Water mist rose, and Fu Ronghua closed his eyes and leaned on the bathtub.

Ruixue washed her long hair and smiled when she saw this and said, "I heard that there is a hot spring in the main hall of Qiushui Palace with constant warm water all year round. If so, the master will be happy."

Fu Ronghua's voice was lazy, "It's the same everywhere, I'm not here for those vulgar things."

"Master is always like this, ever since he entered the palace," Ruixue said with a smile.

Fu Ronghua smiled and said nothing. He got up from the bath, his wet hair dripping with water, his exquisite body as white as snow, delicate and delicate.

She put on her pajamas and walked into the inner hall barefoot. Ruixue followed behind and said helplessly, "Master, please wear a pair of shoes."

Fu Ronghua stood at the door of the inner hall and looked at the people in the hall. They were dressed in dark gold robes and had jade crowns on their hair, revealing their handsome and sharp facial features. Their eyes were deep and cool, and their thin lips were pursed tightly, revealing a somewhat cool feeling.

At this moment, he heard the voice and raised his eyes. When he saw Fu Ronghua, his eyes suddenly darkened a bit.

His eyes were extremely aggressive, moving across Fu Ronghua's body inch by inch until they landed on her bare feet. The exquisite jade feet were white and delicate, like fine mutton-fat jade.

There was a faint pink color on the cool ground.

Fu Ronghua lowered his eyes and saluted, "I have met Your Majesty."

Ruixue knelt down and saluted, then left with everyone in the hall and closed the door casually.

Emperor Xuan Zhao walked over step by step and looked at the woman who was saluting. Her long wet hair was spread behind her, as if it had been soaked in water. Her black hair was like crow feathers and moist.

On the fair cheeks, there is an attractive red glow, and the red lips are full of vermilion, attracting people to fall on them unconsciously.

He bent down and picked her up. Fu Ronghua subconsciously stretched out his hand and hugged her neck, "Your Majesty," she whispered.

Emperor Xuan Zhao placed her on the soft couch and supported her with his arms, "I wanted to go to Ximu Palace today, but I thought that if I left you alone, I might be too nervous, so I ended up here unconsciously."

He slightly pinched Fu Ronghua's chin and said, "Tell me, did you drug me to make me care about you so much?"

Fu Ronghua's eyes were like autumn water, "If there really is such a medicine, I will definitely let Your Majesty stay in Qiushui Palace every day and never go anywhere."

Emperor Xuan Zhao let go of his hand and glanced at her long hair, "I will twist your hair. Sleeping with wet hair is not good for your health."

Fu Ronghua turned around and said, "Then, I will do my best to you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Xuan Zhao took the white cloth on the side, wrapped it on her long hair, and twisted her long hair little by little.

Fu Ronghua's tone was a bit curious, "Your Majesty is quite skilled in this matter, but he has done it for other sisters."

Hearing the jealousy in her tone, Xuan Zhao laughed softly, "In the past, when my father was still here, I would often wipe his long hair. Over the years, I have become proficient at it."

He hugged Fu Ronghua from behind and said, "Aside from my father, you are the first to enjoy such treatment." He closed his eyes and lightly smelled the fragrance of the woman's hair.

Today I wanted to go to Ximu Palace, but I was halfway there, but suddenly I thought of Fu Ronghua, and I still couldn't bear it, so I came to her instead.

Now that she reminded her of her father, I felt a little sad for a moment.

The reason why he hates the Xie family and the warlocks so much is because his father is one of the victims. Thinking of his father's confession before his death, he can hardly suppress the violence in his heart.
Chapter completed!