The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 242 Find her for me!

The snow outside Qian'an Hall had been swept clean, but the wind was still howling. Jiang Meng couldn't help but gasped, and tightened the mink fur coat that was wrapped around him.

If he hadn't counted the time carefully today, he would not have noticed that the time had passed so quickly.

It's another winter.

What was he doing last winter?

What is she doing again.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, things have changed.

The door of the Leng Palace was ajar, and Lin Zhize, the guard guarding the Leng Palace, was already asleep. Jiang Meng quietly pushed open the door, stepping on the thick snow, and walked in with one foot deep and one shallow foot.

Inside, it was also pitch black.

"Your majesty... Your majesty, let's go back." An Huai's voice had already started to tremble, probably it was such a night that he really scared him.

"I want to go back to you!" Jiang Meng cursed angrily, and gave him a look: "The mistress is fine here, but you are scared!"

After all, he continued to move forward.

Yes, women live in it.

She has lived here for a long, long time.

He has always thought, maybe everyone once thought that the position of the emperor will allow people to enjoy supreme power, the emperor can favor the people he loves, the emperor can kill the people he hates, everything in this world is The emperor's, too, you can do whatever you want, and you can come to whatever you want.

But.There is no such good job in the world.

Now Jiang Meng felt more and more obvious that he was tired.

It has been more than two years since he took the throne, especially this year, he is really tired.

The person he loves the most is imprisoned in the cold palace by his own hands. He wants to see her get farther and farther away from him, but there is nothing he can do.

If you can't even protect the person you love the most, you are really useless.

Jiang Mengjing quietly walked up to the second floor. The light inside was very dim, and the temperature was even colder than outside.

He couldn't wait to go and see what happened to the woman lying on the bed.

In the morning, she covered her head tightly with the quilt, and he was already so distressed that he almost died. Now, he can probably see it... I can see her injury, what happened.

only……

Who is that sleeping figure crawling beside the bed?

His figure was so familiar, even Han Yumin's quilt was covered with a thick coat, and he just quietly crawled beside her, as if he had already fallen asleep.

It was Lin Zixuan.

Jiang Meng stared blankly at the lonely figure who seemed to make him jealous, and clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, he was more afraid than every moment before.

Lin Zixuan, he just stayed by her side like this, coming every day, which made Jiang Meng's eyes red.

This general was carefully selected by him, and he did not want that woman. If he angered Lin Zixuan because of this matter, wouldn't he become the laughing stock of the world!

However, he can't do it without being angry.

He can't do it after all!
Standing like this under the faint candlelight, I didn't know how long I was in a daze, and finally, An Huai's trembling voice came from behind: "Your Majesty, we..."

"Well, let's go."

Jiang Meng lowered his head and replied lightly, his eyes were already red and sore, it was as if he had touched the spring water in his hand, he watched the spring water go by drop by drop, but he didn't know anything. can not do this.

Now, he doesn't qualify.

When he came back to his senses, he seemed to have heard Han Yumin muttering in his dream, "Your Majesty..."

Turning her head suddenly again, she was still lying there quietly, with Lin Zixuan and her by her side, from this point of view, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Most of the time, it was Han Yumin who was lying in his arms. He would hug her and let her grab his clothes, but he was reluctant to wake her up and let her go.

Many times, Jiang Meng even thought that in this world, he was the only one who loved this woman the most.

But now, he saw another man's contribution.

He said, as long as she is happy.

Jiang Meng took a deep breath and left.

He was still reluctant to wake Han Yumin up. Since she was uncomfortable and she was already asleep, let her sleep.

It's also impossible for me to finish the memorial in batches in the middle of the night like before, and then sneak into her bed quietly to scare her in the morning.

"Your Majesty, are you going to sleep now?" An Huai asked cautiously after returning to the bedroom.

These days, An Huai has always been cautious by Jiang Meng's side, for fear that Jiang Meng would chop him up if he gets angry.

Jiang Meng rubbed his red and sour eyes, and said softly: "It's cold, bring me some stronger wine."

"But your majesty, if it's cold, this servant will bring you some warm clothes..."

"I want to drink!"

Jiang Meng stared at An Huai with reddened eyes, "Why, you, a eunuch, also want to take care of my daily life?"

An Huai panicked suddenly, knelt down with a "plop", kowtowed his head non-stop, and the carpet was hit with a "bang bang" sound.

Jiang Meng sat up straight dejectedly, and said softly: "Go, I'll wait."

I don't know when, snowflakes began to fall sporadically outside again, An Huai brought the wine, watching Jiang Meng put himself into the house alone, he also sighed and picked up the broom, and felt in the dark , Continue to clear the snow in front of the door.

The light in the dormitory was very dim. After sweeping the snow, An Huai could only sit at the door, hugging his knees, sticking his ears to the door, and listening to the movement inside - otherwise, the emperor would not let him in, but he I was also worried about what would happen if the emperor drank too much, so I was trembling again, like walking on thin ice.

The current emperor is completely different from before. Such a violent and volatile master will torture him to death sooner or later.

An Huai sighed helplessly, and suddenly, he heard the sound of porcelain smashing from inside.

"Your Majesty?" An Huai stood up abruptly, clutching her chest - the Emperor has been so stimulated today, will it be...

He pushed open the door and looked at Jiang Meng who was already drunk.

"Yu'er..."

He changed it lightly, and the wine glass in his hand, along with the wine jug, fell to pieces.

In An Huai's memory, the emperor's alcohol capacity is still good, but no matter how good he is, he can't stand drinking like this!

It was a big night again, and the alcohol was so strong that every jug of wine that was broken on the ground had already been drunk.

"Your Majesty, my servant... I will take you to rest..." An Huai walked over cautiously, pulled up Jiang Meng who was already limp, and was about to help him up, but was slapped by Jiang Meng and fell to the ground.

He raised his head with drunken eyes, and said vaguely in his mouth: "Go...get my Yu'er...to find me..."

An Huai was taken aback.

Han Yumin is now asleep in the cold palace, let him find her?Isn't this, the Arabian Nights?
So he stood up slowly, and just about to persuade him a few more words, Jiang Meng tore his collar, dragged him over, and heard him say in a drunken voice, "Go now!"

"Your majesty, this slave really..."

"Don't go?" He tilted his head, "No, I'll get my sword right now and chop you up..."

(End of this chapter)