When he walked to the ** palace, Anyang saw basins of blood and water being held out. Outside the palace were two sackclothed corpses, on a fire board.

Even though he knew that Shi Yiguang was not damaged in this assassination at all, Anyang still couldn't help but be angry when he saw this.

With a calm face that could drip water, he walked into the ** palace.

Shi Yiguang stood in the middle of the hall, looking down at the dark color on the floor that couldn't be wiped clean, frowning and thinking about something. Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head to look at An Yang, who strode in.

"Why did Anyang come?"

As soon as the words fell, An Yang stretched out his long arms and hugged her.

"Scared?" He asked, his voice scowling.

"It's okay." Shi Yiguang felt that Anyang was holding a little tightly, and tried hard to break away a little: "It's just that what should I do with this floor, draw a big red flower on it?" ”

She didn't like the smell of blood where she lived.

An Yang didn't listen to Shi Yiguang's words, let go of his hand and looked at her seriously, confirming that she was not injured at all when she told the palace people, and then he was relieved.

"Then move to my palace." Anyang Road.

"Move to your palace?" Shi Yiguang raised his head and looked at Anyang: "Then where do you live?" ”

"I live in the outer hall." Anyang Road. As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and touch Shi Yiguang's cheek.

"Then I'll think about it." Shi Yiguang lowered his head and looked at the blood stains on the ground again.

Moving in with Anyang?

After coming to Wu Palace, Anyang never slept in her palace except for coming to see her every day. Nor has it been transgressed. Except for the occasional hug or touching the face. And then there was nothing.

I really never touched her in the slightest.

can be regarded as respecting her to the extreme.

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang in her arms, she stared at the darkness on the floor, her eyes contemplative. He didn't interrupt her, just watched quietly. He loved to look at her quietly like that.

"Okay." Shi Yiguang nodded and looked up at Anyang: "Then I'll move over today." ”

Anyang didn't expect Shi Yiguang to make a decision so quickly, a little surprised, and a little surprised. Nodding his head, he said, "Okay, then I'll tell someone to pick it up." ”

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At night, the entire Wu Palace was quiet. The moon on the autumn night is bright and slightly yellow, like a golden cinnamon blooming in mid-autumn. The moonlight was hazy and beautiful, and the sound of crickets in the yard was endless.

The autumnal equinox rustles through the trees.

Anyang's palace is larger than hers, and in the huge palace, slaves come in and out. But they all bowed their heads and said nothing, as if they were the only ones in the whole palace.

Shi Yiguang stood next to the bath on the east side of the palace, and hot water had already been placed in it, and the hot water was thick and mist. She stared at the bath, her eyes seriously contemplating something.

Anyang squatted on the edge of the bath, stretched out his white and slender fingers to swing in the water, and personally tested the water temperature. When the water temperature is right, he withdrew his hand, took the Jinpa handed by the slave next to him, wiped his hands, and said, "It's okay, Guang'er." ”

Shi Yiguang nodded, stretched out his hand and began to undress. As soon as it was untied, the outside of the tulle slipped.

An Yang's body stiffened, and he still maintained the posture of wiping his hands. looked at Shi Yiguang fixedly, petrified to the ground.

Shi Yiguang didn't seem to feel Anyang's stiff body, and stretched out his hand to continue to borrow his underwear.

It was a hot autumn day, and I only wore underwear and a veil.

An Yang shook his mind, and the woman next to the bath had already untied the belt of her chest. He turned sharply and took the handkerchief in his hand and turned it out of the screen.

"Anyang, where are you going?" Shi Yiguang's voice was puzzled.

"I'm in the outer hall." An Yang stopped and said, "You can call me if you have something." ”

"Oh...... It was in the outer hall. Shi Yiguang untied the belt of his placket: "I thought you were going to wash it with me." ”

An Yang stood still and didn't move, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang, his eyes were a little red: "Do you want to wash with me?" "Full of expectations.

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang's slightly reddened eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Shaking his head: "I think, forget it." ”

Disappointment flashed in An Yang's eyes. But the red eyes were still red, and he sighed, turned and walked around the screen.

Shi Yiguang looked at the back of the leaving, the green silk spread out on her back into the inky waterfall swayed, and she couldn't help but take a step forward. He opened his mouth to stop.

But after all, I don't have that much courage.

Still is...... Take your time. Shi Yiguang watched the slender back bypass the screen and disappeared. If you take a bath directly, you still have a little bit of yourself, so I'm embarrassed.

Shi Yi's cheeks flushed a little just thinking about it.

An Yang sat on the couch in the outer hall and looked at the moonlight outside the window. He felt that he was a little hot, and the palace maid next to him held on to the brocade fan and fanned it gently. No matter how much you fann it, you can't fan the heat of his body.

An Yang simply got up, snatched the fan from the palace maid's hand, and fanned it himself. The palace maid stared at Anyang with round eyes: "The king ......"

"Stand down, all of you." Anyang Road.

"Whoa." Everyone in the palace responded.

"Do you want the concubine to leave the temple door open?" The palace maid stood up, looked at An Yang as if it was hot, and couldn't help asking.

An Yang shook his head: "No." By the way, the windows were also closed. He stretched out his hand and tugged at his chest, revealing his muscular chest under his already spacious chest.

The palace maid suddenly blushed and her ears were hot, and she quickly lowered her head and retreated with the palace people.

The hall was quieter. Even the sound of water behind the screen can be heard clearly. An Yang had never felt that his ears were so sensitive.

It seems to be getting hotter.

He changed his posture and fanned harder.

After a long time, the sound of water gradually stopped behind the screen. An Yang heard the voice coming from behind the screen.

"Huh, what about people?"

"Where are the clothes?"

An Yang sat on the bed and stopped the fan in his hand. How do you forget she's still taking a shower? Kicked them all out. Who will serve her to dress now!

An Yang got up and put on his clogs, and he still went out to call the two palace maids in.

As soon as he took a step, Anyang heard a loud call from inside the screen.

"Anyang!"

He stopped, straightened up, and pinched the fan in his hand.

"What's wrong?" He spoke softly.

"Come here."

The familiar sound in the screen was like a light feather, and he trembled slightly with admiration.

"Well, do you want me to come over?" He clenched the brocade fan in his hand and asked again.

"Didn't you say I could call you for something?" The woman inside seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, and her tone was a little dissatisfied.

An Yang no longer hesitated, pinched the fan and strode into the screen.

Shi Yiguang stood in front of the hanger, holding the clothes he had just worn in front of his body, looking at An Yang who walked in, and habitually moved his feet back.

Then he coughed, with a flushed old face, and said to Anyang: "Come here, carry me to bed." ”

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang and nodded, his voice was still gentle like a warm autumn breeze: "Okay." He put down the brocade fan in his hand and approached. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned