In the long night, everything in heaven and earth has fallen into a deep sleep.

In the emperor's dormitory, illuminated by the dragon-patterned golden lamp, a long and fierce breath echoed.

The atmosphere is beautiful and the temperature is rising.

On the large and luxurious dragon bed in the inner hall of the dormitory, the palace veil curtain embroidered with dragon patterns rises without wind, rippling layers of ripples, as if to indicate that something unspeakable is going on on the dragon bed.

The fierce and long cloud and rain ended, and the man's lazy voice sounded: "Ji'er, be my queen." ”

After hearing no response for a long time, he turned his head to look.

The person on the bed was silent for a long time, as if he was calming down the violent heartbeat and physical discomfort, and only after a long time did he slowly lift his sour body, scoop up his clothes and put them on one by one, turned over and got off the dragon bed, and knelt on the ground steadily, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and he had a respectful and indifferent attitude: "The emperor is the clouds in the sky, the ministers are the mud on the ground, and the dust and mud cannot reach the nine heavens." ”

When the words fell, the man who was lazily lying on the bed looked stiff, a pair of cold eyes stared directly at the woman who turned her face and refused to admit it when she was full under the bed, and her handsome and beautiful face as noble as a heavenly man appeared annoyed, and her thin lips spit out three cold words: "Get out." ”

The woman was not in pain, and said with low eyebrows: "The minister is retired." ”

The slender figure stood up and quickly walked out of the inner sanctum without the slightest hesitation.

With a burst of bright yellow curtains swaying like flowing water, the slender and slender figure quickly disappeared from sight, and the posture of resolutely not dragging mud and water seemed to be ridiculing his dignified ninety-five dignity once again kicked the iron plate, and the bad mood that could not be avoided when he was full of food.

Clenched his hands, the man got up in anger, crackled and smashed many expensive things in the dormitory, alarming the attendants and palace maids outside the hall to tremble, hanging their heads uneasily, eager to shrink themselves into the ground.

And the culprit of all this was unheard, and his slender back was as straight as a green pine, with arrogance, indifference and alienation, and an indescribable calmness, as if he were in his own backyard, and walked out of the dormitory.

"Someone!" A gloomy and angry voice sounded in the hall, like a lion who was angry and out of control, "Xuanrong Chu Xiu and Duanmu Feng enter the palace!" ”

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