Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 262 Your Majesty, Take Off Your Clothes, My Face Is So Sick
"feel better now?"

realized what he was asking.

Murong Wan blushed and nodded her head: "It's much better."

"It's almost dawn, go to sleep, we have to leave tomorrow and continue on our way."

"Ah."

Murong Wan nodded obediently.

Maybe it's because she was really tired after working so hard at night. She was gently held in the arms of the man, and carefully placed on the bed, as if she was facing a rare treasure.

He leaned over and took off her shoes and socks.

After taking off her coat, she lay down beside her.

The bed is not big, and it is a bit crowded for two people to lie down.

The man was much taller than her, but only took up a little bit of the bed.

On the other hand, Murong Wan himself occupied most of the seats.

She tossed and turned inside, and finally, facing the man's side, hugged the man's strong waist from behind, and rubbed her head against his back.

"emperor."

"Ok?"

"Take off your clothes, my face is so uncomfortable."

Hearing this, the man's back stiffened suddenly.

There was no answer, but Murong Wan could hear the rustling sound of undressing.

The outer brocade robe was taken off, and the man put on an inner garment.

Murong Wan hugged her comfortably and warmly.

Soon he was falling asleep with his head on his back.

Waiting to hear the girl's slight snoring from behind.

Pei Qilian turned around, and the thin moonlight shone in. He stared at the girl's fair and delicate face.

A peaceful sleeping face.

The big palm caressed up uncontrollably and hugged her into his arms.

Feel her presence, her warmth.

At that moment, everything in this world can be compared.

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Hope this beauty can last.

Even if it is fifteen minutes, he is willing to trade his life for it.

The next day.

The queen mother got up early.

Complaining to Shangguan Qiu downstairs.

"The bed in this inn hurts my family's back."

If it weren't for the abbot Mochi of Ganye Temple to be an eminent monk, she would have to burn incense and pray, she would not be able to bear this crime no matter what.

Especially as you get older, you are not as capable of tossing around as young people.

Shangguan Qiu thoughtfully patted her back and rubbed her waist: "The queen mother will arrive at the Ganye Temple in two days' time, and if she has to drive around for a while, she will have to dismount and walk."

Yue Cirong sighed.

If it wasn't for her disappointing son, would she need to suffer this?
"Qiu'er."

She turned to take her hand.

"hiss--"

The woman gasped suddenly.

Looking back at Yue Cirong's hand, although there is no bandage on it, there are dots, red and long bloody slits, which are very obvious on the woman's palm.

Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes dangerously, pulled Shangguan Qiu in front of her, and looked her palm up and down.

His eyes were full of distress: "What's going on? Didn't you feel fine last night? Why are there so many wounds on your hands?"

Shangguan Qiu clenched his lower lip and shut up.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yue Cirong couldn't help but look at Nanny Wu beside her.

Nanny Wu took a cautious look at Shangguan Qiu.

The latter bit his lower lip and shook his head stubbornly at her.

Mother Wu signaled, and said: "The empress got up last night, the road was slippery in the dark, and she accidentally fell."

"careless?"

As soon as she heard the three words "accidentally", Yue Cirong was instantly laughed out of anger, her face was full of gloom: "Can you accidentally fall like this?"

The densely packed small shallow cuts did not fall accidentally at first glance, they were obviously made by someone!

(End of this chapter)