Chapter 57

Fortunately, there is no shortage of trees in this cold palace.

A Zhao found a rope and tied it to two trees to make two knots.

She shook open the bedding sent by the house of internal affairs, and her face was full of disgust.

I don't know how long I put it. It's a little damp. It's light in my hand. It's not heavy.

It's autumn now. It's fine in the daytime. At night, the chilly feeling will soak in from all directions.

What can this do for you?

A Zhao once again in the heart spurned that and imperial concubine some time.

If she could go out from this place, she thought, she would let that lady, too, taste the taste of working people.

A Zhao hung up the bedding and turned to see the simple sets of blue clothes

When Zhao Yin comes out with sweat on his head, what he sees is a picture of a Zhao squatting at the edge of the well and rubbing his clothes.

For a moment, the word "men plough and women weave" came to his mind.

He shook his head and threw these strange ideas out of his mind.

Zhao Yin always felt that since she came to the cold palace, she was a little different.

But he couldn't say where it was different.

When the night comes again, the palace of happiness will change its appearance.

The bedroom hall has been emptied - except for the bed used for sleeping and the soft collapse, Zhao Yin has moved all the other things that can be thrown out into the vacant room nearby.

The floor and wall were carefully wiped once, although still looked very shabby, at least not so dirty.

A Zhao looks at the bed covered with thin bedding and soft collapse.

Obviously, they're going to sleep separately.

As a man, Zhao Yin is very conscious of the soft collapse, leaving the spacious bed for a Zhao.

Both of them will blow out the lamp.

All around was in darkness.

A Zhao short exclaimed: "what do you do?"

Zhao Yin's deep voice sounded in the dark: "turn out the light to sleep, what else does the princess have?"

Of course!

So dark!

This place is so broken again!

It's still chilly!

Ah Zhao tried to be calm and said, "why turn off the lights?"

Zhao Yin was very strange: "there is not much oil in the lamp. You should save a little..."

He suddenly realized something: "are you afraid of the dark?"

A Zhao said hard: "no I just ask

Zhao Yin stopped talking.

Ah Zhao did not speak.

She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.

But I have been thinking about all kinds of strange things. For example, there is a shadow beside the bed looking at me. Will a hand be stretched out under the bed

She tucked herself into the quilt, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep.

Someone seemed to sigh softly in the dark.

Then, the yellow halo will light up the small world.

Feeling the light, Zhao carefully opened his eyes.

She was relieved, turned to sit up, and looked at Zhao Yin, who got up because of lighting the lamp: "don't you want to save the oil? What do you do with the light? "

Zhao Yin:

He was a martial arts practitioner. Their beds were so close that he could hear her breath and movements clearly.

If it was not that she was too scared to sleep, where would he have to get up to light the light?

A woman of duplicity!

Zhao Yin glanced at a Zhao and snorted, "I'm afraid of the dark, can't I?"

It turns out that men are afraid of the dark.

A Zhao happily thought: great, so that she can rub a light.

She looked at the man with reserve, and said with great hypocrisy: "well, since you are so afraid, light the lamp at night. I'll think about it later. "

Zhao Yin:

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