Yun Wuluo was still a little foggy at this time.

He subconsciously felt that everything for the emperor and the second prince was in place, and tomorrow was the day to go to the autumn hunt, and at this time, no one would look for him.

So he came to the courtyard where Su Mi was originally kept.

He entered the master bedroom at the back, opened it, and directly behind the table in front of him, there was a portrait of Mu Zhao.

In that position, if it is a person who believes in Buddhism, it should be a portrait of a Bodhisattva or Buddha, but at this time it is indeed a portrait of Mu Zhao.

Yun Wuluo looked at the person on the portrait for a long time.

The big guy came in, "Master, you ......"

Yun Wuluo, who was disturbed, frowned a little impatiently, but he didn't get angry in the end, but said, "Prepare water." ”

"Yes," the big man withdrew, and in a few moments he brought in a tub, and then went and brought two more buckets of hot water.

Yun Wuluo looked at the smoking hot water and frowned again.

The big man said, "Master, it's cold, you have to use warm water." ”

Yun Wuluo said impatiently, "I know. ”

The big man breathed a sigh of relief, then mixed warm water for Yun Wuluo and walked out.

When Yun Wuluo untied his clothes and threw them on the screen, he suddenly saw a touch of pale blue in his afterglow.

He hurriedly reached out and sucked it with internal force, and sucked in a cold, delicate and soft cloth.

He looked down and saw that it was the veil that the little lord had bandaged his wounds.

But this color, this touch, made him inevitably think of the beautiful scene just now.

He closed his eyes, and his eyes were full of Mu Zhao's watery eyes.

He opened his eyes abruptly again, and looked down at the veil, only to feel that his whole body was very hot.

The heat gradually converged in one place.

Shocked, he took off the handkerchief and looked down, and when he saw it, his whole face immediately turned red.

This......

He actually thought about the little county lord and blasphemed his little county lord!

He clenched his hands tightly, and when he grasped the handkerchief, his heart fluttered again.

The touch of this handkerchief is as delicate and soft as the dirty clothes of the little princess.

It should be made of the best materials.

But this fine material is less than one-tenth of the little lord's skin.

Thinking of this, he felt his blood boil all over his body.

The blood rushed to his brain, making him sober again, what was he thinking about just now?

He looked down at himself, what was he doing?

But another voice sounded in his head, "Don't you want her?" Don't want to possess her? ”

Yun Wuluo shook his head, "She is the little county lord, she is my god, and the gods are used to worship, not to be blasphemed." ”

The voice advised him again, "But this time, the god stepped down from the altar again, and she held out her hand to you, and she said that you are her fiancé. ”

Yun Wuluo smiled in a trance, "Yes, the little county lord took pity on me, chose me to be her fiancé, and promised me forever." ”

"You are going to be husband and wife."

Yun Wuluo repeated, "We are going to be husband and wife. ”

"You are not a real eunuch, you can do things between husband and wife."

Yun Wuluo lowered his head and looked at himself again.

"You can miss her, and sooner or later you will completely possess her."

A wolf light flashed in Yun Wuluo's eyes, and he took off his clothes and entered the bathtub.

He felt like he was going up so much, he ...... He kind of wanted to.....

No, he really wanted the little princess.

"No," Yun Wuluo shook his head repeatedly, "Today is too presumptuous to the little county lord, and the little county lord is angry. ”

The voice continued to bewitch him, "You miss her, you are too depressed, if you don't solve it, you may be more unable to control yourself in the future, and you will make a big mistake, in that case, the little county lord may never pay attention to you." ”

Yun Wuluo's eyes flashed, "No, no!" ”

But the voice also really moved Yun Wuluo.

He really needed relief.

He looked at the pale blue veil.

The voice said, "Go ahead, do as you want, the little lord gives you the veil, that's yours, you can do whatever you want." ”

These words dispelled Yun Wuluo's last concerns, and he let out a low roar and pressed the handkerchief into the bathtub.