Concubine Lan also wanted to twist her body and not show Zhao Hai, and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine is a lowly body, and you can't stain Your Majesty's eyes." ”

Zhao Hai said: "Concubine Lan, since you don't want to show it to others, then we won't show it to others." But I must take a look, otherwise I will not be at ease. ”

Zhao Hai looked at Qingyue on the side at this time and said, "Qingyue, take the maids out of the palace, I want to see the wound on Concubine Lan's back." ”

Qingyue immediately got up, sensibly took all the palace people out, and then gently locked the door.

Concubine Lan wanted to stop her, but Zhao Hai said gently: "Concubine Ai, you saved my life, and your injuries were suffered for me." ”

"How can I dislike it?"

After hearing this, the corners of Concubine Lan's eyes moistened. Which woman in the world doesn't love beauty, but when such a hideous scar appears on her back, she is extremely painful.

Especially afraid that the man he loves the most will never want to see her again.

When Concubine Lan heard Zhao Hai's words, her heart melted.

Zhao Hai gently peeled off Concubine Lan's clothes, revealing her smooth and tender white skin.

A shocking wound, like a dark red meteorite, was embedded in Concubine Lan's back, which was extremely hideous. You can see the weight of the assassin's attack that day.

Concubine Lan held her breath, and two lines of tears crossed her cheeks. She was afraid, afraid that Zhao Hai would never love her as much as before after seeing her wounds.

She was afraid of losing the infinite beauty in front of her.

But in the next second, a warm heat came from the edge of his wound.

Concubine Lan turned her head and saw Zhao Hai kissing the skin near her wound.

Concubine Lan hurriedly stopped: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty's golden body, the concubine's wound is stained with blood, how can you make it dirty Your Majesty! ”

Zhao Hai's hand was like a soft feather, and he brushed the smooth satin-like skin next to Concubine Lan's wound with pity, and said: "Aifei, no matter what you become, you are the woman I love the most in my heart, forever and ever." ”

"I love every expression, every movement, every word, every part of your body."

"I will always be with you, and when you are well, we will be as happy as before."

Concubine Lan listened to Zhao Hai's words, tears rained down, and her heart was already moved.

"Your Majesty is comforting your concubines." Concubine Lan asked in disbelief.

Zhao Hai said: "Concubine Lan, how can I just comfort. ”

Concubine Lan turned over and said, "Then Your Majesty can you agree to a request from your concubine?" Her eyes were full of tears, and above her eyebrows, there were pear blossoms with rain, which made people feel infinite pity.

Zhao Hai said: "Ai Concubine, you said, no matter what kind of request, I will agree to you." ”

Concubine Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine knows that the wound on the minister's back will never be the same as before. ”

"So the concubine dared to ask His Majesty to let the concubine wait for the scar to heal, and let the female tattoo artist of the Huns come to tattoo a pattern on the concubine's wound."

After Concubine Lan finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Hai's face cautiously, for fear that Zhao Hai would be the slightest displeaser.

In the current era, tattoos are all done by foreign ethnic groups such as the Xiongnu people, and the people of Great Qin have always respected this aspect of things.

If it is a woman's tattoo, it will be despised by others.

But Concubine Lan didn't want to have such a hideous and ugly scar on her body forever, especially for her beloved man.

As soon as she finished speaking, seeing that Zhao Hai did not reply immediately, Concubine Lan hurriedly turned around and hugged Zhao Hai and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine knows that she is wrong, and the concubine will not dare anymore." The concubine never mentioned the tattoo in the future. ”

Zhao Hai suddenly kissed Concubine Lan's cheek lightly and said, "Concubine Lan, what are you excited about." If you want to get a tattoo, you get a tattoo. ”

"Where did I get angry?"

"When I go back, I will ask Han Ying to do the same, and I will definitely find the best tattoo artist in the entire Xiongnu tribe to tattoo the most beautiful pattern for you and cover your wounds."

Zhao Hai's words made Concubine Lan stunned, she originally thought that Zhao Hai, who valued the face of the heavenly family, would be angry with her, but she didn't expect Zhao Hai to agree so happily.

For a while, Concubine Lan's heart was infinitely moved, full of tenderness and sweetness.

Concubine Lan said: "Your Majesty, the concubine is not in a hurry, let the concubine think about it again, what if the concubine's scar grows?" ”

Zhao Hai gently hugged Concubine Lan and said, "Ai Concubine, I hope you understand that I love you as a person and love your heart." It doesn't just because you have an extra scar. ”

"It's still what I said before, no matter what you become like my concubine, I will always love you as before."

Concubine Lan smiled, as delicate as a flower, and kissed Zhao Hai's cheek, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Zhao Hai stroked Concubine Lan's cheek and said, "I have to kiss here." ”

Concubine Lan's face turned red, so she stretched her delicate neck and wanted to kiss the left side of Zhao Hai's face.

When he was about to catch it, Zhao Hai suddenly turned his head, his lips touched, and Concubine Lan's body seemed to be overpowered.

Late at night.

Zhao Hai fell asleep in the main hall of the Jiangxue Palace, and under the service of Qingyue, he had just untied his clothes.

Outside the door, the voice of Gonggong Shen came: "Your Majesty, Wang Shuyi asks to see the Holy Driver." ”

"Your Majesty, Wang Shuyi asks to see the Holy Driver."

Shen Gonggong's voice sounded three times in a row, and Zhao Hai knew that Shen Gonggong was asking Zhao Hai's opinion, asking him if he saw it or not.

Zhao Hai thought of Wang Yu, a poor woman whose family was ruined because of her own murder, sighed, and said, "Wait for me to change my clothes." ”

"No." Shen Gonggong's voice came from outside.

Qingyue didn't dare to ask more, so she hurriedly dressed Zhao Hai, and then Zhao Hai, who was dressed in a black Tianzi suit, walked out of the hall.

The group walked out of Yonggong and went straight to the small courtyard of the side hall of Qi Palace, where Wang Yu was located.

Zhao Hai came in, sat on a chair, looked at Wang Yu in a plain white dress, and said, "Wang Yu, why are you looking for me late at night?" ”

Wang Yu'e has apricot eyes, a pair of light eyebrows, her face is as white as snow, but she has a pair of pink red lips. The figure is slender, the hairpin is exquisite, the clothes are well-cut, and there is quite a style of beauty.

Wang Yu said: "Do you think I called you here to assassinate you again?" ”

Zhao Hai smiled and didn't speak.

With Wang Yu's three-legged cat's kung fu, I'm afraid I won't even think about assassinating Zhao Hai for the rest of my life. Han Ying can teach her to be a man with a single stone.

"You're all going to get out." In order to show his trust in Wang Yu, Zhao Hai asked the surrounding guards to withdraw from the room.

"Wang Shuyi, what is the matter with you, you can talk about it now." Zhao Hai said.

Wang Shuyi looked at Zhao Hai, and suddenly leaned forward and sat a foot away from Zhao Hai.

She exhaled like an orchid and said: "Your Majesty, I want you to make me a noble concubine, and I want you to move all the people from the former Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion and Feng Quji's relatives and friends out of Xianyang, and find a peaceful place for them to live." ”