The clouds and rains of Wushan all night.

Zhou Yanqing's face turned pale and collapsed on the bed. She recalled the previous thunder and fire. How did things develop to this point?

Xuanye lay on her body, his body was dead, the wound on his shoulders broke and blood oozed out of the gauze.

Zhou Yanqing's body is green and purple, like a nightmare. The first experience in her life will definitely leave a shadow.

Grass!

And looking at the man on her, he was like he was dead, and he was even in her body!

Zhou Yanqing took a deep breath and tried his best to push away the powerful and heavy tall man. When he got up, he was sore and his legs were weak, and he almost fell back to the bed.

She trembledly picked up the clothes torn by the man on the ground. Although they were torn, they could wear them at least.

This is the cold palace...

It was already dawning.

Zhou Yanqing forced herself to calm down, but her body was shaking, her legs were swaying, her eyes were really dark, and her eyes were light blue.

My daughter cannot be exposed, and she cannot fail for years of disguise.

She dragged her tattered body to change into a set of clothes, washed herself with cold water, and gradually became more awake.

She bit her lip.

Xuanye’s previous behavior seemed to have been drugged, but which part of the matter went wrong?

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Zhou Yanqing changed into a purple dress, and she held a hunting rifle and returned to the previous room.

There was an ambiguous smell flowing in the air, and the aura of a man was everywhere.

She stood beside the bed, loaded the musket and pointed the muzzle at Xuanye's head.

As long as he fires a shot, this man will die on the spot!

In this way, her secret is preserved!

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Xuanye had a split headache, which was the sequelae of the medicine last night.

The man who just woke up was like a lazy and satisfied lion, but he still had a powerful aura. His bronze skin looked stronger, and his smooth muscle curves exuded male hormones.

The moment he woke up, his hair stood up, as if he was shrouded in a great sense of crisis.

He suddenly took action, but the next moment.

"Don't move!" The black muzzle hit his temple.

He was naked.

Xuanye's face changed, and he suddenly remembered that he had sneaked into Zichen Palace late at night and was shot through his shoulder blades by a hidden weapon.

He grabbed his big hand, grabbed his clothes to cover his lower body, and then looked at the cold-looking emperor with a look of surprise: "Why are you here! Also, this is..." What is this?

I didn't know what I remember last night. He drank too much wine and temporarily left the table to release water. His body suddenly burned. He realized something was wrong, but what happened later... he was cut off.

But even though it was broken, I still vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a man crying under him, but he wanted to die in that person's body.

His face changed again and again.

Miscellaneous!

The incident was obviously abnormal last night. Was it the eunuch? The eunuch who was serving the wine hit him and drugged him at that time?

His face was gloomy and clear, and he was living in the same room with the emperor at this moment. Emperor Yong Yin was a broken sleeve. It was never a secret that the other party liked men. The two men must be one up and one down again. So was the person under him last night that was the emperor?

His expression became more and more complicated.

Zhou Yanqing looked at him with red eyes, saw the bleeding teeth marks on his shoulder, and saw the scratches of his back-handed straps with blood on his back, his face looked very subtle.

She frowned, then looked calm and calm, put away the hunting rifle in her hand.
Chapter completed!