On the sixth day of returning to the palace, he went straight to the imperial study and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"What did she ask you"? Nangong Yi saw her unusual awkwardness during the day.

"The Imperial Garden and the Merman" Tianliu did not hide it.

Today's merman incident has scorched his forehead, this juncture, she took the initiative to ask what must have been found, and she also asked the imperial garden, where should I have gone in the morning, I found the entire palace but didn't go there, did I find it there? Thinking about it, he put down the fold and went directly to the imperial garden, the garden at night was even colder in the moonlight, but it was not as cold as the cold he emitted, with the sporadic moonlight, a narrow corner, flashing a faint silver, Nangong Yi just glanced at it, chuckled, and left.

And from that moment on, all the guards received the same order, that is, to protect her very well, because he knew that she would act alone.

In the past few days, Murong Xi has entered the palace and stayed in the cultural relics garden, the table is full of messy and numerous scrolls, every volume, every line and every word she does not drop a word, because those are all records about the merman, although she has seen some of them before, Nangong Yi has also accompanied her these days, seeing her like this, she is strange on the surface, but she is actually worried about her in her heart, but in order not to let her see that she has already found out, her tone is a little picky: "Xi'er has been fond of watching this merman recently."

Murong Xi had words in his eyes, and he responded to him: "This merman is extremely beautiful, and the man is even more beautiful, with the long scale tail, I think it would be good if it was painted as a spring palace."

Hearing her say that the merman man was good-looking, Nangong Yi was a little jealous: "Then let's cut it."

"The emperor can be serious"? Murong Xi looked at him and looked away.

Nangong Yi pouted slightly: "Just talk."

At this, Murong Xi let go of the nervous eyes just now, and continued to look at the scroll in his hand, Nangong Yi also moved all the folds to the Cultural Relics Garden for her, as soon as there was something more unusual, he took the initiative to talk to her and ask her opinion, in fact, all her thoughts were the same as herself, but she didn't know, so whenever he finished chatting with her, he dropped red ink on the folds, and the calm and harmonious days gradually passed.

Until one day, he still entered the palace in male clothes, dressed as Murong Chen, and on the way to the Cultural Relics Garden next to him, he saw Xiao Jiali in a gorgeous silk dress from a distance, and her face was ruddy like an ordinary woman who had just given birth, and she took the initiative to salute: "Your Majesty."

Nangong Yi just hummed lightly, and casually saw the folds of the clothes on her chest, faint silver scales, and raised a smile, the scene of the Living Spring Palace that was staged that day, Murong Xi already felt frivolous to her, seeing that she could still pretend to be nothing, and she felt disgusting when she smiled so brightly, and she had always been a person who showed everything on her face, so naturally her face was black, Nangong Yi already knew seven or eight in her heart, and directly ordered Xiao Jiali to retreat, this was just the time to meet less than a sip of tea, Xiao Jiali couldn't hold her face a little, or saluted, Retreated.

Back in the Crescent Moon Palace, a bewitching-looking man was showing his wheat-colored chest, with clear muscle lines presumptuous but unassuming, slumped in front of the jade table, just gently moving the corners of his mouth, all of them were a beautiful painting: "What? Got a cold seat by your beloved"?

Xiao Jiali walked towards him, the coat slipped off one by one, and when it entered his arms, there was already the close-fitting undershirt left, a large piece of spring appeared, and the man gently slid his fingers on her waist: "I want it during the day"?

"Hmm," Xiao Jiali raised that charming smile.

The man smiled, directly tore open her shield with one hand, hugged her and sat on him, without any warning, directly through, at that moment, although it hurt, it didn't take long for Xiao Jiali to gasp and moan, until the end, the man dragged his chin, bit her lip, and spoke again: "These days, with me, this face is really moisturized, I want to eat it when I look at it."

At that time, Xiao Jiali, who was dragging her weak body and lying on the bed, every day was like a year, since then, he never came to see him again, one night, she dreamed that she was having fun with a very beautiful man, the body that had not been touched for a long time, it felt very real, until she woke up and found out that it was true, the man in the dream was lying beside her, looking at her evilly, obviously tired all night, but she felt that her body was much lighter, and the man said: "I feel the change"?

The voice was so gentle, naked, she stood in front of the bronze mirror, as if she had returned to herself when she had not married into the harem, and the feeling of last night seemed to stay in her body, she longed, but she didn't know that every time it ended, his strength would increase by one point, and even the scales were brighter.

In the cultural relics garden, Murong Xi was still looking at the scroll, he criticized the folds, and a line of thin words entered her eyes, generations of mermaid monarchs have the ability to absorb the essence of the opposite sex, and the method is, combine.

At this time, she had another idea, and in a fit of rage, she threw the scroll directly into the fire in the warm house next to her, and gradually, the shadow was gone.