her internal organs.

The faint dark fragrance dips into the nose, inexplicably, making people feel more reassured.

Su Xi felt that it was not so cold.

Turning around, she looked up at Ling Juncheng with her delicate cheeks, her long eyelashes stained with mist flickering.

He turned his back to the sun, and the golden mangs completely hit his back, leaving a shadow, and Su Xi happened to be shrouded in his shadow.

When I looked up at him, I saw it more realistically.

The deep eyes under the sword eyebrows are like two pools of ancient wells, under the high bridge of the nose, the thin lips are gently pursed, and the contour is angular and hard.

At this moment, he only saw a thin undershirt, a small piece of bronze looming at the half-open collar, and his long body looked more handsome and straight than usual.

When she looked at him, he was staring down at her, too.

But that look in his eyes does not make waves, making it difficult to figure out his emotions at the moment.

"Did I say that?"

Su Xi's moist eyes flashed.

"Just shut up..."

The lip flap was only half a slit, and the man's gaze was slightly cold as he stared at Su Xi.

Su Xi "......"

With a wooden face and a layer of mist on his face, the whole person looks more agile and lovely.

Seeing that his expression was faint but seemed to be mixed with some strong emotion, she couldn't help but feel a chill pass through her spine.

He told her to shut up, as if not giving her a chance to prove her innocence.

Did he sentence her to a summary sentence after he was addicted to the play, and didn't even give her a chance to appeal?

In that case, what is he doing with his clothes? Let's just kill labor and management.

The concubines standing on the side had already stiffened their expressions, and their eyes were dull to look at the two.

Not only was the emperor not angry, but he also took off his clothes to Concubine Su...

The harem is restless, but he sits idly by?

Concubine Ming also stopped crying, and through her hazy vision, she looked up and saw two figures looking at each other, looking intimate.

Looking down at the soaked emerald silk skirt on her body, she was both distressed and resentful.

"Your Majesty, the concubines are so cold......

Full of grievances, she looked weak and pitiful.

How could the emperor take off his clothes to that vicious woman?

I'm also soaked and almost drowned, can't the emperor see it?