Zhou Ruoyan didn't notice the emotional change of Song Ci, and even she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her present dress.

When there was no one to serve and no one to communicate with, Zhou Ruoyan soon lost all his reserve and self-awareness.

"Song Ci," she struggled to raise her head. Her hair swept over the back of the guard's hand, which was controlling her movement, leaving a long, oily mark on it.

The guard's face turned blue, but he still forced himself not to withdraw his fingers.

Compared with him, Ling Tianwang didn't care so much. What's more, the tumbling in his stomach made him have no mind to care about other things.

"Oh

Song Ci only had time to turn his head to the side, and then he could no longer control spitting out.

The smell of sour and rotten quickly spread in the room, making everyone unconsciously frown. Only Zhou Ruoyan didn't notice anything because he had a smell.

Now Song Ci is waiting for some new people. Looking at such a sudden situation, the whole person is in a daze and doesn't know what to do.

When Song Ci finally felt a little comfortable and slowly looked up, those talents seemed to have finally recovered and rushed in a hurry.

"Your Majesty..."

The confused sound of words and footsteps in Song Ci's ear constantly remind him, let his heart is a toss.

Wiping away the stains on the corners of his mouth, Song Ci said coldly, "what are you arguing about? Calm down, everyone

With him in person, those people trembled for a moment, quickly quieted down, and even Zhou Ruoyan didn't make a sound for a moment.

Throw the used handkerchief aside, Song Ci rubs his forehead, pressing down the faint blackness in front of him.

"Water," he said, putting his hand aside.

The eunuch who was waiting for him didn't dare to delay, so he poured the tea and handed it carefully.

I just don't know whether it's because of fear or worry. His fingers have been shaking all the time, and even the tea in the cup has been rippling layer upon layer.

Fortunately, Song Ci didn't pay much attention to anything at this time. That person was dangerous and dangerous, and got a life from the edge of the cliff.

"Hoo," he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but his fingers still tightly grasped his clothes, leaving one mark after another on them.

When the mood and mood finally returned to the normal value, Song Ci only felt that the dirty environment made him unbearable.

The green veins of the forehead are constantly jumping. Song Ci stands up and goes straight out.

Zhou Ruoyan was at a loss, only to see a pair of bright yellow boots passing in front of her.

Bright yellow! It's Song Ci!

Zhou Ruoyan's eyes lit up, and he jumped forward and tried to hold each other's thighs.

However, because of the dislike, Song Ci deliberately bypassed a large area around Zhou Ruoyan, and pressed her guards to see the dislike clearly in Song Ci's eyes, and her strength never relaxed.

Under such circumstances, Zhou Ruoyan's idea of breaking free from repression did not come true, and his action of jumping up and flying was declared a failure from the beginning.

"Dong!"

Zhou Ruoyan fell heavily on the ground. From his facial features to his limbs, every part of him had intimate contact with the ground, and he was injured. It's the nose.

For a moment, Zhou Ruoyan didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt his whole body lightened, as if he could float to the sky.

But this feeling is fleeting, and then comes the pain that can bury the whole person.

Under such circumstances, Zhou Ruoyan's tears fell uncontrollably. Meanwhile, thick blood flowed from her nose and spread out with her tears.

Listening to the sobbing, the bodyguard's body is stiff, even the hand that is controlling Zhou Ruoyan is the same.

His scalp is numb, the corner of his eyes is constantly floating to the side, and his heart is constantly guessing that Song Ci may have some reaction.

He didn't notice that he looked at Song Ci as if he had nothing. At this time, Song Ci was lucky to escape a disaster.

It is the nature of Song Ci to love and hate.

In the face of a person whom he disliked or even called hate, Song Ci didn't care whether she was hurt or not.

"Pull her down, clean her well, and then send her back," Song Ci said, gritting his teeth. He didn't see the reaction of the people around him. He threw his sleeve and quickly got up and left.

He is really fed up with such a slovenly man! At the thought of his previous blind date with such a person, his face cleared and his throat rolled again.

"Wash well!" Song Ci's steps stopped a little. After the voice fell, he walked out more quickly, as if there were ghosts chasing behind him.

But the eunuch's reaction was a little slower, and he found that the back of Song Ci had become smaller rapidly.

Under such circumstances, he immediately did not dare to think about anything more, so he rushed to catch up with him. With all his strength, he was just able to keep up.In such a case, the eunuch's mind uncontrollably appeared a question.

Is this really the speed at which the weak can walk out?

Now that Song Ci's orders have been given and his attitude has been known, the guards are more and more casual in the face of Zhou Ruoyan.

Looking at the dispirited people under his hand, Song Ci frowned slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on the maid who was cleaning up the ground.

"Come here," he said with a smile.

The maid of honor looked up blankly and asked hesitantly, "me?"

She pointed to the tip of her nose. The guard couldn't help laughing.

With a firm nod, the guard motioned her to look at the controlled Zhou Ruoyan and explained helplessly, "Your Majesty asked someone to clean her. I have no choice but to ask you for help."

Knowing Zhou Ruoyan's identity, the palace maid naturally understood why the guard was worried.

"It's not impossible to help you, but this way..." The palace maid's eyes turned, and she began to look forward to it.

Listening to her elongated voice, looking at the clear sign in her eyes, the guard nodded cleanly.

"Deal!" He said.

Then, without waiting for any reaction from the maid of honor, she took the cleaning tool from her hand and worked hard.

Disturbed by his smooth movement, the maid in waiting was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the still limp Zhou Ruoyan, the maid of honor cried helplessly, "you always have to help me send her to the water room."