Your Majesty, the Empress is on the battlefield again!

Chapter 691 Don't destroy it, keep one.

Taking a light step, she quietly walked to the door of the inner room, poked her head in, and saw that the emperor was standing near the dragon bed, with his back to her, and was changing clothes. Halfway through the change, the clothes had just slipped down to his waist. Sensing her breath, his movements froze a little, but he quickly recovered and continued to change clothes.

Si Luo held his breath, looked at the beautiful picture not far away, his heart was beating violently.

The long hair that hangs down like black silk clings to the smooth back. The visual impact of black and white is not insignificant, and the lines of the body are perfect.

Although I was in the hot springs before, I had a close-up and intuitive appreciation once, and I was very impressed.

But this kind of half-faded robe, the looming feeling is even more deadly, and her state of mind is also different from that at the time. His gaze was taken back.

Hiss, it's too high.

Looks like I came at the right time

Eh?What am I thinking about, what the hell?

Go in generously, anyway, now that I am an attendant, I can go in at any time, not to mention that I came in to turn off the lights.

So what if we go in and see his whole body? ? ?

It's not that I haven't seen it.

She took a deep breath, and after doing a lot of mental construction, she still half-closed her eyes unconsciously when she turned around and stepped in. She didn't dare to look over at the first time, and spit out a sentence unnaturally.

"I'm going to turn off the lights!"

"Come in."

The emperor's indifferent voice was not disturbing, but after glancing at her from the corner of his eye, he continued to move his hands.

After hearing this sentence, Si Luo looked over pretending to be calm, and saw that Da Bingshan had already put on the clothes to be replaced, and he was seriously tying the clothesline.

Seeing this, a trace of regret flashed across her eyes.

Doesn't the content of the attendant's service include taking a bath and changing clothes?

Can he do it himself?

She recalled it carefully, and it seemed that when he was in the palace, the emperor never took a bath there, and she didn't know where he took a bath.

Did he really do it all by himself?

She was suspicious.

For some reason, when she thought of someone bathing him, changing his clothes, and unscrupulously admiring the scene in front of her, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Si Luo didn't continue to delve into the cause of the slight discomfort in his heart, and silently turned off the lights one after another, a little absent-minded.

The attribute of straight steel is not a joke, for a while, even she herself can't see her heart clearly.

After changing his clothes, the emperor lay down on the bed, his eyes followed her, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed as the candle was extinguished.

The last lamp was at the side of the bed. She pretended to be calm and walked over. Just as she picked up the lampshade and was about to cut off the last wick, her wrist was tightly grasped by another big hand. up.

"Don't destroy it, keep one."

His deep and sweet voice resounded in the dark inner room, especially clear.

Si Luo reacted, pulled his hand away from his, and lowered his eyes involuntarily, not daring to meet the pair of cold phoenix eyes that were so close at hand.

too close.

She was afraid of being dazzled by accident.

After all, in the dark, under this small circle of warm candlelight, the power of a face close to your eyes is not small.

(End of this chapter)