I hide my concubine in a golden house

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Su Tian didn't know when she fell asleep, she thought she would be too bored to fall asleep, but when she woke up, it was already dark.

Close in front of him was Quan Juan's exquisite facial features, eyes closed, still asleep.

The oil lamps have been lit in the Hall of Eight Phoenixes, the charcoal fire is burning brightly, and the warmth in the room makes one's bones crisp.

Yesterday, when she was half asleep and half awake, she saw that Quan Juan was not there, and went looking for him with a stove in her arms in a daze, when she bumped into him and Wei Yu outside...

He never thought that Quan Juan would actually agree to marry Wei Yu.

Su Tian knows Quan Juan too well. A cold and indifferent person like him will not open his heart easily, and he is not very proactive. If there is nothing for such a person, how can he agree to others casually?
Even if you don't like it now, you still liked it.If it weren't for her, maybe Quan Jue would have married Wei Yu.

But now Quan Juan is the owner, she is alone.

Su Tian sighed softly, grabbed a handful of crooked hair, got up from the couch, pulled out, and carefully covered the brocade quilt with Quan Jing again.

Stepping on the ground with bare feet, the green bricks on the side of the Eight Phoenix Hall are not covered with soft animal blankets, and it feels a bit cold to the touch.

Although the charcoal brazier inside the house was fully ignited, the ground was still very cold.

Su Tian curled her toes, her bare, soft white feet found the shoes that had been kicked under the bed, put them on, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, her long underwear covered her feet, only five of them were faintly exposed Thin white toes.

There is hot water in the bathroom.

Now the waiters have figured out her habit of changing with the power, and every once in a while they prepare hot water again, warm it with a small stove, and come in regularly to change it, so as to ensure that there is hot water all the time.

Su Tian poured some hot water into the golden basin with a cotton cloth, and the hot air was gurgling upwards, and the mist splashed on Su Tian's face.

"Ah."

Su Tian hurriedly mixed some cold water, took a towel from the shelf beside her, wetted it, and scrubbed her face carefully.

Turning around, I was startled.

Quan Juan didn't change his clothes, he was wearing a black undershirt, which was baggy and didn't fit close to the body, but he was tall and long, so he insisted on wearing the clothes nicely.

At this moment, he was leaning against the door and watching her quietly.

Su Tian let out a breath: "You are silent, you scared me to death."

"What are you afraid of?" Quan Yan raised her beautiful thin lips, chuckled, walked over, took the handkerchief in her hand, carefully wiped her fingers, and said, "Why don't you call me?" The maid came in to serve?"

"It's all trivial things, besides, don't you dislike letting others come and go from your place?" Su Tian said.

"En." His eyes paused slightly, and Quan Yu threw the used handkerchief into the steaming golden basin, and said, "Okay, Your Highness, let's have dinner first, slow down, and be careful not to burn it."

"Know it."

Su Tian's stomach was already empty, she waved her hand and walked out, and she saw that meals had been prepared on the small table in the outer hall, and there was her favorite warm milk on the table.

Su Tian lifted the lid, held the white porcelain cup, squeezed the small golden spoon at the side, and stuffed a spoonful into her mouth, but unexpectedly her mouth was scalded.

The palace servants were afraid that the food would get cold easily in winter, and the heat preservation was done very well, it was almost scalding hot.

At this time, she remembered Quan Juan's advice just now, slow down, be careful of burning.

"Hmm." Su Tian regretted her mistake, covered her mouth, and was about to jump up to find water when a bowl of herbal tea was pushed in front of her.

Without saying a word, Su Tian raised her neck and drank a few mouthfuls of herbal tea. Only then did she feel that her burning tongue felt better.

"Tell you to slow down." Quan Jue helped her refill her tea, tapped her forehead, and said helplessly, "Why don't you listen?"

"Well, it's so tong..." Su Tian pouted her tongue, her eyes were teary, and she looked at Quan Yu accusingly.

"Let me take a look." Holding Su Tian's cheek, she stroked it with her fingertips: "Open your mouth."

(End of this chapter)