That man's ambition is like an abyss ravine, but it can't be filled by her affectionate gestures in a few words.

It was painting again that caused Cen Yao to misunderstand.

took the initiative to sacrifice the fake death elixir again.

Ding Bao's practices are completely disorganized and unscrupulous!

Then, Ding Bao's ears were quiet, and there was no more noisy noise.

Feeling the emotions mixed in the mechanical sound, Ding Bao closed his eyes and hooked his lips.

It turns out that the thing in my head is not a robot.

That's easy to do.

As long as it's not a robot controlled by a program, it's easy to deal with.

"Sleeping."

Ding Bao stretched his waist, and the next second, he fell asleep soundly.

——

The days passed.

In the blink of an eye, this is the second month that Ding Bao has entered the imperial tomb.

During this period, few things happened, day and night rotated, three meals a day, all on time and on time, even the time Cen Yao stayed here.

After three meals in the morning, noon and evening, after eating at the same table with Ding Bao, he left the imperial tomb when she was asleep, and returned the same way after the time was almost the same.

The day was the same as ever.

It's just that this time he just came back at noon, and he happened to meet Ding Bao, who had a heart attack.

The woman lay on the bed, curled up in a ball, trembling and facing the wall without making a sound.

Seeing this, Cen Yao subconsciously raised his feet and was about to walk over, but the next second, he paused again and stood outside to watch for a while.

He watched Ding Bao like a beggar who had been hungry for three days, took out the medicine in the box and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, followed by throwing the box everywhere, and continued to curl up in his hands and feet, lying quietly in the corner of the bed motionless, like a wounded little animal, silently licking his wounds.

Seeing this scene, the man frowned, raised his feet and slowly stepped forward, and sat down in silence and called in a low voice.

"Lean in, I'll rub it for you."

This voice was hoarse, with a hint of helplessness that was almost undetectable.

As soon as Ding Bao heard that Cen Yao was coming, he didn't care that the sore bones were about to break, hummed and chirped, and crawled over obediently, leaning his little head on his thigh, and two thin arms wrapped around Cen Yao's arm like a snake.

"Su Sleeve, I hurt."

Cen Yao stiffened his face and tried to control his voice, even so, there was still a hint of dullness and forbearance in the woman's unique voice.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ding Bao's body.

Like a piece of fine mutton fat paste jade, with that pale and delicate face, Cen Yao only felt that he was in big trouble lying in his arms.

She's a goblin.

No wonder the old emperor, who has more than enough heart and insufficient strength, loves her so much.

is indeed a woman who is difficult for men in the world to resist, Cen Yao is also a man, he knows what he is doing now.

If you should go or not, then there is a plan.

Before the figure jade seal.

Now, he's more than the same.

Since the old emperor is dead, and there are countless palace concubines who go down with him, then this one in front of her will leave her in the world for a few more years.

When the throne is in hand, it is not too late to dispose of it.

Men are very good at everything, and nothing has ever gone wrong.

Now he is also confident that he likes this woman's skin and cherishes her body, but one day when he has had enough, he can kick her away in style.

Thinking so.

The darkness in the man's eyes became sharper and naked, and Ding Bao closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Her sixth sense was keen, and of course she could feel the look in her eyes that was about to eat her.

But now is not the time for him to succeed.