Worried that the twelve would be angry, I didn't even eat lunch, so I ran to the Jinyuan Palace, and I didn't think that I would be caught by two strong eunuchs as soon as I came out of the Qingjie Palace.

I was dragged in front of Jiang Guifei.

"You're not dead."

After about a dissipation, Jiang Guifei was much more haggard than before, and her voice was much weaker than before: "This palace can't move him, and I can't move you yet!"

I was confused, and wanted to ask what crime I had committed, but Chunlan had already pinched my face and poured a bottle of bitter medicine into my mouth. I thought it was poison, but there was no colic through the intestines and scraping the belly, and there was no black blood spitting out, but it was like falling into a hot pot, stuffy and hot and unable to breathe.

I curled up on the ground and heard Jiang Guifei say, "Bring people in."

Two guards with raw faces walked into the room.

I thought of something at once, struggled to climb under Jiang Guifei's feet, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Niangniang, the slave can be beaten to death if he commits a crime, don't humiliate the slave and maid like this."

"How can you humiliate him if you don't do that!"

Jiang Guifei kicked me in the shoulder, and the moment I fell to the ground, I was pushed and dragged to the back room by the guards. I clung to the door frame and refused to let go, and my despair was like a tidal wave, smashing my head and covering my face.

I don't even know what I've done wrong.

The guards were laughing, pinching my legs and groping.

I don't know if it's an illusion, I vaguely heard Concubine Qin's voice outside the house, she seemed to be scolding and crying.

Eventually, there was no sound.

Patched holes in the garment, torn.

My body was hot and greasy, my limbs couldn't move, and I closed my eyes in despair, feeling my head getting more and more cloudy. It's like falling into the abyss, sinking all the way.

"Shibatsuki!"

I heard Twelve's voice, and I was held up in the waist, and before I could open my eyes, I felt like something was piercing me.

Hurt!

The board didn't hurt so much on the body.

"Twelve......

I opened my eyes and saw Twelve's face.

He was propped up above me, his white jade face flushed and sweaty, and his jaw tensed as if he was trying to endure something. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and I felt a chill on my chest.

When I woke up, the darkness in his eyes was so thick that I couldn't dissolve.

I pushed him desperately, "Twelve, what are you doing, I'm not comfortable."

He lowered his head and bit my ear, a heavy gasp spurted into his ear socket, and his voice was incredibly hoarse: "Zhiyue, bear with me, it will be fine immediately."

I'll have to redefine the word, right away.

Before I fainted, I didn't wait for Twelve to speak immediately, I only knew that I really felt like I was on a horse, tossing and turning. When everything was calm and he woke up, Twelve was sitting on the edge of the bed.

He didn't wear a eunuch uniform today, but a snow-colored pressed wide-sleeved regular robe.

It looks even more magnificent.

"Ahh

I sat up to call him, and my body felt like I had been beaten, and it hurt to death.

Twelve hurried to pick me up: "Be careful, you can rest any longer."

His voice gave me goosebumps, and I even felt like the heat of his palm was burning my skin through my clothes. Muddy thoughts, scattered into the mind.

or despair, or shame, let me thunder.

We clung to the corners.

"Shibatsuki."

Twelve froze, and told me apologetically, "If you don't understand the poison, you will die."

I lost my life.

But in my memory, Twelve should have no tools to commit murder. When I figured out what was going on, I had 120,000 doubts about Twelve: "Twelve, you are a false eunuch!"