maid's harem life

Chapter 27

It was like a joke, but she took it seriously.

Underworld Emperor patted her head with one hand, smiled lightly and said nothing.

However, Lingmo took it seriously and straightened her sleeves to her shoulders. It was the first time that Qingyin saw the so-called Shougongsha.

A little vermilion, very enchanting, bloodthirsty Huayao, but it hurt her eyes.

"Brother, this Shougong Sha will always be with Mo'er, she symbolizes the purity of our Ming Dynasty women."

Qingyin caressed her arm subconsciously, and the pain pierced her heart, which made her almost unable to stand.

Underworld Emperor looked cold, pulled down Lingmo's sleeves, and leaned back into the back of the chair.

Seeing that he was a bit weird, Lingmo shut her mouth obediently, and ate lunch on his lap.

Underworld Emperor looked at one place with his long and narrow eyes, and saw Qingyin staring at the ground in a daze, holding her elbow tightly with one hand.

Those delicate eyes lost some of their spirit at this moment, as if they had sensed something, Qingyin raised her head abruptly, and met his eyes.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Emperor Underworld's mouth. His beautiful thin lips outlined an evil curve, and his shining eyes did not dodge in the slightest.

Qingyin recalled that day when he flung his sleeves away, but seeing that smile again now made her lower her head in shock.

The man was not annoyed, but laughed because of her actions.

Lingmo turned around hesitantly, and looked at Emperor Hades: "Brother." Seeing that he retracted his smile, she turned her attention to Qingyin.

"Sister demon."

Yaofei put down the silver chopsticks in her hand, picked up the brocade handkerchief in her sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth lightly: "What's wrong."

"I want her." Lingmo pointed at Qingyin with one hand, "Is it okay, Sister Yao."

Qingyin opened her mouth slightly in shock, she was just a lowly maidservant and couldn't say a word.

Concubine Yao glanced sideways at Qingyin, then withdrew her gaze and glanced at Emperor Ming's indifferent face: "Since Mo'er likes..."

"Mo'er." Sure enough, the words were cut off: "This maid, my brother has already asked the concubine Yao several times, but she still refuses to let her go. If I agree with you today, I will take her first." Take it with you."

Lingmo withdrew her hand in reluctance, Yaofei also wisely clicked, leaving only her voiceless voice, thinking slowly.

Does this count as protecting yourself?

But, why would Emperor Underworld prefer to let himself stay by Yaofei's side instead of following the princess?
"Then, let's forget it." Lingmo turned around and had lunch again, time seemed to pass very slowly.

After a long time, several people got up, and Qingyin finally breathed a sigh of relief and removed the meal.

The concubine Yao didn't let her follow, and she didn't return to the Sacred Heart Hall alone until the moon went down to the west mountain.

Qingyin turned on the wick and waited on the concubine Yao. She was on duty tonight, she put down the curtain and saw that there was nothing abnormal in the house, so she stood at the door.

Outside, it was really bitterly cold, Qingyin put her hands around her sides and leaned against the door.

The wind, penetrating layers of barriers, blows over and over again without stopping.

Inside the bustling imperial palace, there was a bit of depression, and the glory receded, but it was like a whistling whistle.

Qingyin lowered her head, and was just a little dozed off when she was awakened by a female voice.

It seemed to be crying, suppressed, but unable to restrain it, it came out muffled.

After searching for a long time as if facing a formidable enemy, Qingyin realized that it was actually coming from the hall of the Yaofei.

Her mind seemed to be blasted with a bang, she rushed in without even thinking about it: "Yaofei, Yaofei..."

On the bed, veils flew in groups. In the dimness, the two hugging tightly had no time to separate, and they were stunned on the spot by the woman who broke in.

"Yao... concubine..." Qingyin stopped her feet even more anxiously, she could only stare and look forward.

Priest Fan retreated slightly, but did not get up.

"Who told you to come in." The concubine Yao didn't care to wipe the tears on her face, her tone was as cold as ice, and she wanted to tear the girl below her apart.

"Demon." Beside him, the Vatican priest looked at Qingyin in a calm tone: "Forget it."

For the two of them, there were still hugging folds on their clothes, which was not embarrassing, but extremely coordinated.

The door was open, and the cold wind pierced through, making Qingyin tremble all over, and she retracted her mind.

"Your Majesty, the Brahma priest spared his life, but the slaves didn't see anything."

The concubine Yao smiled coldly: "You are smart, how can I trust you? Unless, you let me cut your tongue and goug your eyes, what?"

Qingyin swallowed with difficulty, and her smooth forehead kept hitting the blanket: "Young servant, I will strictly guard this mouth and not talk nonsense... No, I didn't see anything."

Seeing that she was speaking incoherently in a hurry, Priest Fan couldn't help but twitched his lips slightly: "Demon, let her go down."

"Fan..." Yaofei looked at the man beside her in disbelief: "If it was before, you would never let her go."

Priest Fan turned and looked at her: "Demon, Emperor Hades already knew about our affairs, why bother to take her life again."

Qingyin propped her hands on her sides, not daring to move.

The concubine concubine concubine concubine restrained her arrogance, but her body was extremely weak. The excitement just now made her retch continuously: "Ugh..., ugh." The torment like rolling made her look beautiful, Pale as a sheet of white paper.

"Demon, what's wrong with you." Priest Fan held her in his arms anxiously, and patted her on the back with one hand: "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and call for the imperial doctor."

"Oh..." Qingyin paused for a moment, then quickly stood up.

"Stop." Concubine Yao stretched out her hand violently, trying to pull her back: "Don't go..."

"Demon." Priest Fan grabbed her outstretched hand and said, "Lie down quickly."

Concubine Yao grabbed his sleeve anxiously: "Fan, you think everyone in the palace knows you're here."

Priest Fan held her in his arms and looked out: "Then I'll go back."

"No, I'm really fine." Concubine Yao patted her chest with one hand: "Maybe I've caught a cold."

Seeing that her complexion had recovered a bit, Priest Fan looked at the voiceless who was standing aside, at a loss, and said, "You go down first."

"Yes." Finally, she took a breath, and just as the woman was about to leave, she was stopped by the concubine Yao.

"Stay outside the door and don't let others in, even... the emperor can't."

Qingyin had no choice but to agree, thinking, if the emperor really came, who could stop it.

Closing the opened temple door, Qingyin stood guard in the distance, not daring to take a step indiscriminately.

Inside, there were occasional whispers, and the sobbing of a woman, and from time to time, the extremely cold voice of the Vatican Priest, and overlapping figures hit the pane.

The lights went dark all at once, and all the light shining on the long corridor disappeared suddenly, as if being in an endless darkness.

Qingyin stomped her feet, rubbed her hands around her ears, breathed hot air on her lips, and dispelled the cold around her.

At the corner of the eyes, a touch of bright yellow color suddenly broke in, so dazzling, with a cruel coldness.

Yes, Underworld Emperor.

Qingyin subconsciously looked at the bedroom behind her, and she was really hit by the concubine Yao.

Behind him, just as Eunuch Fu was about to report, he was stopped by Emperor Ming with one hand. He caught sight of it at a glance, standing under the eaves, staring closely at his Qingyin.

There was a bit of dodge in her eyes, and she couldn't hide her panic.

Underworld Emperor raised the corners of his lips playfully, and his footsteps were not in a hurry, like a prey that was tightly guarded, grasping it in his hands and playing with it, but he did not appear impatient at all.

Seeing him approaching step by step, Qingyin subconsciously stepped back a few steps, blocking her body in front of the door.

Although it was an unintentional move, in the eyes of Emperor Ming, it was trying to cover up, and the smile on the corner of his lips was stained, and the next moment, he stood in front of Qingyin.

"Slave... Slave servant sees the emperor." She didn't kneel down, for fear that Emperor Hades would break in if she was not careful.

"Is the demon concubine inside?"

Qingyin took a deep breath, and Huo De raised his head to meet Emperor Ming's eyes: "Go back to the emperor, the demon concubine is asleep."

"Sleeping." He raised his eyebrows and took a step closer to her: "Open the door, I will stay in the Sacred Heart Hall today."

Qingyin had already expected that Emperor Hades would be dismissed so easily, she couldn't find a suitable reason for a while, so she could only watch him take another step closer to her.

Behind him was the hidden palace door, and in front of him was a man as dangerous as a wolf. In this round, he was stuck in the middle, in a dilemma.

Emperor Hades slightly lowered his upper body, the distance between his breaths, the warm breath lingered, and the distance between his forehead was only one finger, which could be offset.The bewitching fragrance on his body permeated Qingyin's surroundings, and every time he took a breath, he felt extremely dry and hot.

"Your Majesty, the concubine Yao has really rested." Qingyin turned her head away, her heart was beating violently in her chest, ready to come out.

"Then I won't disturb her when I go in." Underworld Emperor's voice was surprisingly calm, as if discussing, such a change made Qingyin unable to react for a long time.

"Qingyin, you are so courageous, you dare to block my way." His face sank slightly, Emperor Ming stepped back and stared at the woman under him.

The oppressive feeling went away, Qingyin exhaled: "I dare not."

Underworld Emperor looked inside with some deep meaning, his deep eyes seemed to see through everything, which made her feel inexplicably guilty.

"Eunuch Fu, open the door."

"Yes" Eunuch Fu stepped forward, and before he took a few steps, he saw Qingyin's hands stretched out on both sides, clenched into fists uneasily.

Underworld Emperor summoned Eunuch Fu, stepped forward again, and stretched out his hand.

Seeing this, Qingyin had no choice but to kneel down. Seeing that he took a step forward, she didn't care so much, so she hugged Emperor Ming's leg tightly with both hands.

"Bold." Eunuch Fu shouted loudly, seeing Qingyin kneeling obsessively, his tone softened a bit: "Miss Yin."

With his hands tightly intertwined, Underworld Emperor looked at the woman kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

His hands were very hot, and Qingyin had to stick her face to his legs because of her tight hug, which seemed extremely ambiguous to outsiders.

Underworld Emperor's charming Qi Yin, his voice is hoarse, lustful, or deeply seductive: "Qing Yin, where is your head... where is it? A man's desire can be easily ignited."

(End of this chapter)