Wan Qiu's brows unconsciously twisted when he opened Nan Xuebai's placket, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was shocking, his eyes fell on Nan Xuebai's face, he hated dirt and hated blood, and now his placket was full of bloodstains, so he simply took off his shirt and only wore his middle coat, looking at Nan Xuebai's sleepy face with a wrinkled nose.

This woman is really troublesome!

The late night in the palace seems to be covered with a layer of fog, solemn, beautiful and sacred and inviolable, when Xiahou Xiu woke up about three watches, he withdrew everyone in the room, covered his wounds and turned over to get out of bed, and flipped the jade pillow back and forth only to hear a click.

The dragon bed suddenly rose, a dark passage appeared in front of him, Xiahou Xiu's face was pale and walked in, and after a while, the dragon bed descended, and everything returned to calm. Holding the torch all the way to the end of the tunnel, the bright light made him squint.

It was a huge burial chamber, with a mighty dragon engraved on the stone wall, a pearl for illumination in its mouth, and ten dragons in the stone room. In the center were two coffins, and at the end of the coffins stood a cloaked man, his whole body shrouded in a huge cloak.

Xiahou Xiu's forehead had already oozed fine beads of sweat due to his injury, and he knelt respectfully in front of the person's back, "Xiahou Xiu see the lord." ”

The Venerable Lord turned around and raised his hand lightly, Xiahou Xiu's body was covered by a layer of white mist, and after a painful sigh, his body was spread on the ground, and the wounds on his body were amazing, and he saluted respectfully. "Thank you, Lord."

"Do you really want to get Nan Xuebai?"

Xiahou Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile spread on his lips, "Lord, Xiahou Xiu's body is broken, and he doesn't deserve anyone." Not to mention Nan Xuebai. ”

"Even if she's the prophesied Hefeng? You must know that the person who gets the phoenix must be the dragon among men, and if you can get her, you can be the Ninety-Five Supreme forever. The lord's voice was hoarse, and everything he said was for Xiahou Xiu's consideration.

He still smiled bitterly and lowered his body to the dust, "A year later, if she is willing to stay by my side, I will give up everything and really live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes with her, if she doesn't want to," he said after a pause, "If I don't want to, I won't force it." Nan Xuebai is too true, and this palace may really not be suitable for her. ”

The Venerable Lord sighed, "As long as you get the phoenix blood, you will be truly invulnerable to all poisons and live to the end of your life." You don't have to suffer the pain of bone erosion every month. ”

"Lord, is Nan Xuebai really with the phoenix?"

"Isn't it? You don't want to hurt her. ”

Xiahou Xiu smiled bitterly, not that he didn't want to, but he just felt that if Nan Xuebai died, then who else would regard him as Xiahou Xiu, not the emperor?

When Nan Xuebai woke up, he saw the familiar blue bed curtain, his breathing in his ears was shallow, but he was stunned when he looked sideways, and there was a mixture and a trace of confusion between his eyebrows and eyes.

She is suffocated, she is an orphan, and she has never felt loved since she was a child. Wan Qi didn't give her love, but he was already the warmest person for her, at least he came to the rescue at a critical moment.

Under the dim candlelight, Wan Qi's lower eyelids were dyed with a faint blue-brown, which was all due to Nan Xuebai. After all, he drugged her for most of the night.

"Awake?" dyed with a thick nasal voice, Nan Xuebai couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, her eyes were shining.

"Hmm."

"That's right, when you wake up, go drink the medicine by yourself." turned over and threw Nan Xuebai a back, and fell asleep again with the quilt. Only then did she realize that there was an extra stove in the room, and she was warming the medicine stove.

The sharp-eyed Nan Xuebai saw that Wan Qi's white underwear was stained, thinking that it should be his own bloodstains, and after seeing the clean clothes on his body, he was silent for a moment and finally got out of bed carefully.

Early in the morning, Wan Qian opened his eyes and saw Nan Xuebai's motherly smiling eyes looking at him, his big confused eyes blinked lightly, and then he snorted, turned around again and continued to sleep.

"Wan Qi, thank you."

"Hmm."

What else was he trying to say, there was a knock on the door, and the little eunuch said that the emperor had come and was waiting for Nan Xuebai under the tree.

It's snowing, and for some reason, Xiahou Xiu feels that this year's snow has been falling for a long time and is endless.

Nan Xuebai saw Mo Lan's figure standing under the big tree from a distance, and suddenly felt that he didn't know what kind of mentality to face Xiahou Xiu. "Slaves and maids see the emperor, long live my emperor." Be respectful and courteous.

Xiahou Xiu bent his eyebrows when he saw her, and raised his hand to pick up the hair on her cheeks, "It's good that Xue'er is okay." ”

Nan Xuebai sighed and finally didn't want to act, "Your Majesty is so good to the slave maid, if you say that you have no plan, the slave and maid really don't believe it." ”

He smiled more gently, his eyebrows were mixed with emotions that she couldn't understand, he raised his hand to take her into his arms, smelling the smell of her body, and finally couldn't help but vent his vulnerability, "Xue'er, don't treat me as an emperor, okay?" Even if you can't be your sweetheart, please consider me your friend. ”

"It's too cold in this palace, only your body is hot."

Nan Xuebai felt that the emperor's cruel and vicious character had collapsed, but the more he was like this, the more uneasy she became. Struggling slightly to leave his embrace, Nan Xuebai finally stopped pretending to be as he wished, but her eyes were dyed with a smile, "So, as a friend, the slave maid has something to ask, Your Majesty, can you still count the one-year appointment?" ”

Xiahou Xiu was stunned and nodded thoughtfully, "Naturally." ”

"Then this year, can you ask the emperor to give slaves and maids rights."

Xiahou Xiu is so smart, he naturally understands Nan Xuebai's intentions, his eyes are complicated but full of worries, "Xue'er, whether it is Xia Guifei or Xiahou Zhan, or the Queen Mother, it is not simple, even Wan Qi is not as simple as you see." ”

Nan Xuebai smiled, and her eyes were gently bright, "How many of the living and dead in this palace are simple?" The slave and maid don't ask for much, they just want to live this life in peace and joy, but such a small wish has become a luxury. ”

"Since they don't want the slaves and maids to live well, the slaves and maids naturally can't let them live an easy life."

Nan Xuebai has never been a person who cowers, but she doesn't want to stay in the palace, the best way is to be an inconspicuous palace maid, so she doesn't want to be in the limelight everywhere, but when all kinds of forbearance becomes the reason for being bullied, why should she put up with it?

"When I was in prison, the slave thought that she would die and just do it, but then she felt that she couldn't die, she couldn't die. Didn't make those damned people pay, didn't let those damn people crouch at their feet, how can they not die! ”

"Please fulfill the wishes of the slaves."

A woman who can confess her hatred like this, a certain root in Xiahou Xiu's heart was trembled, as if she saw herself many years ago, but she felt that Nan Xuebai was different from herself.

Wan Qian watched from afar, remembering the so-called prophecy, and smiled disdainfully, he didn't know whether the prophecy was true or false, only that everything was going extremely smoothly.

Xiahou Xiu sighed helplessly, and then smiled bitterly, "Hatred is not a good thing. ”

But there are always people who are lost in hatred, and so is himself.