A few people had originally hatched wording to appease their master, who had been snubbed, but Ruan Huai just said "oh" when he heard it, and then continued to concentrate on tinkering with the flowers and leaves.

Several people were dumbfounded at the same time.

Shui Ling thought that their master had lost confidence and didn't want to take the position, so he tried to encourage: "Master, you are the best-looking person the slave has ever seen in the palace, you are so beautiful, if you can spend some time on Your Majesty, maybe Your Majesty will come to see your master." ”

Ruan Huai glanced at her coldly: "Why should I bother with him?" ”

Others: "......"

Not only did the master not have the heart to compete for favor, but he also died!

Shui Lian was so frightened that she hurriedly looked around, and made sure that there were only a few of them in the courtyard of this broken palace, so she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and lowered her voice to persuade: "Master, don't say such things in the future, your majesty will know about it, and it will not be good for you......"

After all, the new emperor in the palace at the moment has a very strange and gloomy temperament, and it is easy to lose his head if he is not careful.

Ruan Huai didn't make a sound, and he didn't have time to deal with them.

After pounding oleanders for a long time, she went into the night without paying attention.

Ruan Huai used to have dinner, bathed and changed clothes, took the lamp back to the bedside table, and then lay down to sleep.

Since living in Xinwenxuan, Ruan Huai has repeated such a boring life every day.

She also knew very well that she didn't have a good way for the time being, so she had to live like this.

But tonight there was an accident.

In the middle of the night, Ruan Huai felt that he was choked somewhere, it hurt very much, and he couldn't break free.

I woke up in pain.

Ruan Huai opened his eyes lightly panting, smelling a heavy smell of blood mixed with the aroma of wine, and then, seeing a vague silhouette.

After the line of sight gradually became clear, Ruan Huai couldn't see clearly that the person sitting on the edge of the couch pinching her wrist was Gu Yutang.

I don't know when Gu Yutang came over, he was still wearing a cold black robe, the smell of blood on his body was very strong, and his cold and good-looking face was obviously drunk.

He closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes looked very long, his thin and shallow lips were pursed flat, and he sat quietly here pinching her wrist.

This feeling is very similar to the night in the tent in the Hanzhou resettlement area, Gu Yutang was also drunk that night, but when Ruan Huai looked at Gu Yutang at that time, his heart was sour and dazed.

And this time, Ruan Huai quietly looked at the handsome face in front of him, his heart was empty, and he didn't feel anything.

Gu Yutang opened his eyes very suddenly, his eyes were heavily drunk, he squinted slightly, and asked Ruan Huai a question: "Are you Ruan Huai?" ”

Ruan Huai stared at the bridge of his tall nose and the gloomy light in his eyes, confirming that he had drunk a lot.

She replied truthfully, "Yes." ”

Gu Yutang smiled coldly when he heard this, and said slowly as if he was sarcastic: "You are not." ”

Ruan Huai didn't bother to argue with him, and wanted to break free of his wrist from his hand.

Ruan Huai made a little effort and withdrew his hand, but coldly caught a glimpse of a lot of blood in his palm.

Ruan Huai was startled, his face was pale, thinking that Gu Yutang had taken advantage of him to sleep and stole her blood, but he withdrew his hand and touched it, except for the skin on his wrist that was pinched red, there was no wound on his hand.

Other words...... It's not herself who bleeds.

Ruan Huai looked at Gu Yutang in a daze as he grabbed the hand he didn't let go.