Beigong Yu looked at the crowd outside the window, retracted his gaze without changing his face and sat down next to Xia Xiaoxiao next to the bed, Xia Xiaoxiao immediately stood aside as if he was afraid of soiling his bed, bowed his head respectfully, and clasped his little hands in front of him, revealing the anxiety in his heart.

It's good now, everyone is gone, but next, Beigong Yu won't really kill people, right?

Assassinating the emperor is a big crime of killing the head! But if you kill her, Beigong Yu shouldn't be easy to explain, right? So what if Beigong Yu doesn't kill her and makes her dumb and unable to speak?

"It's kind of pretending."

Beigong Yu took out the black clothes he had hidden earlier from the brocade quilt and put it in his hand to look at it.

Xia Xiaoxiao reacted that he was referring to his performance just now, and he was immediately embarrassed, he pretended to be much calmer than her!

He moved towards the door, peeked at Beigong Yu and saw that he didn't seem to have any expression on his face, and plucked up the courage to say tentatively: "Your Highness, Your Highness...... If it's okay, the concubine ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw the cold light sweeping from the corner of Beigong Yu's eyes, and suddenly hurriedly changed his words, "The concubine doesn't know anything!" Your Highness can rest assured! ”

After speaking, he lowered his head again.

Beigong Yu glanced at her, threw the night clothes under the quilt to the ground at will, turned over and lay on the bed, closed his eyes tiredly, and the topic changed, it was still a topic that Xia Xiaoxiao was very reluctant to mention:

"Tell me, how did you come to the Juhan Hall from the Qiushui Pavilion so late?"

Of course it's coming!

In fact, Xia Xiaoxiao wanted to say this, but did she dare? She didn't dare! Returning to the palace without his consent, and even bumping into his crime halfway, what did she say? said that he actually scolded him from top to bottom and inside to outside when he came?

"Minister...... The concubine knew that she was wrong......"

Xia Xiaoxiao wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to kneel down to apologize, but at this time, the pain between her legs was like an iron plate, and she couldn't kneel, she knew that she should have knelt honestly in Qiushui Pavilion, where could she still do this!

She mourned for herself in her heart for a while, the expected rebuke did not come, and when she looked up, Beigong Yu was lying quietly on the dark red carved bed of red rosewood at this time, with her eyes closed, her strong chest rising and falling slightly, and the sound of even breathing faintly came.

"Your Highness?" Xia Xiaoxiao called a few more times, but the person on the bed still didn't move.

She hesitated for a while, tiptoed to the bed, squatted down and supported her chin to look at the peerless face in front of her, the contoured face, the sword eyebrows flew sharply into the sideburns, a small river was slightly twisted between the eyebrows, the peach blossom eyes that were often seductive were closed at this time, the curly eyelashes cast two arc-shaped shadows on the snow-like cheeks, the bridge of the nose was high, the thin lips were tight, revealing a faint evil coldness.

It looks like he's asleep.

This is the first time Xia Xiaoxiao has looked at him so closely, it is really a face that makes women envious and jealous, just like the rumors.

Thinking of Beigong Yu's actions before, his small hand reached to his neck and gently stroked the place where Beigong Yu had kissed before, which was also the place where the sword had crossed.

The small stab there was slightly numb with blood coagulate, and his warm breath remained on it.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at his thick tired sleeping face, he was just trying to trick the people who came to search.

Thinking of this, the light in Xia Xiaoxiao's eyes dimmed, she thought that if she could, she would use a knife to disfigure Beigong Yu, if Beigong Yu didn't have that demonic face, she would definitely not like him anymore.

Xia Xiaoxiao got up and walked to the table, blew out the light with a light breath, and the room instantly darkened, and the slight footsteps faded away, followed by the sound of the door closing, and then the night was silent.

Xia Xiaoxiao walked out of the Han Hall and returned to the Dusk Pavilion alone. Outside the Han Palace, two figures appeared, looking at Xia Xiaoxiao's distant back, one of them opened his mouth and called softly, "Niangniang......"

The woman in pink lowered her eyes and said softly, "Go back." ”