Chapter 1577

Emperor Jing lost his temper in Yanhuan hall, which soon spread all over the palace.

It snowed again in the middle of the night.

Jingdi couldn't sleep in his palace. He tossed and turned, then sat up suddenly and said coldly, "Luo Xiu!"

Luo Xiu ran in with rolling and crawling, "the slave is here."

Jingdi's expression was stiff. "Where is he?"

Luo Xing immediately knew who he was referring to. He sighed in his heart and said, "well... Lord nine, he has gone out of the palace all night. By now, he has probably returned to the palace. Emperor, drink some tea to calm down."

"Pa -"

Emperor Jing raised his hand and overturned the tea lamp.

Fortunately, the tea smells good. Otherwise, if it hits Luo Xiu's face, wouldn't it burn off a piece of his face?

"The emperor atones! The emperor atones!"

Luo Xiu quickly knelt down and kowtowed on the ground.

Jingdi's faint candle, with a deep and gloomy voice, "I should..."

That remark was only half said, but it was enough to make Luo Xiu cool all over.

He opened his mouth and buried his head deeper.

It is said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, and these years, the emperor has more and more potential for tyranny.

He was angry without saying a word. Except for his infinite patience with the ninth Lord, he was really a little unhappy, so he had to lose a few lives before he gave up.

Luo Xiu doesn't know how long he can live.

Every day, you tie your head to your belt.

With today, there is no tomorrow.

……

In a flash of time, Su Yan has returned to the house for more than half a month.

During this period, she did not go to court or hang out.

I stay in the mansion every day. I tease birds and watch beauty songs and dances when I have nothing to do.

That's called a carefree.

Jingdi often inquired and got such news.

"There is another beauty in the palace. The ninth Lord has been very fond of him recently."

"The palace is full of music every night. It's not lively."

"Lord, he gave a big banquet and invited talented people from all over the world to his house and asked them to write poems for the Chinese and American people in the house!"

It's OK not to listen. The more you listen, the more angry you get.

But over time, the king emperor had a more abnormal desire to peep. One day he didn't know what Su Yan was doing, so he felt uncomfortable all over.

While being abused, he was proud of everything Su Yan could not escape his eyes.

Royal residence

It's late at night.

"Lord, let me serve you tonight?"

The woman with floating clothes poured into Su Yan's arms, and her eyes were as beautiful as silk. Her hands are like white jade, weak and boneless, vaguely drawing circles in Su Yan's heart.

Su Yan hooked her lips, took her into her arms and frivolously held her little hand.

"Oh? How is Xueer going to serve the king?"

"Lord hates ~"

The beauty stared at her angrily, but it seemed to be seducing. The continuous eyes seemed to turn into a pool of spring water.

How to raise the pink fist and give her a light hammer.

"But don't you like it? Huh?"

At night, candles were lit in the room.

The flickering light spread a layer of soft light on Su Yan's face. She was very long, more than a head higher than the woman in her arms. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque and more beautiful.

The woman looked at her, her heart surging, her cheeks reddish.

She took Su Yan's hand and couldn't wait to go to the room.

"Lord, come quickly ~ I've learned a lot of good things recently. I can't wait to share them with Lord!"

"Oh?"

Su Yan let her hold her, her tone was narrow.

"The king - you must experience it carefully!"

Understanding the two words, she deliberately increased the volume.