Yao Xing didn't dare to make any big moves, for fear of hurting herself, so she walked over slowly and whispered beside the bed:

"Your Majesty~"

Zhao Zheng obviously heard it, but refused to turn around, Yao Xing pursed his lips, raised his hand to untie the knot of the cloak, and threw the cloak on the ground.

"Your Majesty~ Look back at me!"

Zhao Zheng still didn't move, and even closed his eyes

Yao Xing brewed his emotions for a while, and looked at Zhao Zheng's back aggrievedly: "Your Majesty~ If you don't look at me, I'm going to die of pain!" ”

Zhao Zheng knew that Yao Xing didn't have anything to do when he heard this voice, but he still sat up and turned around. Because he knew that with Yaoxing's character, he was coaxed here, and he withdrew without going down the steps.

As a result, when he turned around and saw Yao Xing, his pupils instantly shook.

Yao Xing only wore a red mandarin duck playing in the belly pocket of the water on his body, two strips of cloth on his shoulder, and several wattles of different thicknesses tied behind him. The thorns on the thorns are used to beat people at first glance, and they are the kind of delicate skin that will sting when touched, and even puncture and bleed.

But when he saw this scene, his first reaction after being shocked was not distress, but a kind of blood-pumping novelty.

However, Zhao Zheng did not pounce directly, and this point is still deep.

Yao Xing saw the fanaticism in Zhao Zheng's eyes, and smiled with satisfaction in his heart: "Your Majesty~"

Zhao Zheng frowned slightly: "What are you doing here?" ”

"The concubine knows that she has made a mistake, isn't this a guilty plea~" Yao Xing slowly raised her legs and knelt on the edge of the bed.

Zhao Zheng saw Yaoxing's movements, where could he not guess Yaoxing's purpose. But he was still reserved, pretending not to be tempted, looked up and down, and then lay back down.

"I'm not going to abolish you for this, and you don't have to do these tricks, sleep!" Zhao Zheng closed his eyes again after speaking.

Yao Xing's eyes widened, he sacrificed so much, his back was worn out, he didn't even look at it, he didn't care about it?

And he didn't even say that he would help her take it down, Zhao Zheng didn't love it anymore~

There was no way, Yaoxing could only make persistent efforts after some psychological hints: "Then Your Majesty will help me take off the thorns!" ”

"I've left you short of people to serve?" Zhao Zheng's thin lips opened lightly, and he spit out cold words.

Yaoxing leaned on him to close his eyes and secretly glanced at him. Then he rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Chen Shu! ”

Zhao Zheng instantly opened his eyes and sat up, glaring angrily: "You don't have a palace maid?" ”

Chen Shu is the chief attendant beside Yaoxing, and he uses palace maids to serve a lot on weekdays, so Chen Shu's role is not great. This time, Chen Shu was specially called, just to force Zhao Zheng.

Yao Xing pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "The palace maid has little strength and can't lift these wattles. It hurts so much when I tie it up~"

Zhao Zheng would believe that there would be a ghost if he said this, but Yao Xing had already called Chen Shu, and if he didn't help, Yao Xing would use another man to come in.

Seeing her, touching her, and still in front of him, I was angry when I thought about it.

Unangry compromise: "Eunuchs are all rootless things, where do you get the strength!" ”

Zhao Zheng beckoned and motioned for Yaoxing to come over.

Yaoxing scolded Zhao Zheng in her heart, but she still straightened up, knelt over on the soft bed, hugged Zhao Zheng's bent legs, and turned her back to Zhao Zheng.

The wattle had indeed worn away Yao Xing's smooth and tender skin, and because of Yao Xing's previous movements, there were small wounds, and there were faint beads of blood in some places.

(End of chapter)