Wei Jue said softly: "I am not unfamiliar with these skills than you. I have nothing to do with you. I cleaned them and took them over. Let's do them together."

This busyness was busy until late at night, but Wei Jue didn't feel lucky. Instead, this kind of work could slightly divert her mind and prevent her from worrying about her. The queen was very hostile to her and made An Jiayi

All the death was blamed on her, but she didn't know whether the queen was guilty or something. She was a person who was good at observing words and expressions. This was a skill she had developed since childhood, but this time, she felt like she was

In the fog, all the people and things in front of them were hazy and could not be seen clearly.

When the moonlight sets west, she fell asleep in a daze. In her dream, she suddenly saw Ama looking at her sadly and anxiously, as if she was about to say something to her. She woke up in cold sweat and looked up at the green tent.

Only then did I feel a little sober, and I feel my mouth and tongue dry, so I want to get up and pour a glass of water for myself.

As soon as she turned her body, she saw a man in front of the tent. She was so scared that she almost lost her voice, "Who are you?"

She suspected that she had misread it, so she closed her eyes and opened her eyes again, but the figure still stood still.

She hurriedly wanted to call the palace maid to come in, but she heard the man whisper: "You don't even recognize me?"

Hearing the sound, she was more scattered than a stranger entering her room. She held her back and pressed her back against the bed, forgot to salute, and just murmured, "Master..."

But he didn't know the panic in her heart. He lifted the curtain, and a handsome face with a slightly cold face came into her eyes. She scared her to shrink back again, and the memories of that night surged like a tide

After entering her mind, she overshadowed the thousands of plots in her heart... What would the queen think when the emperor came to her? If this matter spreads, how would she survive in this harem?

In the hazy light, she saw the slight redness in his eyes, smelled the smell of alcohol in his mouth, but was even more panicked, saying, "Master, are you drunk?"

He looked at her in a deep state, she felt the bed sinking, and he sat down on the edge of the bed, which was so shocked that she almost jumped up, but could only shrank into the bed, and he held it with a hot hand

Her wrist dragged her from the corner of the bed...

She saw the gloom in his eyes, and fear came from her heart overwhelmed. With her hands back, she grabbed the bed railing on her back. He seemed to be really drunk, a little confused, murmured in her mouth,

“Where is this?”

His face was so close to her that she could see his straight eyelashes as if they were fanned. The moonlight outside the room shone hazy, his face was bright red, and he was a little childish, and he was sitting upright in Huating.

The dignity and majesty of the serene sitting.

His breath spitted into her ears, making her ears itchy, but suddenly turned red. She wanted to snatch her wrist from his hand, but Sihao couldn't break free.

His phoenix-shaped eyes were right in front of her. Without his usual sharp and silky coldness, he was a little soft under the dim light.

"Who are you?" he asked in a low voice, tilting his body towards her, as if to see her face clearly.

Wei Jue's body trembled and he tried to be cautious, "I am a good man from Jue, the emperor."

His face was a little far away from her, and he blinked and seemed to be thinking, "Liang Jue? Who is Liang Jue?"

His breath was away from her, which made her calm a little, but she did not dare to let go of her wrist by the bed railing, and said, "Your Majesty, you are drunk. I'm calling someone in to serve you to drink a bowl of sobering soup?"

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He suddenly sneered, approaching her, pinching her cheeks, as if he wanted to see her carefully, very close to her, "Don't treat me as a fool! You all treat me as a fool..."

Wei Jue's jaw was pinched by him, unable to move, and his heart was beating even more like the sky and the earth was broken. She had never seen him lose his composure. In her reflection, he was a majestic and noble figure, so far away and inaccessible.

When did they get close to him so much that she had a little favor to him. Although that favor was not enough to make her give up everything and stay in the palace, she felt that he had left since that day

As far away as she was, he was the star in the sky, and she had become the mud on the soles of his boots.

But at this moment, he looked like a child who suffered a lot of grievances.

Wei Jue suppressed the frenzy in his heart, and his tone was vague because his cheek was pinched, "Master, no one regards you as a fool."

If he is a fool, then more than half of the people in the world will be fools.

Suddenly, she felt a warm feeling between her lips and teeth. When he woke up, she had been put down by him, and her lips and teeth were connected.

The strange aura made her unbearable memories come out of her mind. She didn't care about anything else and pushed him desperately, but his body was so pampered and his heavy weight pressed on her. How could she push it?

move?

His lips and teeth were rolling between her mouth, making her unable to exhale. She felt a burst of tinnitus and the veins on her neck jumped in waves. She was afraid that she would accept her fate a little, and she slowly let go of her.

He pushed his hand and let him move on her, staring at the top of the tent in a daze, thinking, let it all end soon.

But time seemed to pass by very slowly, and pain came, cutting her inch by inch and stirring her.

He is the emperor and she is his concubine. How could she forget this?

It is natural to serve the bed, and she cannot escape, even if she is afraid.

She comforted herself over and over again, and her life had already reached such a land, so she wanted to regard this as a normal thing.

This is a fate that she cannot escape. She wants to cover up the hatred in her heart and struggle in this hatred.

"You are crying, why do you cry? You are still thinking of him, right?" The emperor suddenly stopped, half-supported his body, with a strong flame in his eyes, and he looked at her.

She turned her head, "No, I'm just panic in my heart."

"That's good." There was a vicious meaning in his tone, "You are mine, and you will always be mine."

She thought she was no longer a first-hand man, and her body would not be so painful, but when the pain came, she felt that she was going to die and couldn't help crying, "Master, be gentle."

She noticed the anger accumulated on him, and the smell of alcohol filled this small space. Her plea made him stop for a moment, but in exchange for more intense movements.

Her lips were filled with a fishy smell. She bit her tongue and kept the pain at the root of her tongue awake. Even if she almost fainted, she could not faint.

What will she get in the Queen's Jingren Palace in the future when she was favored? She knew very well that the relationship she had tried her best to make up for would be shattered again.

Compared to this, what is physical pain?
Chapter completed!