Fu Yue paused: "......"

She glanced at the beautiful and cool gauze she was wearing, and a little obvious disgust flashed in her eyes.

What the hell is this wearing.

On a cold day, she simply froze to death.

In fact, the house is lit with charcoal, and it is not really cold, but it is inevitable that a little chill will penetrate the skin.

So, Fu Yue raised his eyes faintly and stared at Ji Rong...... of the bed.

Soft and warm bedding.

She walked lightly in that direction, and then, reaching out to Ji Rong—

That's when it happened.

The man opened his eyes, and his dark eyes stared straight at her, as if the abyss was staring at her.

A hand grabbed her hand.

The five fingers are slightly tightened.

"What is this doing? Want to assassinate me? ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the emperor's common disease.

Victim paranoia, suspecting that everyone wants to assassinate him.

Fu Yue looked at his grabbed hand, was silent, and then stretched out his other hand and pointed in that direction.

Ji Rong looked over and saw a blanket unsurprisingly.

“……”

The corners of his lips twitched.

Ji Rong's face was a little indescribable: "What are you doing with the blanket?" ”

Fu Yue's face was expressionless: "I'm cold." ”

Only then did Ji Rong notice that the clothes Fu Yue was wearing were very thin, as thin as a cicada's wings, and he was only wearing a suspender-like garment inside, and he even saw the other party's two wipes with sharp eyes......

“…… Who made you dress like this? Ridiculous! ”

Ji Rong didn't have a good airway.

He pinched his eyebrows, only to realize that the minions might have mistaken him.

He just wanted this woman to simply come and sleep with him, not to sleep.

Before Fu Yue was sent over, she was at least wearing a thick cloak, but as soon as she entered, the cloak on her body was taken away by the maid, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to seduce Ji Rong. Dotted Library

Now listen to what Ji Rong said.

Fu Yue almost couldn't believe his ears.

How can there be such a vexatious person?

"Didn't Your Majesty let your concubines come to bed?"

Ji Rong narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and his tone was gloomy and compassionate, like a neurosis.

"Are you weird?"

Fu Yue: "...... I just think you're a bit rebellious. ”

Ji Rong: "Nonsense! I'll kill you! ”

Fu Yue: "......"

Good secondary two.

Ji Rong seemed to be very sleepy, he didn't have the patience to continue to say these unnutritious words to Fu Yue, so he grabbed Fu Yue's hand, pulled her down, and held her in his arms.

The world is spinning.

Fu Yue nestled in Ji Rong's arms in a slightly curled posture at this time, the top of her head against his chin, the rich dark fragrance lingering between her nose, and his hair accidentally fell on her cheeks.

It's a little itchy.

Fu Yue struggled slightly, and Ji Rong's pleasant and low voice sounded in her ears.

"Settle down, or I'll kill you."

As he spoke, he hugged Fu Yue's arm tighter and tighter, and he even buried his head and rubbed Fu Yue's neck socket with his fair face, "Sleep." ”

These two words seem to come out of the nose, with a bit of coquettishness.

Fu Yue: "......"

Hehe.

This dog is more than using her as a pillow.

*

In the middle of the night.

Ji Rong woke up with a headache.

Against the candlelight, the emperor's angular side face showed a beautiful cold white color, and the yellow candlelight was like a flawless white jade soaked in bloodlight, adding a bit of cold and perverse.

Those dark eyes were bloodshot.

Soaring killing intent.