The reborn delicate empress just wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 57
In the Panlong Palace, Yan Wenmao sat still on the chair, ignored whatever was piled on the table, his thoughts were surging like a tide, and he felt that the days seemed like years.

After a while, he wanted to look at the hourglass, but within half an hour, he actually looked at the hourglass nearly ten times.

"Master Chitose, Your Majesty wants you to go there."

A court lady was brought in and said to Yan Wenmao in a low voice.

Yan Wenmao's body trembled, and he couldn't help recalling the words Luo Chuchu said in front of many people. He was a little ashamed to think about it, but couldn't help but outline Luo Chuchu in his mind.

He didn't speak, and the maid didn't dare to speak again.

Yan Wenmao's face turned red and then pale, his heart ached from the imaginary scene, and he thought that Luo Chuchu could get someone to call him, maybe things didn't go to that point.

"……Walk."

Came to Qifeng Palace with a complicated mood, and found that it was silent everywhere, only the sound of laughter came from Luo Chuchu's room.

Pushing open the door, I saw Luo Chuchu reclined on the bed, with scattered clouds on her temples, black hair hanging down, and a thin skirt spread out on the bed like petals.

A pair of nephrite-like calves were exposed from the hem of the skirt, and she was only wearing an embroidered shoe.It is better to say that it is "wearing" than hanging on the toes.

There was a tinge of red in the tender and smooth little feet, and she casually picked up the embroidered shoes, shaking them, as if what was shaking was not the shoes, but the hearts of the people.

There was only one person left, with his back to the door, half kneeling in front of the bed, humbly picked up another shoe, and wanted to put it on for Luo Chuchu.

Luo Chuchu curled up her feet in a playful manner, avoiding the facial expression, but lifted his chin instead, with a bit of coquettish style, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she looked sideways at Yan Wenmao who was at the door.

"Master Yan, what are you waiting for? Come here soon?"

Face-to-face paused, and obediently moved away from the bed, leaving room for Yan Wenmao.

Yan Wenmao walked in the direction of Luo Chuchu involuntarily, step by step, very slowly.

He seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, and felt that even though the brocade clothes were heavy, he still seemed naked in her eyes, and even the darkness in the deepest part of his heart was clearly seen by the fairy lying on the bed.

What's up with this?

Just when he was trembling to the point of being unable to stand upright, he wanted to hold that tender little hand and knelt in front of the bed——

Luo Chuchu showed a surprised expression.

"Master Yan...you stand too close, I can't get up."

Yan Wenmao subconsciously took two steps back.

Luo Chuchu casually covered her calves with the hem of the skirt, feeling hot again, kicked it away again, and gave Shi Huaishan a wink.

Shi Huaishan didn't know, so Luo Chuchu had to point to the teacup, and he hurriedly picked up the teacup and handed it to her.

Uncovering the lid, he took a sip comfortably and gracefully... Then he drank the rest, smashed his mouth, and stuffed the empty glass back into Shi Huaishan's hand.

"Master Yan, there is something I want to tell you." Luo Chuchu thought about his words.

"..."

The charming atmosphere was swept away, but Luo Chuchu didn't realize it, and said to himself: "Huaishan is very considerate in his service, so I asked him a few more questions. I don't want this question to drag out something, maybe Lord Yan has something Interested to know."

After finishing speaking, his bright black eyes looked at Yan Wenmao without blinking, and he didn't let go of every expression.

Yan Wenmao was in a daze for some reason, his expression was a little dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Chuchu had no choice but to stand up from the bed. Thanks to the height of the bed, she was a head taller than Yan Wenmao.

The splendor was piled up, soft to the touch, and it was hard to stand up straight, so she put her hands on Yan Wenmao's shoulders, with a sullen expression, because of her beautiful appearance, she seemed to be coquettish.

"Master Yan, are you listening to me?"

"...Your Majesty, please tell me." For some reason, Yan Wenmao was afraid to look into Luo Chuchu's eyes.

"Did you handle the case of Shi's family before?" Luo Chuchu raised his voice.

Yan Wenmao forced his thoughts back, and after careful consideration, he nodded and said, "Yes."

"You have been cheated, you are a fool!" Luo Chuchu's big eyes were wide open, full of hatred for iron and steel.

Yan Wenmao was taken aback, and said: "Your Majesty...how do you say this?"

Luo Chuchu let go of the hand holding his shoulder, sat on the quilt, and bounced with the shaking of the bed.

"Huai Shan, tell Master Yan."

When Huaishan reported the incident to Yan Wenmao, Luo Chuchu struggled against the strands of hair hanging down.

She didn't want Yan Wenmao to feel that nothing happened between herself and Shi Huaishan, so she deliberately messed up her hair and clothes to act ambiguous.

Compared to asking Yan Wenmao to guess what he wants to use Shi Huaishan to do, but "accidentally" guessing the real situation, it is better to act as a monarch who is "fascinated by sex", spoils the face, and wants to vent his anger for him.

Yan Wenmao was too smart, Luo Chuchu wasn't sure if he could fool him, so he could only say that he should try his best to show his acting skills.

The strands of hair that I pulled out when I messed up my hairstyle can’t get it back now, and it’s uncomfortable to hang on my skin.

Luo Chuchu gave up, sat on the bed and shook his little feet, when Huaishan listened with clear logic and eloquence, he told Yan Wenmao the old case of the Shi family with facts and reason.

Originally, Yan Wenmao didn't care, but he frowned and interrupted: "Are you telling the truth?"

Facing Yan Wenmao's scrutinizing eyes, Shi Huaishan calmly presented the file: "Don't dare to lie to Mr. Yan, I can swear to the sky that every word I say is the truth."

Yan Wenmao took the dossier and looked it over, and then recalled who was sitting in the vacant seat after the collapse of the Shi family, and he was convinced that he was set up by Wen Renyin.

Two years ago, it was the time when he gained the most trust from the late emperor, and it was also the time when the ministers resisted the most.

At that time, there were too many brave people who were not afraid of death, Yan Wenmao didn't bother to investigate them one by one, anyway, it would not be wronged to take down any one casually, if he dared to resist him, he deserved the end of his family ruined.

If the Shi family was really destroyed by him, Yan Wenmao would not feel guilty today, and would even take Shi Huaishan's life conveniently, but that's not the case, it was Wen Renyin who took advantage of him.

"Wen Renyin..." Yan Wenmao had a sickly smile on his lips.

It's so brave to compete with him for power, talent, and even the empress.

He admits that he has never lost, but he doesn't know that Wen Renyin has already used him secretly, and how many times he has used him in this way!
How ridiculous!

Shi Huaishan clearly saw the monstrous anger burning in Yan Wenmao's pupils, the fire was so intense that he was a little startled.

Yan Wenmao is really that cruel...

Fortunately, the real enemy is not him...

After reacting, he felt ashamed and ashamed of his cowardly mentality, lowered his head, and his high-spirited momentum was weak.

There was silence in the room for a while.

Luo Chuchu didn't understand why the atmosphere was suddenly tense, and she didn't even dare to shake her feet. She looked at Yan Wenmao and Shi Huaishan.

Poor, weak, afraid to speak.jpg.

(End of this chapter)