After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 12 Can't remember again?
Qingzhi was waiting outside the palace gate early in the morning. She stayed at the gate of the palace until midnight last night, but she didn't see His Majesty coming out of the palace. From this, it can be assumed that His Majesty stayed at Fuyang Palace last night, with Concubine Su!stay!one!room!

No matter it is theoretical or ethical, it is not a good word. Concubine Su is the late emperor's concubine!
The bones of the first emperor were not yet cold, yet the new emperor and the concubine did such a thing!
Of course, it was just a quick thought, after all, except for those old men in the court, no one dared to really express their opinions to the monarch, and the others would only point their finger at Concubine Su, accusing her of disorderly behavior and messing up the harem!
In the room, Yan Yunxiao wakes up quietly, seeing the green gauze curtain, although the color is light, but compared to the gray and black curtains that he has always used in his dormitory, the color is still gorgeous.

His eyes suddenly sank, he sat up instantly, and lifted the curtain.

The morning sun came in through the window and fell into a warm beam that hit the carpet.

Su Jiu'er was lying on the side of the couch and was sleeping deeply. Last night, in order to appease Yan Yunxiao's uneasy mood, she stayed up late, and now it is time to fall asleep.

This comfortable and warm scene made Yan Yunxiao's gaze stagnate for a moment, and there was a trace of doubt in his dark pupils, but he stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to grab her slender neck, but suddenly found Su Jiu'er's slender and fair neck There is already an eye-catching red mark.

Judging from the technique, it is from his hand.

The memory slowly came back, Yan Yunxiao remembered that he came here to force the interrogation of the inside story she knew and the purpose of many times of probing, he pinched Su Jiu'er who was sleeping soundly, and then...
I don't remember.

His sword eyebrows were furrowed immediately, and he looked at Su Jiu'er with vigilance and a trace of inquiry.

He can't remember what happened last night? !
Is there something wrong with his own body, or is this woman doing something to her?
Although it is said that he lost his memory for a short time, he had it at a very young age, but the frequency was not high.Then came the two years when the concubine mother passed away, which was more frequent, but it was only six or seven times a year.

And it's only been seven days, and this happened twice?

He tried to recall it hard, but the memory was indeed blank, and his body felt a sense of relaxation that was soothed.

Looking at the morning light outside the window again, it was already past his usual morning exercise time.He actually woke up naturally after falling asleep. Last night should be the most comfortable and relaxing night he slept in recent years, right?

Only then did Yan Yunxiao remain silent, looking at Su Jiu'er beside the couch for a moment of contemplation.

The girl's sideburns covered her face, Yan Yunxiao stretched out her hand out of nowhere, trying to brush away that lock of hair, but after she stretched out her hand, a very familiar feeling flew through her mind for a moment.

His hand froze for a moment, with an inexplicable feeling, and he didn't know whether to retract it or continue to push back the hair.

It just so happened that Su Jiu'er was about to turn her head to the other side, and when she raised her head danglingly, her center of gravity was unsteady, and she suddenly fell backwards.

She was sitting on the footstool under the couch, if she fell down, her head would probably hit a big bump on the ground.

Yan Yunxiao's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Jiuer's collar. Su Jiuer fell on his back at a 45-degree angle on an inclined plane, and his whole body was awakened by the feeling of weightlessness.

"what-"

She yelled subconsciously, and after she stabilized her figure, she opened her eyes and saw that the man had woken up last night and was sitting on the couch, his black hair was slightly messy hanging behind his head, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were deep. But it was cold and gloomy.

(End of this chapter)