After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 539
She has a round oval face, with dark eyeballs, flushed cheeks, and a youthful and lively atmosphere around her. Her complexion is crystal clear, her complexion is like snow, and there is a small dimple on her oval face.

Reminded by the female officer, she stood up abruptly and saluted Li Cang with a shy face, very delicate and beautiful.

She was wearing a white blouse and a white pleated skirt, sitting there, dignified and noble, quiet and elegant, so pure and tender, like a budding lotus, spotless.

Li Cang clasped his hands together, "What questions does the donor want the poor monk to answer?"

"Sit." She pointed to the seat opposite.

Li Cang sat down with a dull expression, but his eyes did not stay on her face for a moment, and there was a trace of aura that strangers should not enter all over his body.

An Yue looked around and ordered the female officer to take all the maids down.

In a blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the huge bedroom.

She leaned closer and said in a low voice: "Holy Monk, I have a hidden disease. I went to the doctor to see it, and they said that it can't be cured by medicine, so I want to ask the Holy Monk."

Li Cang didn't speak, and still didn't look at her, as if he was waiting for her next words.

She looked around anxiously, and suddenly said: "Most people are very sensitive to pain and feel uncomfortable, but I don't know why, I like pain very much."

As she said that, she took off her outer shirt and fanned her cheeks with her hands. It was clearly early spring, but she felt extraordinarily hot.

Li Cang frowned slightly, and felt that his throat was dry and hoarse.

He picked up the teapot in front of him and poured a glass of water, his hand was weak, and the freshly brewed tea accidentally spilled on An Yue's hand with thick smoke.

"Ah, so cool!"

Li Cang: "??"

He looked at An Yue in surprise, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Li Cang only felt powerless all over his body, and suddenly thought of the past and Yin Jiuqing in his mind...

He shook his head fiercely, and drove those pictures out of his mind, but the more he suppressed, those blushing and heartbeating things penetrated into his mind everywhere.

It was eroding his sanity bit by bit.

He propped himself up on the table and stood up, his face as pure as jade was already flushed deeply.

He spoke unsteadily, "The poor monk is not feeling well, please take a step first."

After speaking, he stumbled towards the door.

However, before touching the door, the whole person was suddenly thrown to the ground by a force.

An Yue rode on his waist, at this moment, the closed door was suddenly opened.

Then, came the angry voice of the Empress Dowager.

"Call the emperor over."

The maids from outside the hall rushed in quickly, and the whole bedroom was in chaos.

In an inconspicuous corner, someone silently replaced the incense burner, destroying the evidence.

After a while, Nan Rong appeared at the gate of the hall with a gloomy expression.

Without going inside, he saw An Yue in disheveled clothes at a glance, even a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed, and a thin layer of underwear was on her body.

Li Cang stood quietly on one side, his face flushed, but his eyes were extraordinarily clear.

He didn't know why he suddenly remembered those pictures just now.

But even so, he couldn't pretend to be anyone.

Therefore, as long as that person is not her, even if he suffers to death, he will not take another look.

(End of this chapter)