When Xiao Hongdou returned to the Spring Palace, everyone had been waiting there for a long time.

"Everyone", including those sisters who have not yet left the Spring Palace, and most importantly, everyone's teacher, Mi Niangniang.

Mi Niangniang's full name is Mi Yun, although she is a, she always understands men.

It stands to reason that she is not the person around the plague king, and she can't be called a mother, but this Spring Festival Palace is her territory, and her daughters call her so, which naturally makes her much happier.

She is the one who is most anxious to wait for Xiao Hongdou.

"Red beans!"

"Sister!"

"Sister Red Bean!"

The crowd almost swarmed around her in the middle.

Mi Niangniang was the first to come, and she asked the little girl next to her to serve a bowl of warm red date lotus seed soup, and a letter of bone-setting gold medicine was also prepared on the left.

After all, it was the plague king, who was interested, and what kind of physical injuries were caused by cruelty, Mi Niangniang had also seen it.

There was a maid who had a lot of appetite for him, and she was almost accepted as a concubine by him, and almost everyone looked down on her.

It's just that he is too hungry for him, so that he rises, and in addition to acting, he is even more abusive, and when the plague king wakes up the next day, the girl has already lost her breath.

When the girl entered the palace, Mi Niangniang also saw the girl's parents, and they almost knelt down and begged Mi Niangniang to take care of her daughter.

The best thing is to never have to go out of this Spring Palace.

But how is that possible?

All Mi Niangniang can do is prepare more such things, that's all.

"You, are you alright......?"

She looked at Xiao Hongdou nervously and with concern, the girl's hairpin was not messy, and there seemed to be no injury on her face.

If there is no injury on the face, it is already fine.

She seemed to walk fairly steadily, as if she was ......

It doesn't seem like even tears have fallen?

"Sister, are you okay? Is your body okay? ”

"Little Red Bean, tell me quickly, is His Highness really the same as the rumors? What did he let you do? ”

This gossip is not gossip.

Looking at the delicate faces of those girls, all they had was worry and fear.

Xiao Hongdou was stunned, and stammered a little: "He, Your Highness, let me wear clothes." ”

Dressed?

Mi Niangniang frowned.

Indeed, men's hobbies in that area can be described as messy, and it is natural for someone to like certain clothes.

"What kind of clothes? Actors? Kitchen robes? Or the maid suit from the next door in West Asia? ”

The girls' eyes are also on the little red bean, if they learn, maybe a dress can save their lives later.

"Ah......h

Little Red Bean blushed a little.

Mi Niangniang was anxious: "You said it!" ”

Is it possible - is it possible to ask her to wear his dragon robe?!

Xiao Hongdou was so frightened that he shook his head again and again: "No, no, Your Highness said that I don't have to take off my clothes when I enter the dormitory." ”

Mi Niangniang was stunned, only to feel that she had heard it wrong.

What did the adult want to do again?

"Your Highness, he ...... But why don't you have to undress? ”

Mi Niangniang looked straight at the little red bean.

Xiao Hongdou hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Your Highness said that because the weather is cold, it will ...... It's going to be cold. ”

A word was uttered, and there was silence all around.

Chills?

Even their lives are regarded as mustard, but they say that they will feel cold?

Mi Niangniang pondered for a moment, "So, Your Highness didn't touch you either?" ”

Little Red Bean shook her head.

A circle of sisters around, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Maybe you're finally tired of it?"

Mi Niangniang whispered to herself.

Xiao Hongdou suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, Niangniang, Your Highness, he asked me to say a word to you." ”

Mi Niangniang's pair of Danfeng eyes opened, and she hurriedly asked, "What are you talking about?" Say it! ”

"Your Highness, he said that he would come to the Spring Palace in the next few days."

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Bang la

A soak of pee into the Huaxiang pool.

Huaxiang Pond is not a pool, just the elegant name of Han Dongwen's urinal place, and the incense ash of Yin and Dark Sandalwood is scraped in the bucket, which does not give birth to mosquitoes and insects, but also covers the taste.

This is Han Dongwen's third urine bubble this morning.

"Sure enough, the kidneys are not very good......"

He muttered quietly, feeling that it was unfair that he was not enjoying the pleasure and adding to the trouble of frequent urination and urgency.

Grumbling to grumbling, his mind quickly shifted to what he had thought before.

"I'm not me anymore, the game, or the game?"

Han Dongwen wiped his hands with a handkerchief embroidered with dragon pattern gold thread.

"Did I travel into a parallel world, or did I become an NPC?"

He subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, only to realize that it was impossible to take out a cigarette and a lighter, so he had to sigh and look back at the urinal in distraction.

Fighting in games has been a thing of the 20th century, and consumers are demanding more and more from reality, showering, shaving, horseback riding, drinking, and flipping around in games.

Pooping and peeing, naturally, can also add a sense of realism.

"Fuck, I don't even know if it's real or fake pee!"

He thought indignantly.

But it's not impossible.

No matter how much of a real game you are, you can't really feel the pain of knives, guns, and bullets, so the analog signal is limited in this regard.

The simulated upper limit of pain perception shall not be higher than 30% according to the law.

This is not to say that all pain perceptions are reduced proportionally, but rather that pain simulations should not be higher than 30 percent of an individual's pain tolerance.

In other words, it is not possible to simply pinch yourself to judge whether it is a game or not.

It is necessary to find some kind of pain beyond this limit in order to judge the current situation.

"It's probably just that the cigarette butt burns to that extent......"

Han Dongwen thought about it, turned around and walked out of the Huaxiang Pool, there were already two maids waiting at the door—they just lowered their heads and didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of doing something to anger Han Dongwen.

Not concubines, but as slaves, they don't need to think of pleasing him, and no one will take the initiative to get closer to him.

For them, the best result is that Han Dongwen looks down on them, that's all.

So, just follow the rules and pray that he won't get angry.

Han Dongwen looked at the two maids, who were probably older than Xiao Hongdou, and instinctively avoided his gaze, and already understood in his heart.

They must have been tortured by "themselves".

He also thought about how to compensate these women, but the most important thing at the moment was not this, so he could only put it back for the time being.

Take 10,000 steps back, if Simeng's pattern has not changed, and he dies again, according to the "rules", these women will be buried with him, so letting himself survive first can be regarded as a kind of responsibility for them.

"What's your name?"

The cold words almost scared the maid who lowered her head.

Finished

Finished

Finished

Finished

Her mind was clouded, and she whispered her name.

But the voice was so small that Han Dongwen couldn't hear it clearly.

“…… Ah, forget it, can you find me a hairpin? Later it will be sent to the dormitory. ”

Han Dongwen tried to speak softly as much as possible.

Hearing the word dormitory, the maid's body was obviously shocked, but she still bent her knees and accepted it.

Han Dongwen nodded, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

At the end, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said, "You don't have to take off your clothes then, just leave the hairpin and go back." ”

After saying that, he left without looking back, leaving only the two maids to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling the panic of the rest of their lives.