The Evil King's Pampering Wife: The Unscrupulous Miss

Chapter 318: Deep in the Imperial Palace 6
This kind of person made Su Anran very upset, but Nan Liyan's familiar side face still lingered in Su Anran's mind, but she couldn't remember it no matter how much she thought about it.

Nan Liyan turned his head and waved his hand, and the two men in black behind him quickly and neatly carried the bucket into the emperor's house. It seemed that their agile skills had undergone special training.

After the two men in black carried the barrel in, they backed out, closed the door, looked around, and strode away.

The emperor's window was still open. I don't know what the emperor was talking to Nan Liyan, but seeing that the emperor was very happy, he took off his clothes and sat in the barrel. Mo Qingchen quickly covered Su Anran's eyes, and Gu Xi used a special Consciously turned his head to the side.

When Mo Qingchen let go of his hand again, the emperor had already entered the tub. Afterwards, Nan Liyan opened the screen to cover it, but every move inside could be seen from the screen.

Pausing for a while, Nan Liyan kept staring at the emperor's back. The meekness just now was gone, and the rest was vicious. Those eyes seemed to want to pierce the emperor.

The emperor held the edge of the tub with his hand, and said lovingly, "Li'er, why aren't you here?"

"Go back to Father, I'll be here right away." Nan Liyan replied.

Nan Liyan took off the lid of the wooden barrel, and a fresh smell of blood rushed to his face. Nan Liyan sucked greedily, and when he was satisfied, he took a ladle from the side, and poured the sticky blood The scoop poured down from the emperor's shoulders. At this time, the restlessness in the emperor's heart gradually calmed down, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the comfort and pleasure brought by the blood.

The bright red blood slowly flowed down the emperor's shoulders, and the fresh smell made the emperor unable to extricate himself.

Su Anran raised her eyebrows, and the pungent bloody smell lingered around Su Anran. The moment Nan Liyan opened the lid, the bloody smell had already penetrated the window and rushed into Su Anran's nose along with the air and wind. Su Anran is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, not to mention the large amount of blood, Su Anran felt uncomfortable for a while, the blood stimulated the stomachs of Su Anran and others to churn.

How many innocent lives would it take to get such a big vat of blood, Su Anran was shocked, how cruel and bloodthirsty would it be to do this?

Mo Qingchen saw that Su Anran was unwell, and there was a signal in his eyes that he wanted to intervene. Su Anran quickly grabbed Mo Qingchen's hand, "Don't."

Mo Qingchen was helpless, he was already used to it, after seeing Su Anran's pale face, he tried his best to endure, but finally he couldn't resist Su Anran's stubbornness, and compromised, Mo Qingchen's other hand clung to Su Anran's palm. With a small face, soft eyes, a little distressed.

"Father, is this still possible?" Nan Liyan slowly scooped up blood into the bathtub, his eyes were fierce, but he still said words against his will.

The emperor seemed to have regained some energy, and said kindly: "Well, my Li'er does things neatly. If it weren't for my Li'er, I'm afraid it would have been... Sigh."

"Father, don't say that kind of thing, my son is just doing his best."

The emperor sighed softly, and said: "Father has been sick for more than ten years. If it weren't for my son, I wouldn't be alive today."

"Don't say such discouraging words, father will definitely live a long life." Nan Liyan said.

"I think that group of people said that this method can lead to longevity, but I didn't expect that it made my father become like this, my son... my son." Nan Liyan sobbed more and more, but he didn't know that the smirk in his eyes could no longer be held back.

(End of this chapter)