Behind the screen, Mu Baili sat up and smiled outside, "The Zhao family gave this seat such a big gift, how could this seat treat her poorly." Find a good time and let him come for a trip. ”

"Yes!" Outside, Shen Yan and Lu Guoan saluted respectfully.

In the blink of an eye, there was no purple figure behind the screen.

At this time, it is indeed time to go back to the palace to serve.

Although Mu Baili is now in an important position, the emperor is sick, and he still has to come in person to serve him. Outsiders all said, and the minister Mu Baili was confused in front of the king with his soft words. Since everyone in the world says so, wouldn't it's a great disappointment for him, a minister, not to flatter him in front of the king at this time?

The emperor has moved from the Qinghe Palace to the Yongshou Palace, and this time the palace change scared him enough, and he hid directly in the West Garden and refused to come out. Although he still couldn't speak, he finally regained his consciousness a little and was able to eat something. It's just that the emperor is still in a daze, sleeping and waking up.

The royal doctor said that this situation would have to be maintained for some time.

When Mu Baili came in, he deliberately slowed down. Standing in front of the dragon couch, Mu Baili saluted respectfully, calling softly and shallowly, "Slaves see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." ”

No matter how arrogant he was in front of outsiders, in front of the emperor, he always called himself a servant, and his cautious attitude was no different from when he first entered the palace.

Recognizing Mu Baili's voice, the emperor half-opened his eyes, and his eyes rolled slightly.

Mu Baili was well versed in the holy will, and bowed close to the bed, "The emperor can rest assured that Dongchang and Jinyiwei have arrested all the criminals in the city, and none of them have escaped the net." The emperor is recuperating in peace, and there are cabinet ministers in the court, and Lord Zhao of the Ministry of Etiquette! ”

The emperor did not say a word, and closed his eyes again.

Mu Baili waited for a long time, and when he heard that the emperor was breathing evenly, and was sure that he had slept peacefully again, he respectfully withdrew from the dormitory. Regardless of whether there is anyone around or not, Mu Baili has always maintained the same state of respect and respect for the emperor.

Outside, the maidservants beside Queen Li were waiting outside.

Mu Baili silently entered the side hall, and the Empress Li was indeed waiting there.

The queen who still has the charm is half leaning on the chaise longue, with a pair of affectionate eyes, looking at Mu Baili in front of her like a vein of water. The candlelight is thick, and the room is shallow and warm. She beckoned to him, her voice low and low, "Come here." ”

Mu Baili in front of him, with long eyebrows and sideburns, and his skin is as white as jade. A pair of phoenix eyes look at each other, and in the secluded pupils, there are occasional spring rays, condensing infinite tenderness; Occasionally, if the mist is thick, it seems like an abyss. The thin lips were slightly raised, but they seemed to be smiling rather than smiling.

No wonder outsiders are all confusing the Lord, this time the appearance is not a woman, but it is better than a woman, if it is said that it is a national color, it is not an exaggeration.

Mu Baili stepped forward slowly, took the queen's hand, and sat beside the chaise longitine. Knowingly rubbed the queen's shoulder, still looking like a smile, "The emperor is sick these days, and the queen's mother is really hard to manage the internal affairs of the harem." As the head of the celebrant supervisor, the slave failed to share the worries and labor of the queen, and he really deserved to die. ”

The queen raised her leg and placed it on his lap, and her eyes were full of affection, which were even more scorching.

Speaking of which, the women in this palace are also pitiful, there is only one emperor, even if you are the queen mother of the world, after all, it is only empty and lonely for many years. Women are like flowers, but now they can only be trapped in the palace and wither. After all, he was unwilling, so he tried his best. Although the eunuch is not a normal man, he can still meet the needs of harem women in some aspects.

The knobly jointed hand is gently rubbed and twisted slowly. provoked the queen's face to be like a peach and plum, her breath was slightly panting, and a slight sweat was oozing from her forehead.

"If you die, who should this palace find to comfort your bones?" The queen arched her body, and her hand dyed with Kodan was gently placed on the back of his hand, "Come up!" ”

Mu Baili spoke softly, still with a tepid expression, "Niangniang, the slave is the one who has been stabbed, why do you have to pour salt on the slave's wound?" It is the duty of a slave to serve his mother. It's just that now the emperor is still sick, and he can't live in peace, and the slave's heart is up and down, but he is very panicked! ”

The queen's face froze, knowing that some things should be stopped in moderation.

Now that the emperor is sick, Mu Baili is in charge of the celebrant and the East Factory, and it is not good for her to anger him. If you flirt too much, it will make a big deal happen.

That being said, it's just that the hand doesn't stop. The queen suddenly sighed, and her cheeks instantly flew a peach. The lip flap bites slightly, and the timbre is blurred.

A pair of gentle eyes faintly swept over the queen who was soft into a puddle of water in front of her, and Mu Baili's thin lips were slightly raised. Between the low eyebrows, the phoenix's eyes were dyed with a little imperceptible clear color. When I looked up, it was gone, but my eyes were still moving.