After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 50 Sleepwalking
The more Chen Qianzhe thought about it, the angrier he became, and his eyes were filled with knife intent: "Gu Yao, Yun Rusong!"

"No, Your Majesty, you have to tell me first what this rime is?" Ling Xi paused and asked tentatively: "Is it the girl's name?"

"Tea!!" Chen Qianzhe almost gritted his teeth.

"……Oh."

【Tea! 】

[I thought it was a girl! 】

[Just drink tea, your voice almost sent me away! 】

Ling Xi walked a few steps and then came back: "Your Majesty, where is this Yun Rime?"

"Chalong!"

"..."

Chalong, where is it again?

But seeing that the tyrant's face was dark and smelly, as if someone owed him two hundred million and hadn't paid back, Ling Xi stopped asking and went to look for him in the Nuan Pavilion.

Soon, she saw the Chalong where tea leaves were kept.

One of the blue and white porcelain tea urns has the words "Yun Rime" stuck on the outside.

She changed the tea leaves and sent new tea.

"You are injured and you are still taking medicine. Tea is antidote to the medicine. Is it bad if you drink so much tea?"

"If you can't understand the effect of the medicine, what does it have to do with you? If I die, wouldn't you be freer? You can go outside the palace to find other men as you like!" Chen Qianzhe lowered his eyes and his voice was as cold as a person's. .

[The words of the tyrant don’t sound quite right! 】

[As if you heard what I just complained about! 】

[It shouldn’t be, I built a firewall]

[Well, I must be overthinking it, it’s just a coincidence! 】

【…】

Chen Qianzhe dropped the memorial with a bang.
-
Your abacus beads that went out to the palace to look for the crooked neck tree have all collapsed on your face, but you still have the nerve to say you built a wall! -
Is that a hollow wall? !

[Why are you angry again? 】

[Did I make the wrong tea again? 】

【It shouldn’t be!I still recognize the three characters "Yun Risong"! 】

[Forget it, just be patient! 】

[After all, we still have to hold on to the tyrant’s thigh! 】

[Otherwise, the emperor’s uncle still has to kill me? 】

【…】

"Well, um, Your Majesty, is the tea not to your liking? How about I change it for you?" She asked softly and thoughtfully.

Chen Qianzhe said with a dark face: "No, two cups of new tea a night, do you still want to sleep alone?"

[Why are you blaming me again? 】

[Are you just complaining that the bed is crooked when you can't sleep? 】

[Isn’t tea what you want to drink? 】

[It makes me feel like a bully is having sex with you and giving you tea! 】

Chen Qianzhe was already lying down over there, with his head covered with a velvet quilt.

Ling Xi put out the candle and was about to leave when Chen Qianzhe suddenly sat up again: "Where are you going?"

"...go back to sleep!"

"We need someone to accompany us at night as a footman. If you don't have one... you can take care of it yourself!"

He lay back angrily, but his ears stood up unconsciously.

Sure enough, Ling Xi was writing something in her heart again.

[The tyrant is feeling very strange today! 】

[Did he take gun medicine or have an endocrine disorder? 】

[Why did you suddenly get angry when you were so good? 】

[And it’s still a nameless evil fire! 】

[Forget it, find someone to keep him company so I can go back to sleep! 】

But the strange thing is that all the eunuchs and maids in Suiyang Palace seemed to be on a collective holiday. She ran to several palaces in a row but could not find anyone alive.

Just as he was about to leave the palace to look for her, a person flashed out of the darkness: "Girl, stay!"

She recognized him as one of the Twelve Guards.

"I, I'll go out and find Mr. An..."

"This is His Majesty's sleeping quarters. No one is allowed to come or go at will without His Majesty's decree. Do you need His Majesty's order for the girl to go out?"

"...No." "I'm sorry, girl, you have to stay!"

With a ruthless look on his face, the Twelve Guards signaled Ling Xi to go back.

She was helpless: "I want to find a eunuch or a maid to serve as His Majesty's servant..."

"I'm sorry, I can't!"

"...you..."

"Girl, don't make it difficult for me to be young."

"..."

Ling Xi was speechless for a moment.

As if if I persisted, I would become a villain.

There is no other way, just return to Nuannuan Pavilion.

"This is such a shabby place. I can't even find anyone to accompany me for the night. Is the royal family so short of people?"

She remembered that other palaces and gardens were full of eunuchs and maids everywhere!
Why is Suiyang Palace so special?

Chen Qianzhe seemed to have fallen asleep.

He was lying on the pillow, breathing evenly, and the down quilt was pushed to the ground, exposing half of his slim waist.

Ling Xi picked up the down quilt and covered him.

"Sure enough, a man's mouth is a liar. During the day, he said he lived here and called him when I had something to do. At night, I had to accompany him as a night servant... Hey, why should I be a servant? I was injured too!"

He was asleep anyway, so it didn’t matter what he did.

Ling Xi didn't care, turned around and went back to the tyrant's bed, and fell asleep after getting into bed.

While sleeping soundly, I was awakened by the sound of footsteps.

I saw Chen Qianzhe holding a book in his left hand and dragging a pillow with his right hand, walking barefoot towards the big bed.

Ling Xi turned over and sat up. Just when she was about to ask, she suddenly noticed something was wrong in the Tyrant's eyes.

He stared straight at the bed, as if he was in a state of despair.

[Is he sleepwalking? 】

As soon as she finished her thoughts, Chen Qianzhe climbed onto the bed, pushed her pillow away with one hand, straightened the pillow she dragged, opened the book, placed the board squarely on the side of the pillow, and then lay down.

All the while, he didn't even look at her.

Soon, his breathing became even and gentle again.

"It's really...sleepwalking!!"

Ling Xi was completely sleepless. She looked at the pillow that fell to the ground, picked it up, and carried it to the Nuan Pavilion.

The sun is drunk.

She turned over and felt something pressing under her waist, and subconsciously touched it.

Ok?
It seems like... a hand?

Where did the hand come from?

She woke up instantly, opened her eyes suddenly, and faced the tyrant's handsome face.

The tyrant seemed to have just been woken up by her and was looking at her sleepily.

She yelled and hurriedly stepped back, but unexpectedly, her body was empty and she fell under the bed.

Chen Qianzhe wanted to catch hers, but Ling Xi's movements were too strong and too big, so he couldn't catch it, so he let it go.

He sat up slowly and stretched out: "Why did you sleep on Gu's side?"

Ling Xi's body ached from the fall: "Why did I sleep on your side? You slept on my side..."

She struggled to get up: "You were sleepwalking last night and ran to your own bed, eh..."

Ling Xi realized something was wrong and froze there.

"No, why are you back again?"

Didn't he sleepwalk back to his own bed?

Why did you appear in Nuan Pavilion again?

Who knows, Chen Qianzhe looked at her strangely: "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you still awake?"

His eyes were clear, as if he really didn't know what she was talking about.

Ling Xi rubbed her shoulders and got up, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed all the words.

The tyrant must have been sleepwalking again and ran back to Nuange to sleep.

It is common sense that people who sleepwalk do not know that they are sleepwalking.

But two dream trips in one night is too much!

(End of this chapter)