maid's harem life

Chapter 41

"Hmm..." Underworld Emperor's shoulders moved unexpectedly. Although he didn't wake up, the expression on his face worried Qingyin even more.Is it really okay, why does it look so uncomfortable.

On such a day, she half-kneeled to pull the brocade quilt on Emperor Hades' bed, and was about to cover him when she saw him turn over and press the quilt under her body.

Qingyin hurriedly withdrew her hand, looked up, and saw a bed of silk quilt not far away on the soft bed.

When she walked there, she hugged the quilt to her full bosom, and just about to put it on Emperor Hades, her bent body suddenly became stiff.

I saw that the lower abdomen of the brocade quilt looked like a mass of red flames, along the way, all the way up, saying it was a flame, but it was not accurate, Qingyin took two steps back in a panic, really couldn't tell what it was. what.

It was as if something was parading along his strong chest, driving straight up.She stared wide-eyed in shock, clasped the quilt tightly with both hands, and couldn't close her half-open mouth.

"Have you seen enough?" The cold voice suddenly pulled her back.

She hurriedly met the man's eyes, only to see that his face was indifferent, and his upper body was already covered under the pajamas.

Qingyin closed her eyes with difficulty, trying to see some clues from him, but she couldn't find out. The scene just now was very much like a hallucination, but she was sure that she really saw it.

"Qingyin." Underworld Emperor charmed Qiyin: "What did you see?"

"Servant." She gritted her teeth and replied timidly, "Servant saw something red."

Underworld Emperor's eyes sank, and he propped up his upper body with one hand: "Tell me, are you afraid?"

This is not a big deal, when the real illness occurs, Emperor Hades is afraid that he will frighten her.

Qingyin met his eyes. Although she was surprised at the scene just now, she is not afraid at all in her heart now. On the contrary, there is a kind of sore pain: "Your servant is not afraid."

Underworld Emperor seemed very satisfied with such an answer, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked at her again: "Why are you here?"

"Slaves are worried..." He spit it out in a flash, Qingyin lowered his head shyly, and saw his hand as soon as his eyes fell.

"Your Majesty, does your hand still hurt?"

Underworld Emperor followed her gaze and landed on his wrist, smiling lightly but extremely charmingly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Qingyin's eyes turned red, and she clenched the quilt in her arms even tighter, her throat was choked and uncomfortable, her knees softened and she knocked on the ground: "Your Majesty, please punish your servant."

If you accept the punishment, you won't feel so uncomfortable in your heart.

Obviously, Emperor Hades would not do what she wished, and smiled a few times: "Get up, it's just a slash."

Now it's easy to say, Qingyin moved her feet and slowly stood up, just hugging the quilt, unable to advance or retreat.

"Come here." Underworld Emperor waved, but saw that she was still standing with a vigilant look on her face.

He thought it was the scene just now that frightened her: "Why, I'm really that scary."

"No." Qingyin hastily denied, seeing that he had been staring at her, then stepped forward and covered him with the quilt.

Just as he was about to get up, Emperor Hades grabbed his hand and moved his body to the inside: "Sit down."

"Ah." Qingyin kept her original state anxiously, and Emperor Hades made her sit down with a forceful hand.

The temperature of the palm is very warm.Underworld Emperor half body leaned back, his evil eyes looked at the woman unscrupulously, Qingyin raised her eyes, saw his eyes were burning like a torch, and hurriedly pressed her head down.Both cheeks were blushing.

Being stared at by others was really uncomfortable, she sat up straight to cover up, but she didn't dare to look directly at Emperor Ming.

As for the man, he was weak, so he just leaned on and didn't speak, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

Qingyin turned her face sideways, her thick black eyelashes flickered under the ambiguous gauze lamp.The small bridge of the nose is slightly tilted, the red lips are tightly closed, and from time to time, she nibbles with her white teeth.

"Qingyin, you look..." Hades paused, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the woman's expression tightened, and her small face met his playful eyes.

I don't care what anyone says, just... I just want to leave a place in his heart.

Emperor Ming didn't say the words he had paused, every time he wanted to tease her, but after seeing the nervous expression on her face, he died down.

For his reaction, Qingyin didn't find it strange, and it wasn't the first time that he only spoke in half.

After a long silence, Underworld Emperor finally couldn't resist and closed his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Qingyin quietly stood by the side until he was sure that he was fast asleep before getting up.

Seeing that he was still maintaining his previous posture, she walked up to Emperor Hades, wrapped one hand around the man's neck and put it on his shoulder, and grabbed one arm with the other.

He almost exhausted all the strength in his body, and his little face was even more flushed. With great difficulty, he finally helped the body on which Emperor Hades was leaning.Putting his hair aside, Qingyin carefully took the brocade quilt until it completely covered his whole body, and then wiped off his sweat with confidence.

Qingyin didn't go out immediately, but stood blankly in front of the bed for a long while, staring at the sleeping face of Emperor Ming, showing off his face calmly.

She stepped carefully, and after taking two steps, she turned back again.

Walking to the candlestick, he suddenly extinguished the fire.That way, you can get a good night's sleep.

The heart she had been hanging on was finally completely let go.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, and even my steps became brisk.

"Ouch..." the woman cried out in pain, and she bumped her knee against the leg of the table.Vaguely, I could still hear the exhalation: "It hurts to death...."

Qingyin pouted her small mouth, gently rubbed her hand, the pain was suppressed in her throat, and she limped out with a few wisps of moonlight coming in from outside.

Before leaving, he did not forget to close the gate of the palace.

As soon as she got outside, she found a place with bright light, and carefully lifted up the hem of the skirt, only to see a black and purple patch on her knees: "Wow, it's so ugly."

After saying a word, the woman actually laughed out loud by herself: "Anyway, no one will see it if it is covered."

At that time, I just didn't know it yet, and it was because I liked someone that I cared about his thoughts, so even I cared about him.

Underworld Emperor didn't go to court for two consecutive days, and Qingyin didn't dare to go there again. Mingyao, knowing that something happened to Yaofei, was willing to take medicine obediently.

Qingyin rubbed her red eyes, and looked dryly at the concubine Yao who was sleeping on the couch.Priest Fan's face was even more serious, and several servant girls were standing in front of the bed, looking up at him.

The concubine Yao still maintained her previous sleeping posture, the cruelty that did not match her face dissipated, and she turned out to be such a quiet woman.

Priest Fan took the wet towel from the servant girl, bent over to her forehead: "Let the servant girl come."

Seeing this, Qingyin wanted to take a step forward.

"No need." Priest Fan did not raise his eyes, wiped it lightly a few times, and straightened up.

Qingyin couldn't help but grasp the hem of the skirt tightly with both hands, why didn't she wake up until now, wouldn't there be any accidents?

Just thinking about it, but saw Priest Fan bent down again, on the couch, Yaofei first raised her eyebrows, groaned, and then faintly woke up.

Voiceless was overjoyed, and saw that she opened her eyes, first she looked up in confusion, then turned and looked over.

"Demon..." Priest Fan called softly, and the cold face under the ghost's face finally eased.

Concubine Yao stared at him blankly, then quickly turned her head, and Qingyin stepped forward in confusion, only to see the woman looking back again, with an unbelievable expression on her face: "Van."

Convinced that she wasn't dreaming, she hurriedly wanted to get up, and just moved, she lay back down again: "Ah..."

"Yaofei." Qingyin hurried forward and pressed her shoulders: "You just woke up, and your body hasn't recovered yet."

"I really want to lie on the bed like this all the time." The concubine Yao didn't make trouble, she lay down obediently, stretched out the brocade quilt with one hand, and grabbed the hem of the priest's clothes: "What's wrong with me."

"It's okay." He bent down dotingly, completely ignoring the maid who was in the room over there: "It's ready."

"En." Yao Fei lowered her eyes and nodded, on top of that charming face, there was only a shy daughter's attitude.

Seeing that the two of them were like this, Qingyin dismissed the others knowingly and followed him.

Priest Fan sat on the bed, saw that everyone had gone away, so he stroked the woman's cheek with one hand: "Is there any discomfort?"

The concubine Yao stretched out her hand and held his palm tightly: "Van..."

After only one sentence, he choked up: "Why, we have to suffer so much."

She also hopes that, like ordinary people, she would rather not be a concubine.

The Vatican priest held her hand tightly behind his back: "Demon, Emperor Hades is ill."

"How could it be? Isn't it the ninth day tomorrow?" The concubine Yao had doubts on her face, and the expression on her face was clearly joyful.

"It was Qingyin who cut Emperor Hades' wrist in order to save you." Priest Fan brushed her loose hair away with one hand: "In the past few days, he can't be injured a little bit."

"This..." Yaofei's eyes froze: "This Qingyin really has such courage."

The Vatican priest remained silent, wrapped his fingertips around her soft black hair, and looked at it with his eyes.

"She must have been very uncomfortable at that time." The concubine Yao had just woken up, her voice was still hoarse with discomfort: "Why are you so stupid... Fortunately, I can still laugh in front of people."

In the voice, there was a trace of pity unconsciously missing: "Fan, why is the blood slave so voiceless?"

The Vatican priest also sighed softly, and only spit out three words: "It is destined."

Concubine Yao moved her body with difficulty, her whole body was weak and boneless: "That's just a blood curse, it has nothing to do with Qingyin."

"Demon..." Priest Fan's words were so heavy that the woman had to turn her head to look at him: "What's wrong."

"I have a way."

"What way." Yaofei looked at him with a solemn expression.

"Tomorrow, on the ninth day of the lunar month, let the voiceless blood sacrifice." Every word was clear, and even when I said it, I couldn't help feeling flustered.

"What? I can't." The demon concubine immediately grabbed the sleeve of the Vatican priest: "It can't be like that. Without the blood concubine, there is no blood sacrifice."

(End of this chapter)