He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently touched her face with his fingertips.
There is a slightly cool and moist feeling on the fingertips, as if you are stroking a piece of top-quality jade.
But unlike mutton-fat jade, it is soft, fresh and elastic, and will immediately return to its original shape when touched.
Inside, a weak pulse beats with peaceful and tenacious vitality.
She still wants to get closer, to the depths of her soul, where no one has ever explored, and carve her own traces.
He leaned down and wanted to capture her bewitching red lips.
…
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?!"
Suddenly, a sharp sound sounded and a shadow rushed out.
It's frost.
Men are not allowed in Qin'an Palace.
Promising Bai Yuzheng - of course, coming in as a servant of the princess's house is already an exception.
But women are different.
As Bai Yuyueque's personal maid, Hanshuang can of course come in.
She naturally knew Bai Yuzheng's identity, and also knew that Bai Yuzheng had to help her clean up her blood poison every night.
But tonight was different. Bai Yuyue arrived at the hotel but did not come back. She was a little worried, so she looked around and found this scene.
She immediately rushed over and squeezed Cang Xilin away. Seeing Bai Yuyue lying unconscious on the ground and disheveled, she seemed to understand what had happened.
He rushed over angrily, hugged Bai Yuyue tightly, pulled up her clothes along the way, and shouted angrily:
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?!"
Cang Xilin didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Yuyueque in Hanshuang's arms, as if he was very dissatisfied with being interrupted.
"What am I doing? Huh, you should ask her!" Cang Xilin came back to her senses and said coldly, "You should also know? She was in the house with the big shopkeeper of Wangjiang Tower at night! "