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The quilt was wet, and there was no sun. At night, he could only hug his clothes and sleep.

The two ladies indicated that I should go and tell the Emperor that I simply did not know what they meant.

In my opinion, a single step had already cost me a lot. I didn't want to beg him for everything. It was going to rain tomorrow, so it couldn't rain all winter.

After three days of rain and rain, I was slowly getting used to cuddling my body and hugging my clothes to sleep. Fortunately, he didn't call me to accompany him for three days, so I felt a little lucky that I had begun to learn to listen to him and treat him gently.

However, he didn't know why, but his heart felt a little disappointed. Is this how a man feels? Maybe some of them are not, because I think that Xia Juntang would not be like this. He is a good man, but he doesn't belong to me.

The two palace maids brought a bucket of hot water and cupped their hands as they said, "Miss Yun, if there's nothing else, we'll head back first."

"Let's go back. It'll get cold if it's too late." "Yes," I whispered back.

I have no reputation in the palace, I can't even talk about palace maids, I can't say anything about them. My identity is very awkward, so they all called me Miss Yun.

He took off his hair and washed himself, not daring to use too much hot water. It would have to be used to wash his body later on, since the cold weather was a little troublesome and he didn't dare to wash the cold water. There was no place to boil the hot water either, so the palace maids came to bring it to me from where they used water.

Just as his hand touched the water, he heard someone call out from outside, "Yun Zhiqiu."

It was the eunuch's voice. He hurried to open the door and the wind blew my hair into the air. He quickly grabbed it with one hand and looked at him in surprise as he stood under the dark sky.

I thought he forgot me? And now he had even lowered himself to this place.

He put away his surprise and gently bowed. "This servant greets Your Majesty."

"Get up." He stepped forward and entered without saying anything.

I followed him with some embarrassment, watching his expression quietly, his face drawn, as if he were in a bad mood, and I had to be careful.

"What are you doing?" He was sitting on the only chair in the room.

It was a pity that things were too scarce here. I couldn't even get a cup of tea out. I washed the cup on the table and poured him a cup of warm water, softly saying, "I just wanted to wash my hair."

"Go ahead and wash." He picked up the water and drank.

It was hard to predict his true nature, so how could he do these things in front of him? But he told me to wash my hair right in front of him.

Looking at his weird expression, I decided not to disobey him. I squatted down and scooped up some water to wash my hair.

The light in the room was growing dimmer and dimmer, and the only sound was the soft splashing of the water.

Washing around in a muddle, she would find a dry cloth to wipe the water off. She carefully looked at him.

His face, half in darkness, his expression unreadable, except that the air around him told me that he was unhappy, that he had the energy of a storm.

"Come here." he cried coldly.

I almost jumped out of my skin due to the fright, but I still stopped and lightly walked to his side.

He pulled me close to him, sat me down on his feet, took my hand from his, and gently wiped the water from his hair.

The faint fragrance of his hair, mixed with the refreshing scent on his body, seemed to be able to stop time. He rubbed gently, and I was so anxious that I was afraid that he would suddenly tug on my hair fiercely.

Instead of teasing me like that, he sniffed. "What's the smell in this room?"

"It must have been raining for a few days. The smell must have drifted in."

"What's wrong with this table? Why is it wet?"

"Just wiped it with a wet cloth." I didn't want him to know.

He gave a soft grunt and hugged my waist, burying his head in my shoulder. "Why are you wearing so little? Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Just now, when I was wiping the floor or something, I was covered in sweat and took off a piece of clothing."

I'm not an idiot, don't think I can't hear the anger in his voice.

Just say what you want, why do you need to rely on questions?

His fingers gently caressed my waist, causing me to swallow a mouthful of saliva. He then softly said, "Give me some clothes to wear, I want to sleep with you."

Is he sleeping here tonight? How could I dare, when the bed is wet and the quilt is wet? If something were to happen to him, I wouldn't be able to take it. He is the ruler of a country.

I softly and gently said, "Your majesty, this place isn't too convenient, and the place is too small and simple. This servant will accompany Your Majesty to the Righteous Flowers Palace. Is that alright?" I'm not afraid of sleeping with him, it's just sleeping on the same bed. It's not the first time he's sleeping with me and I'm sleeping with him.

Just as I said this, his anger rose, and he gripped my waist tightly as he roared, "Yun Zhiqiu, where is your single-mindedness? What about your heart and your eyes? Do you really need to beg me for it to be so hard to speak? "