Chapter 1799

Zhao Wanxi couldn't sleep, and her mood was restless. She couldn't help turning over a few more. Unexpectedly, Joan could hear all of these.

This even if, but she said that words, as if he can't sleep, completely because want to cold Jun Ao think can't sleep.

"You dead girl, why are your ears so sharp? Which eye of yours sees me waiting for him? "

In fact, in my heart, I can't help chewing the information that Joan revealed.

People like Ouyang shengqian will not come unprepared. Since Leng junyang dares to get involved in this festival, he must have something to rely on.

Why don't you know what's going on outside.

Joan's smile deepened as she listened to her master's rebuke.

"It's not that the maid has sharp ears, but that the empress's heart is burning with anxiety, and she is anxious to think about the emperor. Otherwise, how can the maid know?"

Zhao Wanxi

What she said is reasonable. She has nothing to say!

It's obvious that it's not the same thing, but it's a little guilty to be so assured by Joan.

Even the root of the ear is a little hot, which is not very interesting.

That's Joan. She dares to make such a joke with her, but she dares not to change into other maids.

Inadvertently poked in so little secret expectation, Zhao Wanxi face up and down, half true and half false to scold twice, people really relaxed a lot.

This relaxed, sleepiness really came back.

Leaning in front of the door, Joan was a little relieved after a long time to make sure that there was less turning inside.

As soon as I left, I suddenly heard a sound of opening and closing.

Eyelid son a draw, she dare not have slightest neglect, according to intuition, subconsciously to the window direction.

After the past, I found that the windows were closed tightly. It didn't look like they had been opened. There was no trace.

There were no suspicious people around, just like her illusion.

Even so, Joan didn't dare to be careless. She checked carefully with suspicion. Then she went back to the door of the hall and listened. She was going to push the door in to confirm, but she was pressed on her arm.

"What are you going to do now, you blind man?

If you disturb the good deeds of the emperor and the empress, I'm afraid you'll be punished! "

"Why?"

Even if it suddenly appears, it's still so scary. If it wasn't for the familiar voice, Joan couldn't help calling for an assassin.

Rao is so, she is frightened under, also subconsciously a wave hand, ruthlessly hit that person's arm, complexion is very surprised.

"Twilight four? What are you doing here? When did you come?

No, you just said that, alerting the Emperor Do you mean the emperor is in it? "

So, she just heard the sound of the window, is not an illusion?

Sweat How long has it been, and it's different now. How can the emperor still have this trouble of turning windows?

There is no sound behind Joan, in time to stop her people, is indeed the evening four right.

But in the face of Joan's series of questions, all he could respond to was a cold breath and a bitter face.

"Hiss It's easy for you to start There's something else to do with the masters. Please help me to have a look. My wound is probably cracked again! "

"Ah? Really? Why are you so careless? Let me have a look. "

“……”

With the barrier of the heavy hall door and the deliberate lowering of the voice of the two people outside, the people inside could not hear clearly.

There was no extra noise, it was still the quiet half of the night.

After a few words with qiong'er, Zhao Wanxi's mind was pierced and her spirit relaxed, and she really slowly entered a shallow sleep.

Is sleeping in a daze, suddenly a spirit excited, aware of the abnormal.

Before she could open her eyes, a tall body leaned on her, with a cool breath, but her body was hot.

Shivering from the heat, Zhao Wanxi subconsciously retreated, and at the same time extended a hand and accurately touched the pillow.

But it was a solid arm.

And the outstretched hand was fixed exactly.

At the root of my ear, there was someone's deep and dumb call.

"Xi'er, it's me..."

Well, the familiar voice, the familiar smell, is the one who can make her put down all her defenses.

Nerve automatic identification clear, Zhao Wanxi "Er" a, then want to continue to sleep in a daze.

At the same time, subconsciously moving the body, trying to make some empty bed for each other.I don't know, at this moment, in the dead of night, red candle burning, a cavity of enthusiastic man, in the end need not.

Of course, it soon turned out that she didn't really need it.

The bed curtain falls, a room is beautiful, in the dense and ambiguous atmosphere, everything is natural and just right.

When feeling strong, natural heart, dry firewood fire, ignite the abnormal urgency.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

Also sleepless was Joan, who was still outside.

It's OK to be lazy occasionally in the busy schedule of the master, but it's not so wayward to be a subordinate.

Even though Mu Si was injured, he still had a lot of business to deal with. He didn't stay long at the gate of Qionghua palace and left.

Joan, blushing, continued to sit on the steps, dutifully guarding her master.

At the same time also because of the inside out of the ambiguous intense movement and blush.

Of course, she used to listen to this kind of news. At first, it was completely normal. However, it didn't take long for it to get more and more wrong. Later, she heard her master's scolding.

It's all pediatrics. Hearing her angry scolding Leng junao, Joan's back is dripping with cold sweat.

Helpless to know the situation in the bedroom, Jin did not dare to rush in. He had to stoop to fit quail.

In the end, I didn't dare to listen. I secretly prayed for my master several times, so I simply avoided and ordered someone to prepare hot water in advance.

Sure enough, the hall soon rang out the sound of water, back and forth for several times.

For Zhao Wanxi, this night is not tragic enough to describe.

Because she was overworked, it was already noon when she finally resisted the heavy fatigue and reluctantly opened her eyes.

Leng junao is not in a hurry to leave. As soon as Zhao Wanxi turns her head, she sees that he is wearing neatly and leaning against the bed.

The man was holding a piece of paper in his hand. He looked at it carefully and deeply It's a bit gloomy.