He raised his eyebrows and leaned against the Dragon chair. He was dressed in a black and Red Dragon Robe. There were five dragons with different expressions. They moved slowly under the candlelight, giving people the impression that the dragons would open their eyes and come back to life in the next second.
"What's the matter with sneaking, say!"
The man sat on the Dragon chair with a golden sword, his jaw slightly raised, and gave a cold command.
Sheng Mingguang knelt down on the ground and kept thinking about Countermeasures in his head.
He asked cautiously, "emperor, who ate the bear heart and leopard courage and dared to leave a scar on your face. The slave has been thinking that if he is caught by the slave, he must --"
"Bang -"
Before the words fell, a piece of jade carving Paperweight broke at his feet.
His eyelids jumped with fear.
"This... Emperor..."
"What do I think? When will it be your turn to take care of it?" the man's anger appeared between his eyebrows and eyes. He wanted to laugh or not. His eyes were cold. "And this tooth mark, I'll stay if I'm happy!"
Sheng Mingguang didn't even see that maintenance posture.
"Yes, I'm a slave. Please make atonement."
Wearing a purple robe, the chief manager almost fell to the ground. He buried his head and dared not ask again.
……
half a month later.
"Oh, what are you doing, second lady? You must not pull!"
As soon as Su Yan's little hand touched her forehead, she was quickly grabbed by Qingrui and warned her seriously.
"If it doesn't grow well, the scar will be cut down by you, but if you want to leave a mark, it won't look good at that time!"
Miss is so good-looking. What a pity if she leaves a defect.
"Itch -"
The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The girl leaned against the soft collapse as if she had no bones.
Holding an ice basin in his arms, he took a lazy nap with his eyes narrowed.
The soft waxy pronunciation, wrapped in a heat, came out feebly.
Qingrui was so distressed that she slapped her and comforted her.
"Endure again, endure again."
……
"Yo? Sister, what's the matter? I'm weak, but I'm ill?"
A while ago, I ate the hanging Su Xue here in Su Yan, and walked into the house with a soft smile.
Even if the servants outside didn't stop, they didn't even give a notice.
Su Yan's small face as bright as spring flowers was tired, and a pair of eyes quickly skipped the cold idea.
She propped up her jaw and lazily raised a slit in her eyes to look at people.
Su Xue's eyebrows and eyes were almost full of pride.
A month hasn't come yet. The injury on Su Xue's forehead has been completely healed. She hasn't even left a mark.
Seeing that Su Yan ignored her, Su Xue was not angry. She walked to Su Yan gracefully and calmly and sat down. Only then did she have the mood to look at Su Yan well.
The girl's face is more and more white and clear because it is delicious and nourishing these days. Her hair is like a waterfall, and her skin is better than snow. Lying on the soft collapse, her whole body exudes a gorgeous color that is difficult to hide, but because her eyebrows and eyes are too clean, she has a natural sense of innocence, which makes her feel beautiful and unaware all the time.
As a woman, it's enough to see her flawless, white to shiny skin.
What's more, this man has everything men like.
Su Xue secretly bit her teeth and could hardly keep her smile.
"Why doesn't my sister talk? Is she still angry with my sister?"