A generation of enchantresses bewitched the harem

Chapter 227 The Secret of the Back Garden 2
Ziqian turned to me with his hands behind his back and said, "Good morning, it's just a minor injury."

I gave a low "um" and lowered my head, and the two of them were silent for a while.In the silence, we are all silent.

"Someone is here, I'm leaving first!" Ziqian hurriedly disappeared into the shadowy night, as if he hadn't appeared just now in a trance.

"Walk this way alone, sober up?" Sure enough, there was a loud voice behind me, and I turned my head to catch a glimpse of the Dao Minghuang hurriedly saluting: "Your servant has seen the emperor, and the emperor is blessed and safe!"

He glanced at the shallow footprints in the snow, but he didn't pay attention, and said, "Drinking for so long, is there any discomfort in your heart?"

I was only angry with him, so I said: "How dare a servant be unhappy at the feet of the emperor? The emperor just joked."

He laughed, and I found that there was no one behind him. He took a step closer and raised his hand as if to touch my cheek. I instinctively took a step back. I took a step forward, I didn't dare to move, he just raised his hand to lightly support my cheek, and a piece of crimson petal fell down, he said with a smile: "Yusze Xiangji, so this plum blossom is also human!"

The blush on my face was even worse. I smiled and tried to calm myself down: "Why did the emperor come out alone to sober up? Why didn't he let Concubine Xue or Concubine Huang accompany him? With a beautiful face, the emperor would not pay attention to these small things .”

I wiped my cheeks myself and smiled impeccably.

"I said that I came here specially to look for you, do you believe me or not?" He looked at me with a half-smile, the corners of his lips curled calmly.

I smiled lightly and said: "The emperor is the son of heaven, he promises everything, and the slaves will naturally believe it, why don't you believe it?" I paused, and asked him lightly: "Then what orders does the emperor have for the slaves?"

He thought for a while, then took two steps behind his hands, facing me, frowned and said with a smile: "Let me ask you, is our bet still worth it?"

I said, "I said it a long time ago, so I won't count it."

He pondered for a while and said, "It seems that I didn't agree to not count!"

I smiled: "So what, I don't want to gamble anymore." He looked at me with a smile and asked: "Why?"

(End of this chapter)