Li Luo quickly calmed down and called the palace servants waiting outside to help Xie Hengwu dress up. He said concisely and concisely: "Your Majesty wants to see the empress, so move quickly."
The palace people suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but a moment later, Xie Hengwu was stuffed into the Luan sedan.
Listening to the jingling of silver bells on the four corners of the luan sedan, Heng Wu fell into a dream.
What on earth... happened?
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Xie Hengwu held the bright tile palace lantern in his hand and stopped in the Zichen Palace.
Before entering the dormitory, two more female historians came to check her body and removed all the not-so-sharp hairpin rings on her head, leaving only a blunt jade hairpin to hold her bun in place.
Being so cautious and trying to act like him will definitely lead to countless assassinations.
Xie Hengwu walked a few steps and then stopped.
Xiao Yanzhou's dormitory is almost entirely paved with black floor tiles and jade, and it's hard to see his fingers after dark. Except for the faint light in his hand, Xie Hengwu could hardly see anywhere else.
She frowned and scolded him for being sick.
It was just a late-night summons, and he didn't even light a lamp. How could she search for him in the dark?
Afraid of offending His Majesty by walking around, she had no choice but to stop where she was, and after a moment she whispered: "Your Majesty?"
In the darkness, a man's voice was as calm as jade, and he answered casually: "I am here."
"...Your Majesty, it's too dark here, I can't see where Your Majesty is." Xie Hengwu said softly, taking a few symbolic steps forward.
Xiao Yanzhou practices martial arts, and his five senses are different from ordinary people. He can see in the dark even without lighting a lamp. At this time, he sat leisurely on the couch, seeing that the beautiful woman was timid and didn't move a few inches for a long time, and gradually lost his patience.
If the headache hadn't suddenly worsened, he wouldn't have thought of trying to pass it on to her.
He raised his hand, and the candles on the stage suddenly lit up, and the light and shadow danced on and off the surface.
Suddenly bright, Xie Hengwu squinted his eyes in discomfort, then lowered his head and saluted: "Your Majesty."
Xiao Yanzhou stared at the beauty in front of him.
Different from meeting him in the daytime, the person in front of him has removed his makeup and hairpins, wears plain clothes, and has his hair tied up in a loose bun. Xiao Yanzhou paused and waved to her: "Come here."
Xie Hengwu took a few steps forward as he was told, but didn't listen to Xiao Yanzhou anymore.
She was confused, but she didn't dare to look up at him.
Xiao Yanzhou's brows relaxed slightly, and surprise flashed in his eyes.
As Xie Hengwu approached, the fragrance dissipated, and Xiao Yanzhou clearly noticed that the unbearable headache was gradually relieved.
It seems that when I met her before, it was not my imagination.
Her deodorant does work.
His eyes moved down and stopped on Xie Hengwu's hands folded in front of him.
As the former third wife of the Marquis and now the princess in marriage, Xie Hengwu has always been pampered. Her hands are fair and tender, and her fingers are as slender as jade, with almost no fine lines.
Xiao Yanzhou pursed his lips and said in a solemn voice, "Do you know how to massage?"
Xie Hengwu was startled and said: "Reporting to your majesty, I only served my parents when I was young, and my methods were rough. I'm afraid... I may have neglected your majesty."
"Just a little while." Xiao Yanzhou lowered his eyelids and raised his fingers, "Come here."
He looked like he was calling a cat or dog. Xie Hengwu lowered his eyes in response, walked slowly behind him, and gently placed his fingers on both sides of Xiao Yanzhou's forehead.
Being so close to Xiao Yanzhou, Xie Hengwu couldn't help but hold his breath, and his hand movements were extremely gentle.
So Xiao Yanzhou clicked his tongue dissatisfied.
"Is it because the palace people are being negligent and didn't let the beauty have dinner?" Xiao Yanzhou's cold tone combined with the yin and yang words was quite funny. However, Xie Hengwu didn't dare to laugh, and he increased his strength very obediently.
There was fragrance on her sleeves, and it escaped a little bit with the slight movement of her arms, floating around.
With the fragrance on his side, and her delicate hands, which were acceptable, Xiao Yanzhou didn't pay attention to her poor massage techniques.
Xie Hengwu pressed her until her fingers ached, but Xiao Yanzhou didn't show any intention of asking her to stop.
She leaned over and looked quietly, and saw Xiao Yanzhou's eyelids drooping, as if he was fast asleep with his eyes closed.
Xie Hengwu breathed a sigh of relief and tentatively slowed down his movements.
Xiao Yanzhou didn't react, he still looked like he was sleeping soundly.
After a while, Xie Hengwu was sure that the difficult emperor was asleep, and then he stopped.
She rubbed her stiff and sore fingers, thinking that he had fallen asleep and where should she go.
The candle slave vomited tears and was almost burning out. Afraid that Xiao Yanzhou would wake up and look for her at any time, Xie Hengwu didn't dare to stay too far away, so he had to sit aside, leaning on the couch and sleeping with his clothes on.
Fortunately, there was a soft carpet on the ground here, so it wouldn't be too cold and hard.
In the end, he was too tired. Although he was very uncomfortable, Xie Hengwu fell asleep quickly.
The moment she fell into a deep sleep, the young emperor beside her slowly opened his eyes and looked down from above.
The dark narrow eyes were like thick ink that could not be melted away, and all thoughts were hidden. After taking a glance, he slowly looked away.
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Xie Hengwu was awakened by the light.
She squinted her eyes and found that the sunlight passed through the window lattice and shone on her face.
It's the first light after the snow, which is really dazzling. She subconsciously moved to the side, and the fabric she was wearing slipped off.
Xie Hengwu hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't realize something was wrong until he turned over.
She seems... to be in the tyrant's Zichen Palace...
Xie Hengwu looked down and saw a ball of black cloth in his hand, and the place he held in his palm was embroidered with dragon patterns with gold thread...
And she herself was lying on the spacious dragon couch.
She suddenly woke up and sat up as if frightened.
While he was struggling, a familiar eunuch walked over with a smile on his face.
Xie Hengwu remembered him as Zhao Quan beside Xiao Yanzhou.
"The beauty is awake, do you want to give me instructions to wash up?"
Zhao Quan was really happy. God knows how long Xiao Yanzhou had not slept well because of his headache. Last night, Xiao Yanzhou was soundly asleep. This morning, he finally did not kill the waiter because of his bad mood.
Xie Hengwu pursed his lips, and used his body to cover up his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his dragon robe quietly. He whispered softly: "Eunuch Zhao has worked hard, just send me back to the palace."
"Beauty, that can't be done. Your Majesty has asked you to accompany him for breakfast." Zhao Quan still had the same smile, but his attitude was tough, "Your Majesty is about to go to court, beauty, you'd better prepare quickly."
Zhao Quan said so. Xie Hengwu still had no reason to respond, so he allowed himself to be manipulated by the maids who came swarming in.
When she came yesterday, she was still wearing Nanliang style clothes, which made her look as tender as water; today, she naturally changed into Beijian clothes, but they were different and bright.
After dressing up again, she was half pushed and half invited by the palace staff to take her to the side hall.
Not long after, Xiao Yanzhou came back from the next court.
The people in the palace knelt down one after another, like reeds bent by a gust of wind.
Xiao Yanzhou was used to this. He glanced around and fixed on Xie Hengwu.
Bei Jiang's palace clothes are all darker in color, but she doesn't look depressing or dull in them.
The large dark cyan sleeves made her complexion look more frosty than snow. When she lowered her eyes, the ends of her eyes formed crescent moons. She was so beautiful and beautiful, just like the mysterious snow fox in the North.
He withdrew his gaze, sat down next to Xie Hengwu, and glanced at her who was still standing: "Sit."
Xie Hengwu thanked him softly and sat down next to him with his shoulders tense.
Although the earth dragon was burning in the hall, there was always some cold air coming from Xiao Yanzhou's body, as if the chill brought in from outside had not dissipated.
The palace people carefully arranged the breakfast dishes one by one and exited the side hall one by one. Only she, Xiao Yanzhou, and Zhao Quan were left inside.
There was some silence in the hall, except for the jingle of silver chopsticks and bowls and chopsticks when Zhao Quan was serving dishes, there was no other sound.
Xie Hengwu even breathed softly, and couldn't help wringing his hands in his sleeves, thinking about how to break the silence.
"His Majesty……"
"You can't eat without words."
Before Xie Hengwu could finish speaking, Xiao Yanzhou interrupted her coldly. After finishing speaking, he picked up the white jade bowl in front of him, scooped up the porridge and took a sip.
Xie Hengwu choked and rolled his eyes silently in his heart.
Since there was no need to talk, Xie Hengwu was happy to be at ease and focused on the meal on the table.
She didn't eat anything last night, and after one night, she was really hungry.
Xie Hengwu was picking up a piece of crystal cake when he saw a maid walking in from outside the palace.
The maid lowered her head, unable to see her face clearly.
Xie Hengwu felt suspicious.
Since Xiao Yanzhou ordered people to retreat, why would anyone dare to enter rashly?
However, seeing that neither Zhao Quan nor Xiao Yanzhou responded, she had no choice but to suppress this trace of doubt.
When the palace maid was about to reach the table, Zhao Quan stopped her.
"What are you doing? Don't you know His Majesty is having a meal?"
Xie Hengwu had just taken a bite of the cake, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yanzhou beside him.
He still held the bowl of porridge and used it slowly.
The hands on the jade bowl are a bit whiter than the body of the bowl. The green jade rings at the fingertips make the hands pale, and the green veins are faintly meandering under them, disappearing into the sleeves.
Even a simple action like drinking porridge, he does it with an innate sense of nobility.
Xie Hengwu quickly looked away and chewed a few bites of pastry in silence.
"Your Majesty, I have something important to report to you, so I barged in out of character. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
The palace maid knelt down and bowed down, her voice soft but unreasonably tenacious, neither humble nor overbearing.
Xie Hengwu glanced at the palace maid.
After all, since entering the palace yesterday, she has seen no one except Zhao Quan who is not afraid of Xiao Yanzhou.
Even the female official who came to pick her up was as scared as a quail when she saw Xiao Yanzhou's sedan chair.
She was curious, and as she looked around, there seemed to be a flash of cold light.
Xie Hengwu frowned slightly, thinking it was an illusion.
Xiao Yanzhou put down the jade bowl, took the handkerchief from Zhao Quan, wiped his hands, and said softly: "Tell me."
The palace maid replied slowly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is..."
She suddenly stood up, and a cold light suddenly appeared in her sleeves. It turned out that she was hiding a dagger!
But seeing her approaching Xiao Yanzhou like a ghost, the cold light of the dagger drew a silver arc in the air, pointing directly at Xiao Yanzhou's heart.
The palace maid had a sinister look on her face and said in hatred: "Go to hell!"
Xie Hengwu was stunned for a while, his body reacting before his mind.
When she realized what she was doing, she was lying on Xiao Yanzhou's body.
But the pain he imagined did not come. Xie Hengwu turned around and found that the assassin pretending to be a palace maid had fallen in a pool of blood. The dagger stuck in her heart was the dagger used to commit the crime.
The assassin's eyes widened, showing strong hatred and unwillingness on his face.
Xie Hengwu's heart trembled, and then he felt something flowing down his face.
She raised her hand and touched the blood-red finger.
Xie Hengwu stared blankly, feeling that his hands and feet were cold and his whole body was exhausted.
No matter how calm she was, she was just a young lady raised in a boudoir. She had never seen such a bloody scene.
Suddenly her waist tightened, and a hand covered her front
"It's time to deal with it."
The male voice above him still spoke in a straight tone, not affected by this incident at all.
Xie Hengwu listened to Zhao Quan's hurried response, and soon there were sparse footsteps coming in, and then there was the sound of dragging.
As she listened, she couldn't help but imagine the scene.
Xiao Yanzhou lowered his eyes, the white cheeks of the person in his arms were stained with blood, making her look more coquettish for no reason, and her body was trembling slightly, like a frightened deer, which attracted pity.
He unconsciously tightened his hand around her waist and thought casually.
Somewhat thinner.
The palace people were already skilled in handling this kind of thing, and soon it seemed like nothing had happened in the side hall except for the smell of blood that had not completely dissipated.
Xiao Yanzhou then moved away the hand blocking Xie Hengwu's current situation.
"Why, are you worried that something will happen to Gu?"
