Can Rebirth be withdrawn?

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Behind the heavy curtains, a young woman is sitting in a wooden barrel, being bathed by several elderly nuns.

She was washed over and over again by several nuns from head to toe, until her skin ached, she finally couldn't help raising her head, and asked the leading nun, "Nurse, when will I Can it be washed?"

The leading nun treated her as if she was clothes, scrubbed her expressionlessly and said, "I have to wash it again."

The woman really didn't want to wash anymore, she glanced at the square table not far away, said with a flattering smile, "Mother, there is a gold hairpin over there, I invite you to drink tea."

The leading nun followed her gaze and looked over, although she didn't say anything, but when she looked away, she winked at a few nuns beside her, and the other nuns immediately understood what she meant when they saw this , the strength in his hand softened a lot in an instant.

Even the nanny who told the woman the rules of serving the emperor later, her voice became much more friendly, and she was no longer as rigid as before: "Our emperor is not as good as you imagined! It's easy to serve. Up to now, the show girls have been selected to enter the palace one after another. Every few days, there are show girls who are called to serve the bed. But those show girls didn't offend the emperor Longyan and were driven to the cold palace. It was directly sent to the frontiers to reward the soldiers, so far, apart from the current noble concubines, none of the beautiful women can really stay in the harem as a legitimate concubine after serving the bed."

Maybe it's because of her extravagant spending, Mammy talked too much.

"If the girl is happy to serve the emperor tonight, and the emperor really keeps the girl, then the girl's prosperity is just around the corner."

The woman opened her big eyes and listened very carefully.

It has been half a year since she entered the palace as a draft pick, and this is the first time the emperor has turned over her sign and called her to serve him in bed.

Before that, she had also heard some rumors in the palace, saying that the beautiful girls who had slept with her did not end well.

She was afraid and longed for the sleeping servant. She was afraid that like other beautiful girls, she would not be able to get into the eyes of the emperor, and would be punished the next day. What she hoped was that after entering this deep palace, only the sleeping servant would be her only one. The way out, you must know that the beautiful girls in this palace live a life that is not human at all. It’s okay to live in a dilapidated and old house. There is no charcoal fire in winter and mosquitoes in summer. They don’t have enough to eat and drink. The lowest maids of honor can show their faces casually.

Compared with this dark and miserable life, deep down in her heart she still hoped that she could usher in a turning point by relying on tonight's bedtime service.

When the time came, the eunuch came to pick her up.

A few nuns helped her clean her body in a hurry, without any clothes for her, they wrapped her in a quilt directly, and let the eunuch carry her away.

Along the way, the woman was nervous.

She didn't know how long she had been carried on the back in the bumps, and finally arrived at the emperor's bedroom.

She was put on the dragon bed by several eunuchs, and then all the people in the hall were evacuated, leaving only herself.

She kept in mind what the nanny told her, don't look around, don't move around, and quietly wait for the emperor to come and pamper her.

She was lying like a wooden figure for an unknown amount of time, when the door was finally pushed open, and she subconsciously clenched the quilt with her fingers, both expectant and nervous.

The sound of footsteps gradually came to the dragon bed, and she smelled a very fragrant smell. The mother told her not to open her eyes to look at the emperor casually. Although she was curious about what kind of person the emperor was, she would use Such a nice female fragrance, but I never dared to open my eyes.

She could vaguely feel that someone was looking at her. She held her breath, being looked at by the other party, and suddenly a hand fell on her neck.

The hand was soft, not like a man's hand, but more like a woman's.

She frowned, holding back her trembling eyelashes and forcing herself not to look.

Suddenly, her neck went cold, it was his lips that landed on her aorta, she swallowed nervously, and then a pain swept through her brain, she instinctively opened her eyes, turned her head and looked to the side At a glance, a person was lying on her neck sucking his own blood. The person seemed to sense her gaze, and looked up to her side. Seeing her face, her pupils dilated instantly. , full of shock and disbelief.

is her?

Is it her?

How could it be her?
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Compared to Taoyuan Town, Kyoto is much more lively. Zhong Shaoyu visited Kyoto many years ago. After so many years, Kyoto is no different from what she remembered, it is still bustling and charming.

When she and Jiang Yu arrived in the capital, it was already evening, but there were still many people in the market.

At night in Kyoto, colorful lanterns are everywhere, especially the river that passes through the city, which is simply a sea of ​​lights.