The concubine raised her eyes and glanced at the peony flowers on Murong Jin's bun, and then her eyes fell on Murong Jin, "Remember, this flower was rewarded by this concubine, and you can't pick it off until the day it withers." ”

"The slave and maid understand."

"Go ahead."

Murong Jin turned to leave, but the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of self-deprecation at this time.

Let her please Sima Mo, I am afraid that the wishful thinking of the concubine Niangniang is wrong, there are many concubines in the harem, how can Sima Mo need her to please her?

Looking at Murong Jin's figure walking farther and farther, the concubine's eyes slowly became deeper.

"The concubine is a noble body, why bother picking peony flowers for a slave maid, such a tedious thing in the future, the concubine only needs to call the old slave." The person who spoke was Mama Li next to the concubine.

Hearing this, the concubine shook her head, "No, this girl is extraordinary, I'm afraid she will be an important person to save my Dajin." ”

"This ......" Mama Li was obviously a little shocked.

"If Concubine Ben didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid that Your Majesty has already moved her heart." Speaking of this, the concubine seemed to sigh, "It seems that my heir to the Golden Emperor is finally hopeful." ”

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Throne room.

The courtiers obviously felt the cold aura emanating from the emperor's body, so they even became cautious in their breathing, for fear that if they were not careful, they would arouse the emperor's dissatisfaction.

"What else do the ministers do?"

The ministers were silent.

"Retreat." After the words fell, Sima Mo got up and left the dragon chair.

Hearing this, all the courtiers knelt down and bowed to the ground, and at the same time, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Sima Mo stepped out of the Jinluan Palace and soon returned to the imperial study.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold, he raised his eyes and saw that Murong Jin was already waiting in front of the imperial case.

Thinking of last night's scene, Sima Mo felt upset and irritable for no reason.

As if sensing the figure at the door, Murong Jin raised his eyes and looked at it, then he was stunned, and then he bit his lip and blessed himself slightly.

At the same time, Sima Mo was also stunned, just because he noticed that there was an extra peony flower on Murong Jin's bun than usual.

The peony flower was gorgeously colored, and the hairpin on Murong Jin's hair bun was like a little red among thousands of flowers, so that Sima Mo couldn't take his eyes off it for a while. In particular, the peony flowers glowed with a moist light, making Murong Jin's already fair and smooth skin more rosy and shiny.

Murong Jin raised his eyes and saw that Sima Mo had not moved for a long time, so his eyes flashed slightly, and he remembered the peony flower on his bun.

For some reason, even though it was under the cover of the twelve white jade beads, she seemed to be able to sense that Sima Mo's fiery gaze was on her.

"Your Majesty?" Gonggong Jiang, who always stood behind Sima Mo, reminded softly.

Hearing this, Sima Mo came back to his senses, only to notice that Murong Jin had always stood there respectfully, so he pursed his thin lips.

Walking over, he raised his hand and waved away Gonggong Jiang and the other eunuchs, and then his black eyes fell on Murong Jin's body, and he said in an extremely cold voice, "Come here and change my clothes." ”

Murong Jin did as he said, and then stepped forward to change the crown and crown clothes for Sima Mo.

Because of Murong Jin's approach, Sima Mo's breathing immediately tightened, and then his palms tightened slightly.

Damn it! Her unique fragrance began to linger in his nose again, giving him the urge to overthrow her on the throne and then bully her.

Murong Jin raised his hand and wanted to change the crown for Sima Mo, but before that, he had to pull out the hosta that held the crown in place, but because Murong Jin was relatively petite, he could only stand on tiptoe if he wanted to reach the hosta.

However, when she stood on tiptoe and reached out to pull out the hosta, the hosta couldn't pull it out, she gritted her teeth, couldn't hurt Sima Mo, and wanted to pull out the hosta, so she could only gently turn it with appropriate force.

She kept her eyes on the hosta, her movements were careful and serious, but she didn't notice that her body was already slowly approaching Sima Mo unconsciously.

Sensing the slow approach of her body, Sima Mo couldn't help but feel a heat source surging in his lower abdomen, and then his gaze slowly moved down Murong Jin's white neck......

A wave of heat began to mess around his body, and Sima Mo's palms clenched. Damn it! Why did he hold himself back so much?

Murong Jin always looked serious, and he didn't notice the desire in Sima Mo's eyes at the moment.

Click

Finally, the hosta was gently turned.

Murong Jin breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and prepared to put the hosta into the tray, but his feet may have been standing on his tiptoes for too long, only to see Murong Jin's footsteps unsteady, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Sima Mo's eyes flashed slightly, and then he quickly reached out and grabbed Murong Jin's waist, and then pulled it into his arms. In fact, the last action, Sima Mo was almost a subconscious behavior.

When Murong Jin realized that he was about to fall, he was almost subconscious, and hurriedly grabbed Sima Mo's robe to stabilize himself.

Both of them moved too fast, so that when they came back to their senses, they realized how intimate the two of them were at the moment.

Sima Mo's throat suddenly tightened, just because Murong Jin's soft body was close to his chest.

However, Murong Jin's eyes flashed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his hand to push Sima Mo away, and at the same time, he was secretly annoyed in his heart, why did he reach out and grab Sima Mo's robe when he fell?

The body was suddenly pushed away, and all the desires in Sima Mo's eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a haze.

"Why don't you come over to change my clothes?" Sima Mo gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Murong Jin bit her lip and stepped forward again.

raised his hand to remove the crown and crown clothes for Ma Mo, but during the whole process, Murong Jin skillfully avoided getting close to Sima Mo.

It wasn't until he changed into Sima Mo's regular clothes that Murong Jin retreated.

Watching Murong Jin retreat away, Sima Mo's thin lips pursed.

In the following time, Sima Mo reviewed the folds, while Murong Jin waited aside.

His eyes fell on the fold in his hand, Sima Mo inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Jin on the side, and when he noticed that Murong Jin was always deferential and detached, his face was gloomy for no reason.

Syllable.

Closing the fold in his hand, Sima Mo's cold voice said, "I'm thirsty!" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin blessed himself, "The slave maid will go and cook tea for His Majesty." With that, she turned to leave.

"Come back!"

"What else does Your Majesty command?"

"I said I was going to have tea?"

Murong Jin pursed her lips, "Forgive the slave and the maid for being stupid, I don't know what Your Majesty wants to drink?" ”

"I don't even know what I want to drink, that's how you become my maid?"

Hearing this, Murong Jin raised his eyes and said in an indifferent and detached tone, "The slave maid is not the roundworm in His Majesty's stomach, if Your Majesty doesn't say it clearly, how can the slave and maid know what Your Majesty wants to drink?" ”