Devious emperor's gossip concubine

At night, people can't help but put down their mind. After dismissing lingran and Ninglu, Su Xiaoxiao sat alone in the pavilion. He was only wearing obscene clothes. In the moonlight, his figure looked a little cold. The cool wind swept through, and it could be seen that the white figure was trembling slightly. But the woman in the pavilion never moved her steps, but still sat.

Bai Yi didn't want to stand up, but it seems that Su Xiaoxiao has been sitting alone in the pavilion at night these days. Isn't she always afraid of the cold? Why? Bai Yi thought that Su Xiaoxiao had a fever that day. If she didn't come out at night, her condition wouldn't get worse.

To avoid him?

Intuitive white clothes don't want to be the answer. Because if so, it means that his contact with her is gradually deepening, and he can only be a spectator.

Su Xiaoxiao rushed back to the room impulsively and wrapped himself tightly. But no, her body doesn't allow it. If she hadn't been lazy, there would have been no consequences now. Although she thought so, Su Xiaoxiao decided to take her time.

After all, it's too difficult to adapt to this cold.

Su Xiaoxiao was about to go back to the room to add a dress when he saw a figure whiter than her in the moonlight, staring at her.

Shit!

"Why?"

If Su Xiaoxiao didn't know Bai Yi and knew he was human, she would really think it was a fierce ghost who came to kill him.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged himself, tried to keep himself warm, and said, "why what?"

White clothes was slightly stunned. He didn't realize that he had asked. Immediately covered up: "can't you sleep?"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't answer, but asked, "you can't sleep, can you?"

White clothes picked eyebrows and looked at Su Xiaoxiao puzzled.

Su Xiaoxiao immediately reasoned and justified: "although your habit of visiting the imperial palace when you can't sleep is really bad, this can't hide the essence of your inability to sleep."

Smiling at Su Xiaoxiao in white, he seemed to restore his fairy elegant temperament at first sight, and said with a smile: "I can't sleep."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. Suddenly, a cold wind blew. Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help shaking.

Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's performance with slightly wrinkled eyebrows and eyes in white clothes, he hesitated for a moment and said, "you..."

Su Xiaoxiao waved his hand and said, "it doesn't matter. I can accept the cold. However, it won't work if it's colder. Let's chat, and I won't be cold if we chat."

Bai Yi wanted to persuade something again, but the words stopped at his mouth. As soon as the topic turned, he said, "what are you talking about?"

Su Xiaoxiao said casually, "whatever."

After a moment, he said: "... Do you know medicine?"

Su Xiaoxiao jumped, took a deep breath and said, "... I don't understand."

White clothes said, "what are you talking about?"

Su Xiaoxiao said casually again, "talk casually."

White frowned and thought, "where are the poems and paintings?"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't jump this time, but looked at white clothes with the eyes of aliens. Where on earth did she make him feel that she was a person who read poetry and books and knew medical skills?

"Change it."

Bai Yi looked at Su Xiaoxiao and stopped talking. In addition to these, he didn't know what else to talk about.

Su Xiaoxiao lowered his head and said without hope, "you can tell a story. You can tell any story, but you can't tell ghost stories." after a pause, he said, "you can tell it, but you should tell it during the day." he wanted to add something, but he thought that white clothes should refuse, so Su Xiaoxiao gave up.

Bai Yi was silent for a long time. Until Su Xiaoxiao felt that she was about to become an ice sculpture, he heard a light voice, "... Good."

Su Xiaoxiao immediately sat in the pavilion, called white clothes and said, "let's start."

Looking at the girl's bright eyes, the white heart seemed to be brushed by soft feathers, and the cold face unconsciously showed a smile. Su Xiaoxiao thinks it's good to listen to the handsome man telling stories. It's pleasing to the heart and eyes.

The soft voice of white clothes came slowly, accompanied by the breeze. It's really good.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes gradually fell down. Finally, before white clothes finished, her upper and lower eyelids had been combined. Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's appearance, a little annoyance flashed in Bai Yi's heart.

When Su Xiaoxiao woke up the next day, he was still in bed. Su Xiaoxiao confessed silently. She really overestimated the role of handsome men. The damn white clothes told her the story of a miracle doctor who helped the Jianghu all night!

There was wind and moon last night. Do you understand the wind and moon! Su Xiaoxiao secretly wrists her wrists. She must add attributives next time. Not all stories can be told. She can only tell the story of the wind and the moon, only the wind and the moon! What's good about an old man's story? It made her colder and more depressed.

Su Xiaoxiao gets up and Yu Guang unconsciously glances at the chess game in the corner. There was some dust on the chessboard. After Shangguan Junlin fell a white son that day, she deliberately didn't touch it and told others not to take care of it.

Su Xiaoxiao went to the chessboard and took out the white son from the angle of Shangguan Junlin that night.

It is clear that Baizi falls here to die and later life, but the person who can use this method is by no means ordinary. The position should be accurate, the heart should be cruel enough and the strategy should be sufficient. This son will lose a large number of white sons, but as long as he can resist the next moment of crisis, he can turn defeat into victory.

Although there was only one formal fight with Guan Liye, it was enough to let her know how high this person's means were.