Nan Song's eyes widened, and he didn't know why he looked at Xie Junyou.

He had been in it with the little master for only a while, and he hadn't even heard a sound, so how could she be in a commotion?

Nan Song suppressed Xie Junyou's body, her slender figure folded back, and while she was hiding, she said in a panic, "Your Majesty! Slave maid, slave maid has not yet bathed and changed clothes, it is not suitable......

"Whether it's appropriate or not, it's up to me, not you."

The desire in Xie Junyou's eyes slowly burst out, and her cold eyes looked at her from above, and found that her palace clothes were very worn, and the corners and sleeves of her clothes were washed white.

He asked, "Who gave you this palace robe?"

Nan Song said intermittently, "Yes... They use old... I didn't have my own palace clothes, and they took mine."

"So, you're not noisy?"

「... The slave thinks it's nothing......

"Where did all the energy of arguing with people go that day?"

Xie Junyou said coldly, the strength in his hand was not small, and he couldn't ask for the old palace clothes for a moment.

Her body is violent. Lu, which made her feel cold, she looked at him with shocked eyes, thinking of the situation of the two, and was at a loss for a moment.

Lying on that, what to do.

Nan Song gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty, we ......."

"Shhh

「......」

Nan Song was even more shocked and pushed the man.

"Talking, I don't mind sewing your mouth shut."

The man smiled at the back, hugged her waist tighter, and took the person into his arms.

In the next moment, his kiss struck.

Through the veil, it was hazy, and Nan Song tightened his eyebrows.

......

The night is as cool as water.

Only the palace is as warm as spring, and the charcoal fire crackles.

After standing for a long time, she was a little stiff,

Xie Junyou hugged her, twisted her hair and said, "How?"

「......」

She bit her lip tightly and said nothing.

She always cares. taboo, he didn't even dare to look away.

Aimlessly, the only thing she could see was the gray curtains.

Xie Junyou hugged her and came to the outside place, and the Buddha beads wrapped around his palms caused her to tremble.

"Did you say I remembered your sign tonight, or did she do it?"

Nan Song shook his head, not knowing what to do.

Xie Junyou curled the corners of his lips, "Why don't you write it together?"

「... Your Majesty, slaves and maids are humble and unsuitable for ......."

"Hmm,"

He nodded approvingly, "You are very accurate in your own position, and you are indeed humble."

"Well, let's remember her tonight."

Xie Junyou's vague eyes didn't know what he was thinking.

Nan Song was so tired, so tired, she had just nested in his arms for a while, and she was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

And she didn't dare, so she forced her eyes open, and after a long time, her eyes were sour and red.

The man was satisfied, and he was very kind to her, he patted her on the shoulder and said, "Sleep if you want."

Nan Song relaxed himself at this time, and after a while, he fell asleep on his shoulder.

In the entire dormitory, only Xie Junyou was awake.

His face was gloomy, he was thinking about things, thinking about the future of Dayuan, thinking about the woman he was holding in his arms at this moment.

After a while, he picked up the sleeping man again and went to bed.

"Someone."

Xie Junyou shouted outside.

Not long after, his personal palace attendant came in, and Xie Junyou pointed to the woman who had been sleeping on the bed, "She's too tired, take her down and wash it."

And the mess in the room, the palace attendants also quietly cleaned up.

Xie Junyou put on the dragon robe, picked up Nan Song, who was wrapped into a ball of zongzi, and walked out of the courtyard.

There are many things to do from

The night began to change.

Since then, it has been rumored in the palace that the emperor's physical strength is amazing, and every time he rests here with the masters, he will make people faint.

And every master wakes up the next day, he will fall in love with the emperor even more, and his face will be shy when he mentions him.

The women of the harem struggled every day over where the emperor was going.

But no one knows what the real secret is.

There is only a southern song.

She rubbed her waist and stood for a while, feeling very uncomfortable, and she was just about to rest elsewhere for a while, when the eunuch who had been serving Xie Junyou wrinkled in.

At this time, it was the emperor's dragon bed, and the eunuch saw that she seemed to be lazy, so he pointed at her and scolded her when he was angry: "You are here to rest?!" The emperor is still waiting! How long are you going to do it like that! Go outside and sweep the floor!"

Nan Song was driven away by the eunuch, she didn't say anything, she couldn't tell anyone about her suffering, last night the emperor favored Concubine Feng and put her until midnight.

She couldn't speak, but she didn't feel her hands and feet obeying.

She walked out slowly, and as soon as she picked up the broom, she was hit on the head, and a hard stone hit her, causing her to bleed in front of her head in an instant.

Nan Song suddenly raised his eyes.

She is the most favored Feng Concubine these days, the emperor has been staying with her for half a month this month, arrogant of a woman's arrogance, and she didn't know where to hear that the personal palace maid next to the emperor had seduced the emperor before she entered the palace.

Feng Concubine thought about it, isn't it Nan Song that the personal palace maid is referring to.

The woman came with the intention of giving her a horse, and just heard that the emperor was no longer there.

She was not much older than Nan Song, her face was amazing, she looked Nan Song up and down and said, "See the master, don't you kneel?"

Nam Song knelt down against the beaten head.

At this time, the palace maids beside Concubine Feng immediately pressed her, making her bow down even more, Nan Song wanted to resist, and those palace maids slapped her.

After a few blows, the scarf on her face was removed.

Revealing the ugly scar on her face in an instant, Concubine Feng smiled after seeing it, "Just like you, you still want to seduce the emperor? I think the emperor will only fall in love with you if he is blind!"

"Feng Niangniang, the slave doesn't know what mistake she made for you to treat like this."

"What's wrong? You stole my hairpin, should I teach you a lesson?"

Concubine Feng opened her mouth to talk nonsense, laughing arrogantly: "Hold her for me, don't let her get up, slap her mouth!"

Concubine Feng dared not care like this, even if the emperor came back, she would never stand out for a little palace maid.

She is now in the limelight, and countless people in the palace are scolding her, and no one dares to disobey what she says.

Nan Song was pressed outside by a group of people and bullied from beginning to end.

She couldn't resist, how could she be compared to so many people alone, in the end, the blood on her head had coagulated, and there were traces of bruises and purple marks on her face and body.

She got up from the ground alone and walked silently to her room, and as soon as she walked out of the vicinity of the emperor's bedroom, she saw Xie Junyou coming from outside.

The emperor's posture was dignified, and at this moment, he descended like a god and Buddha, and Nan Song's tears fell in an instant and walked towards him.

Xie Junyou stared at her.

The coldness in her eyes killed all her hopes in an instant.

She didn't even want to say anything, she didn't say anything, she turned around and left.

"Stop."