Concubine comes to disaster

"Little brother, why don't you know me..." Xiao Qiluo said pitifully as she stood there crying and rubbing her eyes.

The sea breeze came across her face, blowing her almost to the ground.

"Wooooow, little brother..."

"Ah, what happened to the little princess? Why are you crying?" Lan'er, who was on guard at night, was awakened by Xiao Qiluo's cry, and hurried over, only to see the little princess crying so sad.

"Little Princess, what's the matter... Have you had a nightmare?" Seeing her crying like this, Lan'er suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Qiluo woke up crying from her dream, Lan'er quickly reached out and hugged her, and hugged her in her arms, "Good girl, don't cry, don't cry, it's okay..."

Xiao Qiluo opened her eyes, and habitually looked towards the place where Wuyaziping would be standing, but there was no sign of him! ! !

He is gone!

She immediately pushed Lan'er away, jumped off the bed, and ran outside without even wearing her shoes.

An anxious look was on her face, her footsteps were messy, and tears of panic welled up in her eyes——

"It's not a dream, it's not a dream, he really disappeared." She ran out while talking.

"Little princess..." Lan'er hurriedly followed, she was scared to death, if the emperor saw the little princess running barefoot on the cold ground, he would definitely take her head off!

The emperor said that there must be no mistakes in serving the little princess, otherwise he will come to see him.

The emperor really regards the little princess as his darling, not only will he leave until he sees her sleeping peacefully, but he will never allow anyone to hurt her, and because of this, even Wu Ya was severely punished today!

Xiao Qiluo was wearing a small white dress and was barefoot, running on the road in a panic like a lost elf who couldn't find her way back.

Her big watery eyes were filled with a dazed and helpless expression.

The extreme fear made her immature childish voice tense and hoarse, her breathing quick and cautious, and the six-year-old girl searched around with wide panicked eyes.

"Little brother...don't go...don't go..."

Being tied to the pillar, Wu Yazi suddenly heard the sound of Zhu Qiluo crying anxiously, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a little barefoot crying heartbroken fairy running over from there, like that Son, it's heart-piercing to watch!

"Little girl..." He suddenly trembled in his heart, before he had time to think about anything, he broke free with his hand tied to the pillar, and the rope broke in an instant, and he flew in front of Xiaoqiluo with a flying body. stood in front of her.

Xiao Qiluo's tears slid down her cold red face onto the cold floor.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He said softly.

Hearing this, Xiao Qiluo raised her head, a few strands of messy hair fell down, covering her tear-stained eyes, and she looked through her hair.

I saw, under the moonlight, a little boy stood in front of her. He was much taller than her, and she could only see him by looking up at his chest.

He has a delicate face and deep eyes that are as thick as black. He has an indifferent and noble temperament, and there is love for her in his eyes.

It turned out that her little book boy was like this.At this moment, he seemed like a little god descended in front of her suddenly, calming down her flustered heart.

She raised her tender little hand, held Wu Yazi's hand, and said aggrievedly——

"I thought you were missing."

Wu Yazi squatted down and brushed away the strands of hair in front of her eyes with one hand. She was so beautiful and clear, with a unique temperament, stubborn and unyielding.

"I'm not missing."

"Hmph!" Seeing the person, Xiao Qiluo started to settle accounts with Wu Yazi before the tears dried up, "Why are you not in my room? I had a nightmare and dreamed that you disappeared. Open your eyes and see , you really disappeared. Hmph! How could you disappear..." Xiao Qiluo raised her small hand and thumped his stomach fiercely.

"Today I……"

"Oh! Speaking of today, I haven't settled accounts with you yet. How can you tie me up with a kite and let me fly? Are you afraid that I will fly away? Go! Go back and settle accounts with you!" Qi Luo dragged him to her small bedroom in Nether Palace.

Wu Yazi turned his head and saw Zhu Minglie standing there, nodded to him, then he turned his head and followed Qi Luo.

"Your Majesty, do you still want to punish Wuya?" Luo Nian asked beside him.

"No need, let Qi Luo take him back." Zhu Minglie said lightly.

"Yes, I finally understand..."

Zhu Minglie looked up at the sky, the night was too quiet, and the moonlight was like a mist woven by hazy silver yarn, shining a solemn and holy light on the leaves, on the porch pillars, and on the faces of people ——

I never knew that the palace at night was so lonely, and the lonely people felt pain in their hearts.

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times." Read this touching poem. "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be celebrated in a few days." Zhu Minglie asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty. In previous years, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace would hold a grand Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."

"What about this year..." The pure moonlight set off his figure even more silently.

"Because the emperor didn't speak, so..."

"Let's do it, hold a grand Mid-Autumn Festival banquet." He gave an order.

"Yes, I will convey the emperor's meaning to Li Dequan at the end."

Zhu Minglie turned around, the sentiment on his face faded away, and suddenly became as hard as iron——

"Luo Nian, I am the invincible Zhu Minglie, I am a cruel, ruthless and ruthless Zhu Minglie, so I will never stop killing! Pass down the order and summon the Bronze Gate, and I will train myself!"

His expression became more and more sinister, and those sinister eyes made people tremble.

"Since I got Jiangshan, I want to get such a beauty! Liusu, you wait, wait for me!" Luo Nian sighed in his heart, the emperor didn't seem to understand, a handful of sand in his hand, the tighter he held , The more you lose, the faster you lose.

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