The night passed.

Zhu Feng pushed open the door of Wuying Palace, the wind poured in from behind, and he saw the curtain floating slightly, behind the curtain, on his wide bed, the little woman was still lying on the pillow and sleeping.

In the main hall, her soft murmur sounded.

Zhu Feng walked over slowly, and as soon as he walked to the side of the bed, he heard her muttering, "It hurts ......"

“……”

"It hurts so much......"

It's talking in a dream.

In the dream, it is also crying pain.

He was silent for a moment, then reached over to brush away a strand of messy hair from her forehead, and saw the little pale face below, the tips of the eyebrows slightly frowned, as if still enduring pain, and the long eyelashes lightly covered the thin eyelids, which looked even weaker and more delicate.

I don't know where she got the guts yesterday-

Thinking of this, there was another indescribable anger in my heart, and I didn't sleep well last night, so I was even more impatient, so I twisted it her face.

With just one twist, his hand suddenly retracted as if it had touched a coal.

What are you doing?

At this time, Nanyan, who had been trapped in a nightmare and was suffering from pain, also woke up, opened his eyes faintly, and saw the tall figure in front of him.

She wasn't quite conscious yet, and only muttered, "Who hit me?" ”

“……”

"Why are you hitting me?"

She muttered and complained, her cheeks were hot, and it was clear that she had been beaten.

Zhu Feng's brows tightened.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

“……”

"I still beat you with my own hands?"

As soon as his hard voice sounded, Nanyan was completely awakened from a half-dream, and she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at it, and sure enough, it was the emperor standing in front of her.

Blatted and hurriedly got up: "Slave maid-"

Before she finished speaking, her ass hurt again, and she fell on the bed again.

A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she struggled in an ugly posture: "Your Majesty, slave maid—"

"Okay," looking at her embarrassed appearance, Zhu Feng frowned and said impatiently: "It's all like this, what do you still want to do?" Give me a good place to lie down here! ”

“……”

"Get on your stomach!"

"Yes......"

She could only lie back quietly.

At this time, I realized that I was actually sleeping on the bed of Wuying Palace!

Here, but where the emperor sleeps, isn't that the dragon couch?

I actually slept on the dragon couch?!

She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and she didn't know what to say, but Zhu Feng looked down at her for a while before saying, "You don't have to be afraid, if you dare to get rid of Shang Baosi's key, you won't be afraid to sleep on my bed." ”

Nanyan bit her lower lip: "The slave knows that she is guilty." ”

"Guilty, of course you're guilty!"

Zhu Feng said, couldn't help but glance at her again, looked at her frowning slightly because of the pain, and was silent for a while before saying, "Yesterday, why did you say that." ”

Nanyan raised his head and looked at him, and said softly: "Because—the slave maid dared to guess that the emperor did not want to issue that holy decree. ”

"Why?"

"Because usually, the emperor first drafted the holy decree and asked Ye Zhen to send it to Shang Baosi, but yesterday, he asked the slave maid to bring the jade seal to the imperial garden."

“……”

"The slave thinks that the emperor has other intentions, so-"

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhu Feng cautiously and lowered her head: "Everything is a slave and a maid bold, please forgive the emperor." ”

“……”

Zhu Feng didn't speak immediately, but looked at her with a slight frown for a while, and then said, "Where did the key go?" ”

"In the drawer of the Shobo."

“……”

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "In the future, keep a closer eye on the key." ”

“……”

"Don't lose it again, and don't let me beat you again."