The concubine loves evil: the lazy emperor, you are miserable

Chapter 91 Lost First Kiss 5
Not only did this guy come in, he also ruined a painting she was about to finish.

Shiyu Ningqing tried to persuade her a few more words, but seeing that Gu Leer still refused to open the door, she had to give up.

Repeatedly told her to be careful, to close the doors and windows, and then left.

Gu Le'er heard them say to the people outside: "Your Majesty said, there are no assassins inside, please rest assured, my lord."

Then came the voice of a strange man.

"Since the empress said no, then I will look elsewhere. If you have any clues about the assassin, please let me know."

"Don't worry, my lord, we will."

After a burst of chaotic footsteps, silence was restored outside the door.

After a while, the entire Zixiao Palace fell into a deep sleep again.

The masked man said: "Thank you for your protection, Concubine Xian."

After finishing speaking, he lifted a corner of the veil, and quickly tapped on Gu Le'er's lips.

Gu Le'er felt as if a feather brushed her lips lightly, but her whole body seemed to be hit by an electric current.

A numb, itchy feeling quickly spread from the lips to the whole body.

Before she had time to see the masked man clearly, or even react to what happened, the masked man straightened up and pulled the veil off again.

"It's a thank you."

Thank you?What thank you?
Gu Le'er thought ignorantly, but Ling Guang's brain seemed to be rusted at this moment, and it couldn't work no matter what.

Seeing that the masked man had already walked to the window and wanted to open the window, Gu Le'er became anxious.

Don't even think about what happened just now.

He whispered to him: "Hey, you haven't paid for my painting yet."

The masked man shook his head and sighed softly.

"What an insatiable woman."

Returning to Gu Le'er, with his back to the oil lamp, he pulled back the black veil over his face again.

As usual, Gu Le'er didn't have time to see his face clearly, she just felt something touched her lips again.

This came back a little heavier, not like feathers.

Warm and soft, with a little dew-like fragrance among flowers.

The numb, itchy electric shock-like feeling spread all over his body in an instant.

After a moment, the masked man straightened up and lowered his veil.

(End of this chapter)