Eunuch Wu knew that the emperor had always been moody, but it was the first time he had seen such a little palace maid. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but give her some pity.
But he was also a slave, sighed softly and carefully left the palace
The charcoal fire was peeling off, Han Rui knelt motionlessly, her legs seemed to lose consciousness, and the night was getting deeper and deeper. There was no earth dragon in this library, and it was really impossible to catch the heat.
Han Rui has been in the palace for only two years and is not used to the cold winter in the capital. After a while, his hands and feet are cold, Zhan Zhan is shaking, and his teeth keep chucking.
It's so noisy
Bi Lingyuan couldn't sleep, and he was even more irritable when he heard the little palace maid fighting between teeth. He had always been very hot, especially at night, like a stove.
Hanrui covered her mouth tremblingly, endured the chill, and couldn't help but lean into the charcoal basin. After leaning like this, her body became a little warmer.
Han Rui let go of her hand and went to the brazier. When the emperor breathed gradually and was asleep, she felt relieved. After a while, she was sleepy and could no longer hold on, so she turned over.
ah!
Hanrui was awakened by a boiling hot breeze. When she opened her eyes, she saw the brazier rolling over and sparks splashed on her palace maid's clothes and boiled.
She quickly got up and took pictures of the fire. Before she could react, a thick quilt suddenly fell from the sky, wrapping her whole body tightly, and the fire was depressed in an instant
Hanrui was hugged tightly, and she was trembling with fear, but she couldn't say a word
It's okay... Bi Lingyuan hugged her and comforted her softly
Hearing the emperor's voice, Hanrui became even more scared. She was so bored by the quilt that she reached out and gently pushed him.
As an emperor and the emperor's emperor, Bi Lingyuan has never been disliked by a slave. The little palace maid involuntarily resisted and made him feel angry. He lifted the bedding. Before he got angry, the little palace maid fell to the ground, buried her head and did not dare to look at him.
He originally wanted to scold him, but he saw that the little palace maid's clothes were burned through a big hole, and the middle clothes were burned. A piece of snow-white flesh on his waist was burned to pieces.
But she still endured it, not sure whether it was scared or painful
Bi Lingyuan was unforgivable, but he never treated the innocent palace servants. Seeing that she was sweating in pain, he finally couldn't help but pull the person up and dragged him to the edge of the bed.
Hanrui was so painful, afraid and angry. When she struggled, the burn area would hurt like a tear. Naturally, she lost strength in her hands and staggered onto the not-so-wide couch.
Bi Lingyuan sat down beside her and reached out to take off her clothes. Han Rui had thought about how to approach the emperor countless times, but she never thought about using such a method, and kept pushing and rejecting: The emperor lets the slave go...
What kind of dreams of spring and autumn? Bi Lingyuan knew that she was thinking wrongly, and sneered, pulled away her burned jacket with force, threw it aside in disgust. The fragrance of pomegranate flowers suddenly became rich
Bi Lingyuan saw that her middle clothes were slightly yellowed and washed with coarse cloth many times. It was very old, but it was still clean and fragrant. There were several patches on the middle clothes. Bi Lingyuan looked at it for a while: Is this a popular style among palace maids?
Han Rui was slightly embarrassed: The little slave couldn't bear to throw it away...
Bi Lingyuan disdains: Look at your poor look!
The mouth disgusted, but the eyes seemed uncontrollable, and they always floated involuntarily to her plump breasts. She was probably very cold, with small nipples bulging, trembling as her breathing
Your middle clothes are broken, take them off. Bi Lingyuan rubs his nose and turns his face to the side.
But he was also a slave, sighed softly and carefully left the palace
The charcoal fire was peeling off, Han Rui knelt motionlessly, her legs seemed to lose consciousness, and the night was getting deeper and deeper. There was no earth dragon in this library, and it was really impossible to catch the heat.
Han Rui has been in the palace for only two years and is not used to the cold winter in the capital. After a while, his hands and feet are cold, Zhan Zhan is shaking, and his teeth keep chucking.
It's so noisy
Bi Lingyuan couldn't sleep, and he was even more irritable when he heard the little palace maid fighting between teeth. He had always been very hot, especially at night, like a stove.
Hanrui covered her mouth tremblingly, endured the chill, and couldn't help but lean into the charcoal basin. After leaning like this, her body became a little warmer.
Han Rui let go of her hand and went to the brazier. When the emperor breathed gradually and was asleep, she felt relieved. After a while, she was sleepy and could no longer hold on, so she turned over.
ah!
Hanrui was awakened by a boiling hot breeze. When she opened her eyes, she saw the brazier rolling over and sparks splashed on her palace maid's clothes and boiled.
She quickly got up and took pictures of the fire. Before she could react, a thick quilt suddenly fell from the sky, wrapping her whole body tightly, and the fire was depressed in an instant
Hanrui was hugged tightly, and she was trembling with fear, but she couldn't say a word
It's okay... Bi Lingyuan hugged her and comforted her softly
Hearing the emperor's voice, Hanrui became even more scared. She was so bored by the quilt that she reached out and gently pushed him.
As an emperor and the emperor's emperor, Bi Lingyuan has never been disliked by a slave. The little palace maid involuntarily resisted and made him feel angry. He lifted the bedding. Before he got angry, the little palace maid fell to the ground, buried her head and did not dare to look at him.
He originally wanted to scold him, but he saw that the little palace maid's clothes were burned through a big hole, and the middle clothes were burned. A piece of snow-white flesh on his waist was burned to pieces.
But she still endured it, not sure whether it was scared or painful
Bi Lingyuan was unforgivable, but he never treated the innocent palace servants. Seeing that she was sweating in pain, he finally couldn't help but pull the person up and dragged him to the edge of the bed.
Hanrui was so painful, afraid and angry. When she struggled, the burn area would hurt like a tear. Naturally, she lost strength in her hands and staggered onto the not-so-wide couch.
Bi Lingyuan sat down beside her and reached out to take off her clothes. Han Rui had thought about how to approach the emperor countless times, but she never thought about using such a method, and kept pushing and rejecting: The emperor lets the slave go...
What kind of dreams of spring and autumn? Bi Lingyuan knew that she was thinking wrongly, and sneered, pulled away her burned jacket with force, threw it aside in disgust. The fragrance of pomegranate flowers suddenly became rich
Bi Lingyuan saw that her middle clothes were slightly yellowed and washed with coarse cloth many times. It was very old, but it was still clean and fragrant. There were several patches on the middle clothes. Bi Lingyuan looked at it for a while: Is this a popular style among palace maids?
Han Rui was slightly embarrassed: The little slave couldn't bear to throw it away...
Bi Lingyuan disdains: Look at your poor look!
The mouth disgusted, but the eyes seemed uncontrollable, and they always floated involuntarily to her plump breasts. She was probably very cold, with small nipples bulging, trembling as her breathing
Your middle clothes are broken, take them off. Bi Lingyuan rubs his nose and turns his face to the side.
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