An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 109 Going to the Sleeper Again (3)

It is estimated that Dai'an has never seen a woman who knows no good or evil like me. Others squeeze their heads and want to squeeze desperately into the emperor's bed, but I don't care.

He hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help it: "Your Majesty, there is a saying, the slave doesn't know whether to say it or not."

I said, "Well, go ahead, I won't be angry anyway for what you say."

"The servant dared to say it. It is a kind of blessing to accompany the emperor to sleep with him. It is the emperor's favor. The emperor does not favor everyone, and the empress should be happy." Dai'an stood with her head bowed, with a respectful attitude , but the tone is full of blame.This Dai'an is Wu Dalang's eunuch in charge, and his status is quite high.

"Happy bird." I muttered.

Dai'an is serious: "This is what the queen mother means. The queen mother said that the emperor and the concubine Pan are newly married, and the concubine Pan should be allowed to accompany the emperor more."

I had no choice but to obediently go to Weiyang Palace.

Wu Dalang was not in the Jiaofang Hall. An eunuch said that the emperor was still in the study, and the emperor had been in the study all day.

Hmph, it's best for Wu Dalang to stay in the study until tomorrow morning, so that I can monopolize the bed in the room without sleeping on the floor.Who knows if I lie on the ground at night, the cold I finally stopped will recur?If there is a recurrence, it is estimated that one or two bowls of brown sugar and ginger soup will not be able to fix it.

I was too happy too early, Wu Dalang didn't stay in the study all night.

After staying in the Jiaofang Hall for a long time, I didn't see Wu Dalang's shadow, so I happily climbed onto the bed and lay comfortably on the bed like a "big" on my back.Who knew that Wu Dalang would come back at this time, with the sound of "squeak" pushing the door, Wu Dalang's tall figure flashed in.

This made me very discouraged, and I got up listlessly from the bed.

Damn, this Wu Dalang is a handsome man anyway, tall and handsome, 21 years old in his prime.The little maids around him are probably all beautiful and invincible, why doesn't he strike up a casual conversation in the study, have a one-night stand or something, and treat the study as a new house?
I hugged the quilt reluctantly and was about to go to the place where I slept last night.

Thinking about it, I am very unwilling, why should I wrong myself?Have a bed but don't sleep, sleep on the floor?
My eyes rolled away, and I hugged the quilt and walked to Wu Dalang, "Wu—" met Wu Dalang's cold gaze, and quickly changed my words: "Your Majesty, you, you—are you a man?"

(End of this chapter)