I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 2101 Che song: I want to find her

Yubi looked at her sadly: "Such words really hurt my heart."

"Why are you sad?" The cold plaster was like the wind in the night under her wound, which made her feel less uncomfortable, and her tone softened a lot.

"Wei Zheng and I are done." Yubi raised her lips bitterly, as if she was relieved: "I don't bother with harem battles, so I don't care whether I live or die."

"Another infatuated person." Ruoge murmured to himself, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and the concubine, who was thinking about her thoughts, could not hear clearly.

Yupin suddenly thought of something.

She showed guilt and embarrassment: "Miss Ruoge, I know there is no real friendship in the harem, it's all about saving face, but what Concubine Meng Xian said... I'm afraid you will think too much, I'm not trying to please you and want to be favored, you Do you know?"

"I know that whether a person wants to be favored or not can be shown on his face. If you really want to be favored by the emperor, how can you do such things as destroying the nine clans and beheading?" Ruoge patted Clap her hand: "Don't think too much, look at your face, you must not have a good rest."

"It's hard to avoid the pain of losing your true love, but I'll get through it." Yubi tried her best to raise the corners of her crescent-like lips.

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The Qianqing Palace at night is extremely desolate.

Murong Che's stand-in couldn't play with the woman all day long, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

However, Murong Che didn't want to flip the sign right now, so Director Feng stepped forward holding the peach blossom red he had specially asked for. The light scent of wine permeated the air, even overshadowing the smell of magic flowers. Murong Che was dressed loosely and lazily. Leaning on the wicker chair, she smiled intoxicatingly: "Mr. Feng, you are really old, why are you so slow in getting a pot of wine?"

"The emperor drank a little too much." Director Feng whispered, it was the first time he had seen the emperor who could drink so badly.

Although he had heard from Ruoge that the emperor was poor at drinking, at first he thought that Miss Ruoge just felt sorry for the emperor and couldn't bear the emperor to get drunk, but now it seems that there is no one in the palace who knows the emperor better than Miss Ruoge.

"I think you are talking too much." Murong Che raised his finger and pointed at him, his eyes blurred: "Bring the wine."

Taking advantage of Murong Che's closing eyes for a nap, Manager Feng replaced the wine with plain water, and handed it over tremblingly. Murong Che raised his dragon eyes slightly, took it, swallowed it up, and drank happily: "Good wine. "

Director Feng was dripping with cold sweat, thinking: I am really drunk.

Murong Che likes to toss people when he's drunk, his loose shirt is open, and his obscene trousers are also hanging down on his waist, revealing his abdominal muscles and mermaid lines. With his eyes closed, his handsome cheeks were flushed: "Ruoge, Ruoge, little pigeon, why are you ignoring me, why are you so bad."

Manager Feng couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Why does the emperor act like a child in private?

"Your Majesty, let's go rest."

"If you don't rest, why should you rest? I want to wait for the little pigeon to come." He breathed out the alcohol and tapped his head: "It's hard, little pigeon, kiss, hug, and touch."

Manager Feng blushed: "Your Majesty, Miss Ruoge is not here, she is in her room. Didn't the Emperor punish Miss Ruoge just today?"

"Where is it? I'm going to look for her." Murong Che took his long legs off the pillar and walked out unsteadily. Manager Feng followed with his cloak and put it on for him: "Your Majesty, don't go. , Miss Ruoge is probably asleep."

(End of this chapter)