Chapter 253: The Misunderstanding of the Secret Meeting in the Woods

(Tomb of Despair, Fan Yao Palace)

The sky will be bright, and after the Son of Heaven dealt with the report in the Fan Yao Palace all night, he felt a faint pain in his head.

Generally speaking, when he is busy with government affairs, he will not be tired even if he does not sleep for three or four days in a row, but recently, for some reason, he has a sense of fatigue from time to time.

"Could it be that it's because of the excessive consumption of Tong'er's injuries, and even the medicinal power of the Gathering Divine Pill has been weakened?"

He thought that this exhaustion was due to the fact that he had not yet recovered from the last attrition, so he did not think much about it, and paced back to the dormitory with small square steps, intending to take a short rest before dawn.

When he entered the dormitory, his kimono fell down, and within a few minutes he fell asleep.

But he didn't sleep soundly.

In a daze, he always felt a trace of panic haunting his heart, as if something big was about to happen.

The feeling disturbed him that he didn't dare to sleep deeply, and he didn't lie down for long, but he tried to wake up with his eyes open. But his eyelids were so heavy that he tried several times, but they didn't work.

But even if he was half-asleep and half-awake, he could dimly realize that there was a white figure floating in front of the bed like a gust of wind, standing for a long time, staring at him.

But the figure did not wake him up, and remained silent for a while, and then turned and left, and as he left, it seemed to kick something over, because of the force too great, and made a loud noise.

"That white shadow is Tong'er! Am I dreaming?" The sound finally pulled him out of his unsinkable dream, and suddenly opened his eyes, and was about to jump up from the bed, but he felt that his body was being pressed heavily by something, and he lowered his eyes and looked down, so frightened that he screamed, it turned out to be a half/naked fox girl, lying on top of him, sleeping soundly.

Looking at the middle of the dormitory, in the incense burner turned over, the ambiguous fragrance of the silk button is still wafting outward.

"It's not good, Tong'er must have been here just now, she saw me with other women, so she turned around and walked away in anger! But she, but how did she enter the Tomb of Despair? What happened to this fox girl?"

Suspicious and panicked, the Son of Heaven was about to go crazy, and he was about to rush out of bed to catch up. The fox girl was awakened at this time, grabbed him, and made a crispy and glutinous warbler sound: "Son of Heaven, don't go......"

Anger suddenly rose, and he shouted "get out", slapped her out of bed, and rushed out of the dormitory.

He galloped like the wind, and as soon as he chased out of the Tomb of Despair, he really saw Xi Mutong's snow-like back, gradually moving away in the faint morning light.

"Tong'er, don't go-"

He was so anxious that his heart was like numbness, he gathered a thousand forces under his feet, ran over with the wind, and stopped in front of her with a "whoosh".

Xi Mutong didn't expect that Caracal would wake up before she was far away, and catch up with her so quickly, but was frightened by his sudden stop. When he came back to his senses, and saw his panicked expression, he was even more convinced of his and the orphan girl's reluctance, and he raised his slender hand in anger and was about to slap him in the face.

But before the slap fell, the caracal had firmly clasped her wrist, staring at her with both eyes, pulling a few lightning bolts in his eyes, and biting word by word and saying: "I! no! Yes! Tong'er, I really!

"You don't have anything? You didn't run out naked, did you? It's just dawning, why are you willing to leave the gentle country of warmth/fragrance/soft/jade?"

Xi Mutong was furious, although he couldn't move his hands, the words he said and his face was full of anger, which made the caracal unbearable than a slap.

"Tong'er, I really don't, I don't know what's going on, how do you want me to explain it before you believe it?"

He tried hard to defend himself and resolutely did not give up, but Xi Mutong did not give up, pressing step by step: "I don't know? Are you a child to me? That is your demon king's bedroom, without your permission, who would dare to lie on your bed? Could it be that you enjoy too much and are you confused?" )