maid's harem life

Chapter 31

"Who is that woman? Is it the maid who protected the emperor's sword that day?"

"It looks a bit like..."

Mingxie didn't listen to the extra words, just lifted his foot and stepped out.

For a month, the Dark Dynasty.

It was already bright, and the sun was shining down on the black court clothes, but it couldn't warm the dark color, Mingxie paused, looked at the backs of the two people walking away, just one glance, and then went out without looking back .

Qingyin shook her head comfortably, the side of her face was warm, she couldn't help shrinking her body inward, the scent still lingered in her nose.

No, this smell....

He opened his eyes abruptly, only to see a bright yellow figure bump into his eyes, so abrupt that his brain had no time to react.

Underworld Emperor put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and turned around when he heard the rustling of the quilt.

"you're awake."

"Why am I here?" Qingyin looked around, it was Emperor Hades' bedroom.

"People from the Dark Dynasty sent you back." Underworld Emperor did not step forward, instead wrapping his hands around his chest, one arm was placed below.

Qingyin stared at Emperor Hades closely, but she couldn't see any flaws, such eyes, such evil feeling...

"Your servant sees the emperor" hurriedly got up from the bed and knelt before the collapse.

"Did you just realize it?" Underworld Emperor smiled instead of anger, and stepped forward a few steps: "Get up."

"Your Majesty Xie" Qingyin tremblingly raised her eyes to look at Emperor Hades, what's going on?With a subconscious grasp of the hand, something knocked it.

Looking down, it was a small white jade bottle, lying in the palm, just right.

Qingyin pulled out the cork and poured out a small pill, which was the antidote.

I was ecstatic in my heart, that Emperor Zun didn't lie to himself.

"Your Majesty, this is the antidote." Qingyin raised her hand and raised the pill in her hand with a smile.

"The antidote." Underworld Emperor looked at her suspiciously: "How could you have it?"

"Yes..." Seeing Emperor Underworld staring at her, Qingyin hurriedly withdrew her hand resentfully: "It was given by the emperor."

After a while, she couldn't be sure that the emperor was Emperor Ming.

"Huang Zun." Underworld Emperor tightly frowned, and the words he spit out were full of gnashing of teeth: "How could he give you the antidote."

Hearing his words, Qingyin was at a loss for words for a moment, holding the pill tightly with one hand, faltering and saying: "Slave, slave..."

"Okay." Emperor Underworld saw how embarrassed she was, and he didn't want to tease her anymore: "Bring it."

"Oh, good." Qingyin hurriedly passed the pill in his hand, and just about to put it on his open palm, he quickly retracted it.

"What's wrong."

"This..." Qingyin opened his mouth and shook the pill in his hands: "It's not like this."

Underworld Emperor pretended to be puzzled and withdrew his hand, and with a force, he tore the wound open: "Um..."

Qingyin was startled, but saw a gorgeous red flower blooming quickly on the man's dragon robe: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you."

Emperor Hades folded his hands on his chest, and sat down on the soft bed beside him. Qingyin hurriedly followed, and saw that he tore open the front of his chest with one hand, and on his bare chest, the wound under the gauze had been stretched open, bloody gurgling down.

Taking the dry towel at the side, Qingyin squatted down carefully, trying not to touch the wound, and wiped it carefully on the outside of the gauze.

A small face stared at it solemnly, and the pill was still tightly held in his hand, for fear that if he let go, it would be gone.

"How is your injury?" Underworld Emperor lowered his eyes and glanced at her.

"Go back to the emperor, it's ready." Qingyin didn't know how to bandage it, but raised her head and looked at Emperor Ming: "Your Majesty, this pill is..."

"What is it?" Knowingly, but still asking evilly.

Qingyin didn't know how to speak, but remembering the water feeding in the past, she put her heart down, put the pill into her mouth, pressed her head down, and met Emperor Ming's lips.

Soft touch, but it's been a long time since he opened his lips, Qingyin froze, opened his eyes and looked at each other in embarrassment.

Simply, the tip of the tongue protruded slightly, Emperor Ming raised his eyebrows and put it in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Ming Lingmo stepped in hastily and shouted, causing Qingyin to back away in a panic, Emperor Ming swallowed the pill.

"Mo'er..." the man whispered, pulling the dragon robe that had been pulled down to his shoulders.

"Brother" Lingmo raised the hem of her skirt with both hands, and when she approached the two of them, she leaned over and wrapped her hands around Emperor Hades' neck: "Why did she kiss you?"

The man smiled slightly, looked at Qingyin ambiguously from the corner of his eyes, and smiled lightly: "Because..., she is feeding brother medicine."

Lingmo looked at Qingyin who was standing aside with deep doubts: "Brother, Mo'er will feed you in the future."

Underworld Emperor didn't speak, but straightened his clothes to cover up the wound, seeing that Qingyin was still hanging his head, he waved his hand: "You go down first."

"Yes" Qingyin Fushen walked out.

Seeing her walking away, Underworld Emperor looked at his chest and frowned. His sword really pierced deeply.

Fortunately, Qingyin didn't notice it, and her voice returned to its original evil charm, so she didn't need to rely on internal force to suppress it.

"Brother, have you found Concubine Xue?" Lingmo got up, and squatted obediently in front of Emperor Underworld.

"No..." The man stretched out his hand and put it on her head. Following his force, Lingmo's right cheek leaned against his leg, rubbing gently.

"Brother, what are you going to do." Lingmo murmured softly, her clear voice was suppressed by emotions, she wanted to cry, she wanted to cry, her eyes were sore and swollen, but she didn't dare to cry out.

"Mo'er, it's been ten years, haven't you come here as usual?" Underworld Emperor leaned his back into the slump behind him, raised his chin slightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother, you must find that bloody concubine, I want her to suffer like that, it's heart-wrenching." Lingmo clenched her fists angrily: "Could it be that there's really no news at all?"

Underworld Emperor opened his eyes, and his bright black pupils were gradually replaced by dark red waves. Such hatred was burning so fiercely that it couldn't be extinguished.

"Brother" realized that something was wrong with him, Lingmo hurriedly got up, and pressed his hands on his shoulders: "Time can't wait, if this continues, you..."

Underworld Emperor let out a deep breath with difficulty, panting slightly: "Concubine Xue, I will definitely find her."

"Brother, that blood slave will only be useful if you find the blood concubine. Then, it will be your day of liberation." Lingmo rubbed her head against Emperor Underworld's cheek: "That maid, have you fallen in love with her?"

But the man didn't answer, time was running out, he knew better than anyone else: "This time, I think she can still hide, even if it takes all the world, I will dig her out."

Lingmo stopped talking, leaned quietly on Emperor Hades' shoulder, closed her eyes, and after a long time, she muttered: "Brother's shoulder is the safest."

As soon as Qingyin left the dormitory, she hurried to the Sacred Heart Hall, not knowing what happened to the concubine Yao.

Ming Shi did not leave the palace directly, but went to Ming Yao.

Without Qingyin by his side, the days are plain and bitter. Mingyao holds the paintbrush in one hand, his handsome face, with the deep contours wandering in the sunlight, with five fingers pressing the rice paper, the indifferent purple, extremely lonely .

Mingxie stood outside the hall and didn't go in for a long time.A pen, how can I write the loneliness in my heart, how can I open the door of my heart that has been closed for a long time.

As soon as he stepped in, the tall figure hid all the sunlight in front of Mingyao, and raised his head with a frown.

He happily put down the paintbrush in his hand, got up in a hurry, and tripped over the stool behind him.

The maid on one side hurriedly helped him up, and Ming Shi sat down beside him: "What are you doing?"

Mingyao pushed the rice paper on the table in front of him, the rising sun was bright red, as if he was standing right in front of him, almost blinded by the stabbing.

This must be his heart, which has been suppressed for a long time, and there is no one to talk to.

"I'm going out for a month, and during this period, I won't come here again."

Ming Yao's hands on the table froze, and he picked up a pen: "Where are you going?"

"The emperor was assassinated. I want to find out the dark dynasty and wipe it out within a month." Mingxie looked out gloomyly, with a chill on his cold face: "If you don't come back..."

A trace of anxiety flashed in Mingyao's calm eyes, he grabbed his wrist with one hand and shook his head.

The corner of the mouth lightly outlined a beautiful arc, and Mingxie looked at him: "If you can't come back, remember, you have to live well."

Ming Yao took a piece of white rice paper: "Don't go."

"The distinction between monarch and minister is that he is the emperor and I am a minister. Besides, the power of the dark dynasty is gradually expanding, and it is time to eradicate it." Mingxie resolute Qiyin, the corners of his brows caught a ray of sunshine, and his eyes opened brightly.

"I know, he left me in the palace just to tie you down." Ming Yao put down his pen, thought for a while, and said again: "Leave me alone, he won't do anything to me."

"Yao..." Mingxie looked up at him with a serious face: "I don't allow you to say that, you are not a burden."

Crushing the rice paper with one hand, Ming Yao nodded and lowered his head.

I can't speak, let alone express my inner thoughts.Even if you can speak, you can't talk about it.

Ming Shi sat for a while, then stood up: "I have to go home, Yao... don't be alone all the time."

Ming Yao sat in the distance, just nodding his head silently, his lonely face gradually darkened.

Seeing that he was always low and gloomy, Ming Shi secretly sighed and stepped out.

Behind him, the man put his hands on the edge of the table and stood up. Step by step, he followed Ming Shi's footprints and walked out.

The two were separated by a long distance, he seemed to not want to be discovered by Ming Shi, so he followed quietly behind him, lightened his footsteps, and followed Ming Shi's rhythm, he was slow, he was slow, he was fast, I am also fast.

Mingxie didn't notice the movement behind him, and when he lowered his head, he saw a green shoot protruding from the gap in the corridor.

(End of this chapter)