Chapter 13 The Death Demon is so anxious

Since it is the main courtyard, it is naturally larger than the general courtyard. However, there was a loneliness in the courtyard, apparently because there were too few servants. This Shi Zhongyu knows that except for a few rough sprinkling and sweeping women, the four beautiful maids live in this courtyard. It is said that they are also big girls, and there are no little girls waiting around, so they do everything by themselves. Fortunately, Murong Ke never liked to be surrounded by too many people, and the four of them such as Qingyan were not weekdays.

So she, is she going in, or not entering?

Just as he was hesitating, there was the sound of footsteps behind him.

Shi Zhongyu's heart jumped, because she didn't have to look back, she was also familiar with who the footsteps came from. She forcibly resisted the urge to turn around, deliberately looked around, and asked in her mouth, "Is there anyone?" Is Sister Light Smoke there? ”

Strangely, Murong Ke stopped a few steps behind her and didn't answer. The two stood there strangely, the atmosphere was depressing and heavy, but it was a little itchy, and in the end, Shi Zhongyu couldn't hold back, suddenly turned around, and then called out quite fakely, "The slave has seen the king." "I can't help it, I still have to kneel. However, her movements were relatively slow, and her posture was full of pose, expecting Murong Ke to say something polite. Unexpectedly, Murong Keli ignored it, and she still had to touch the ground with her knees after all.

This damn man!

"Don't you know that the main courtyard is not allowed to be approached without communication?" Murong Ke stepped forward slowly and asked.

"The slave doesn't know." Shi Zhongyu was sincerely afraid, and she didn't know that because of the feeling she had for Murong Ke in her bones, no matter how awe she posed, Murong Ke couldn't realize the fear and respect, admiration and admiration that ordinary maids should have for him.

It was a little uncomfortable for him, but it was also strange and familiar. Even, he likes it a little.

"What are you going to do?" He asked again.

"Today, our old lady Qi said that the left and right sides are going to ride ponies, worried that the two of them are so young that they will not be able to bear it physically, so they specially sent me to send a few pieces of snacks to cushion their hunger. For children, it's better to eat less and eat more. ”

Murong Ke frowned slightly.

This female gentleman inadvertently refers to herself as "I" and is clearly not someone who is often in a low position. And although the words "eat less and eat more" are common, few people have said them. In his vague memory, there seemed to be a person who often came up with strange words.

Who is it? Who is it?

Thinking of this, he felt the sharp pain in his heart again, indescribable, like a bright needle of light, piercing straight into the darkness of his heart, there was a bright feeling, but it made him feel as if he was close to death. He is not a fragile person, and his will and body are much stronger than ordinary people, but at this time, he has to grit his teeth to prevent him from screaming in pain.

After that, he was puzzled, and it was as if the dark memories of the eternal night were covered with layers of fog. Actually, it's not scary to see nothing. What makes people worry is ...... Can't see clearly.

Who the hell is this gentleman? If it was someone who had never crossed paths and had never had a relationship with him, why did he react so strongly when he was a little closer to her? This woman is not beautiful, although her temperament is outstanding, although she tries her best to hide it, she still can't hide her own brilliance. But there are many beauties around him, so it's impossible to be addicted, not to mention that he is famous for not being close to women in recent years. But for some reason, he was attracted to this female gentleman who suddenly appeared, and then he was so painful that he wanted to die.

He's not an idiot, he's just five years tired of everything, and while alive, it's about the same as the walking dead. Nothing but war could bother him to think about it. And he himself is content with this status quo, he only feels that life is not much fun in the world, and life and death are just a passing scene for him. But now it seems that something is vaguely different, and once he pays attention to the things around him, many doubts welled up in his heart.

Why does he obviously dislike Concubine Zhao and Concubine Zongzheng, but he always believes what they say? What was that part of his lost memory? Why did the estranged people, such as King Ning Shan and Sun Fuheng, who had recently been transferred to the main courtyard, make him feel very comfortable and stable in his heart? Why does he feel like he's missing the most important thing in his life lately? The most important thing is that he feels that the female gentleman Mei Xiaofang is not an ordinary person, and it must be related to his past.

However, he told himself not to rush, lest he be shocked by the kind of thing called "truth" and make it impossible for him to catch it again. And after he lost his memory, there was no one available around him. Those so-called personal guards, the four beautiful maids, and the close servants in the house, he can't treat each other sincerely. Even for Zhao Bifan and Zong Zhengmi, they just believe their words inexplicably, and they don't have the kind of "trust" that is very precious and can be intersected with their lives.

If there is no one to trust, there is no one to help him verify a lot of facts, and he has to take his time. But for the first time in five years, he became interested in life, himself and the people around him, and he was eager to dig out something, which made him feel good, as if he had woken up from death, and it seemed that a dead tree planted in his heart began to grow new shoots again.

Once upon a time, he had exiled himself into chaos, not doubting, unwilling to doubt, and not interested in doubting. Now, it's very different.

"Do you think this king will be hungry to the left, left and right?" After suppressing the unbearable pain surging in his heart, he said coldly.

"Slaves don't dare." Shi Zhongyu felt that Murong Ke was looking for fault, and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly at the moment, "It's just a little bit of our old lady Qi's concern for her godgrandson." You know, the old man just loves to worry about it. Besides, the dim sum in our Caiyunju is very good, otherwise the king will also taste it? ”

"Don't you know that this king doesn't eat outside the main courtyard?" Murong Ke took two steps back, sat on the wooden railing of the corridor, and asked with interest. At this time, Shi Zhongyu lowered his eyebrows and looked as respectful as he wanted, and as honest as he wanted, but he noticed that this woman's back was very straight, and she might jump up and quarrel with him at any time.

"The slave and maid are new to the house, and they don't understand a lot of things, so please forgive the king." Shi Zhongyu wanted to jump up and strangle Murong Ke, who deliberately made her kneel still and deliberately make things difficult for her, but he still had to answer properly.

"How can I punish you?" Murong Ke groaned, as if he was thinking about something, but his gaze stopped on Shi Zhongyu's red lips.

It's been five years, but the first time I was kissed by a woman was in that situation. It's a stealing kiss, right? And without his consent. From this point of view, this female gentleman is too unreasonable and should be killed that night. He is the dignified king of sweeping the north, how can he be taken advantage of by "ordinary women"? But at this time, he suddenly wanted to ...... again

"Get up." He smiled slightly, "Come and kiss the king, and I will forgive you for your innocence." ”

Shi Zhongyu was startled, and he didn't care about etiquette, and raised his head suddenly. She also thought that she had misheard, because she missed the dead man in front of her so much, so she had auditory hallucinations. But when he saw that although there was no smile on his face, there was a trace of pure evil smile in his eyes, he knew that he was telling the truth. In the past, when he was with her, he always ordered her with a serious face.

Look at Murong Ke again, he was wearing a golden-red embroidered dragon pattern robe, a black jade belt tied around his waist, his hair was tied up, he was wearing a small crown of white jade carved dragons, two ink-colored streamers were tied to his chin, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and he inadvertently cast radio waves of up to 100,000 volts.

Meow drop demon, look at it like this, which woman can bear it?

Shi Zhongyu scolded in his heart, this dead guy has two more long feathers on his head, just go and play Lu Bu! As before, she really had never seen a man dressed so fancy, so flamboyant and exquisitely dressed, but not at all cheesy, not at all feminine, not at all pretentious, like a fire on this cool autumn day, but without temperature, so far away that people wanted to desperately catch it.

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