maid's harem life

Chapter 6

There was another cry, like resentment, like weeping, like release, like restraint, and the voiceless voice stood still.

"Haha..." A high-pitched voice came out, and the voice was pulled thinly like a thread in his throat.

The woman recognized at once that it was a eunuch.

Shouldn't look, don't look.

Voiceless raised her feet in a panic, and ran endlessly, feeling disgusted in her heart, but there was no reason for it.

After finally returning to the residence, several people in the house went to bed early, and even the lights were turned off.

Qingyin climbed onto the bed by the moonlight from the window.She leaned against the window, lifted the quilt, and got in.

The woman showed her head and took out a mobile phone from under the pillow.

After the blood bath that day, it was probably soaked, and it was automatically turned off when I checked again.

Qingyin pressed the start button, and a few seconds later, the screen was displayed.

Although her heart jumped for joy, Qingyin still stared at the screen, it would be great if the little grid came out.

After the startup picture, it was the page, and the woman lowered her eyes when she glanced at it.

How could there be a signal in such a place.

Qingyin stuffed the phone back under the pillow, pulled the quilt with one hand, and put her head inside.

Early in the morning, she was woken up by several people in the same room, Qingyin rubbed her eyes uncomfortably, really sleepy.

Before Lord Yao got up, Qingyin had no choice but to stand in front of the bed and get ready for a change of clothes.

After a long time, the man lazily got up, changed his clothes and washed his clothes under the service of the servant girl.

Mingyao didn't say a word, but his eyes were always fixed on Qingyin hanging beside him.

"Lord Yao, you were already asleep when the servants came back yesterday." The woman was afraid that he would blame her, so she hurriedly said.

Mingyao walked to the desk beside him, took out a small bottle from the drawer and handed it to Qingyin.

The woman took it in a daze, and pulled out the cork, exuding a faint herbal smell.

"For slaves." Qingyin raised it, it should be ointment for wounds.

The man nodded, then ignored her.

After breakfast, Qingyin packed up, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, took some leftovers and went to the imperial garden.

"Oh boy, eat it..." The woman sat aside, took out the ointment and applied a little on the back of her hand.

The bruise behind him couldn't be painted for a while, Qingyin squeezed out a little more, picked up Ahwu, and painted it on its front legs.

The puppy whined twice, perhaps sensing the woman's kindness, so he stopped struggling and let her paint.

With a refreshing fragrance, Ah Wu actually rubbed comfortably in Qingyin's arms twice.

"Okay, don't run around." The woman stood up, saw no one around, and went out.

Life in the palace, Qingyin lived like this for a month, and as soon as she got her salary, she couldn't wait to go to the gate of the imperial garden.

"It's Miss Yin." Seeing Qingyin approaching, an eunuch hurriedly greeted her.

"Two father-in-laws, can you let me go to the altar?"

"The altar? Normally, she is not allowed to approach there. What are you doing there?" Another eunuch asked puzzledly, staring at the woman in front of him with a pair of gray eyes.

"Oh, it's like this. Last time I dropped something there, I want to look for it again." Qingyin took out the few silver coins in his sleeve and stuffed them into the hands of the two: "I'll go in for a while .”

The two looked at each other and forgot, and an eunuch asked worriedly: "The emperor will not be inside."

"No." The other person shook his head: "The emperor only goes in every fifteenth day, it's fine."

Then he opened the door: "Miss Yin, don't make things difficult for us, don't stay too long. Also, when you come back, tap three times and we will open the door for you."

"Okay, thank you." Qingyin smiled and walked in, unexpectedly it went so smoothly.

"Oh..." Just thinking about it, she fell down, and the woman got up, but what she saw was a barren land.

The weeds were half as high as her own head, and Qingyin stretched out her hands to pull them out on both sides. After walking a few steps, she saw a half-height courtyard wall.

Clinging to the top with one hand, the woman tried hard and tried a few times before turning over. Fortunately, it was not too high.

Qingyin brushed the dust off her body, and sure enough, she came in.

As far as the eye can see, the altar in the middle is set up high, and in mid-air, the giant net is still open to all directions.

In the middle of the altar, the wooden cross frame was still lonely, Qingyin didn't care to look closely, and was busy checking around the courtyard wall.

Here, it is empty, except for the enclosed courtyard wall, there is no clue at all.

Qingyin still didn't give up, knocking east and west, feeling around, and she was exhausted.

Raising her eyes, the woman saw the net at a glance. Could it be that the key lies in the net?
Qingyin hurriedly got up, not daring to hurry, so she had to walk forward cautiously.

Fortunately, the wolves were not there last time. The woman looked around and became more courageous.

The disc under the net was actually open, and from a distance, one could see a pool of scarlet, sticky, but paradoxically emitting a faint fragrance.

Qingyin stepped forward and tripped suddenly, the woman staggered and stabilized her body, lowering her eyes, she was actually wearing a bright yellow robe.

Everyone knows what this color represents.

Qingyin looked to her side, a belt embroidered in the shape of a dragon, a pair of boots of the same color, pure white delicate underwear... being casually still in one place, the woman raised her feet in astonishment, and on the dragon robe embroidered with gold thread, A small, dirty footprint has been stepped on.

Qingyin lowered her eyes and stepped forward softly.

Sure enough, in the pool of blood, Emperor Hades leaned against the edge of the wall, with his hands spread out on both sides, and the water covered the man's strong bronze chest.Only the sexy at the collarbone remains.

The eyes were closed tightly, and a black hair hung down as usual, a little bit was soaked, sinking under the body, and a little bit, it was floating on the water, tightly clinging to the chest.

The man's head was slightly raised, his eyebrows were like swords, and his thin lips were slightly pursed under his strong nose.Under the afterglow of blood, there is an indescribable evil spirit, enchanting.

He didn't seem to notice that there was another person by the pool, breathing evenly, he must have fallen asleep.

Qingyin didn't dare to stay here, so she wanted to leave.

"Shu shui..." A very soft voice resounded in my ears, like spring water ding-dong, or flowing water.

Qingyin turned around and looked into the pool of blood, she was too shocked to breathe out, and hurriedly covered the corners of her lips with her hands.

The blood on the man's chest actually started to flow slowly, gradually forming a vortex, sucking the blood around it.

The originally loose hair was stirred in, and the surroundings of Emperor Hades were dense, and even Qingyin who was standing by the pool felt a warm current.

The man leaned back, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat. With a movement in his throat, a broken roar escaped: "Ah..."

Qingyin hurriedly withdrew her spirit, backed away slowly, and ran as hard as she could after getting off the altar.

While still looking back, the woman jumped over the fence and plunged headfirst into the grass.

"Bang bang bang..." The woman knocked hard three times, and the door creaked open.

"Miss Yin, what's the matter, you're so panicked."

"Ah." Qingyin wiped his sweat indiscriminately: "Well, when I came back just now, I met a snake."

The two laughed at the same time: "Okay, let's go back earlier, it's not good to let people see it."

Qingyin gasped for a few moments, then said goodbye to the two of them.

In the altar, tranquility had been restored in front of Emperor Hades. The man opened his eyes, and the eyes were red and bright like a raging fire. In just a moment, they returned to the original coldness and blackness.

With both arms propped up, he stood up from the pool, but there was no streak of red on his body.

Underworld Emperor saw that footprint at a glance, it happened to step on the golden dragon's neck.

The man's eyebrows were furrowed, and a stern streak flashed across his eyes, but there was no one around.

Until she walked out of the Imperial Garden, Qingyin's heart was still beating fast, and she was about to burst out of her body as soon as she exerted force.

It seems that the way back is not at the altar.

The woman wrinkled her small face in distress, and her eyebrows could even wring out water.

When she returned to Mingyao Hall, Qingyin just lowered her head and bumped into her arms as soon as she stepped in.

The woman paused, then raised her head, but it wasn't Lord Yao.

The man was dressed in court clothes, his long hair was tied up, and his tall and straight figure pressed half of her body. His face was somewhat cold, but there was a touch of warmth.

Qingyin twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, but she didn't know how to salute, so she hurriedly turned her eyes to Mingyao who was sitting upright, her eyes flickering with hope.

The man opened his eyes with a rare smile, and when the voiceless voice warmed up, he turned his head.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, the woman turned around, blessed her body: "I have seen it, I have seen it..."

The man smiled and didn't speak.

Qingyin just kept the posture of saluting, neither standing nor squatting.

The maid on the side covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "This is Lord Xie."

The woman said hurriedly: "This servant has seen the prince."

Mingxie sat back when he had stood up, tapped the table lightly with one hand, and looked up at Qingyin.

"Get up."

"Thank you, my lord."

Standing aside, Qingyin saw a few sheets of rice paper spread out on the table, with a few strokes drawn here and there, but the handwriting was full of force.

"She is your maidservant."

Lord Yao glanced at the woman behind him and nodded.

Mingxie turned around, staring at Qingyin with her beautiful eyes: "Come here, what's your name."

Qingyin stepped forward, but did not dare to get too close to the man: "Slave Qingyin."

"Qingyin..." The man chewed carefully, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Ming Yao picked up the pen on the table and wrote a few words.The air was filled with a light scent of ink, Qingyin did not reject it, and took a deep breath.

The man glanced at it, then smiled and said, "Haha... isn't she just a maidservant?" Mingxie stretched out a hand, pinched the woman's chin, with ten fingers, Qingyin's cheeks ran along the sides She waved her hand: "She's not considered a character if she's so tall, such a woman is easy to catch in the palace."

Ming Yao said nothing, but nodded.

Qingyin only felt a soreness in her chin, subconsciously, she slapped her hand down.

The man was stunned for a while, the back of his hand was stiff in mid-air, the surroundings suddenly became suffocated, and the air was thin.

"You dare to disobey the king."

Qingyin hurriedly knelt down, cursing her own hands for not being able to live up to expectations: "I don't dare, I beg the prince to spare my life."

(End of this chapter)