Can Rebirth be withdrawn?

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The cool and watery moonlight poured down from the sky, casting a hazy yellow light on the high walls, making the deep palace in the middle of the night appear more mysterious and silent.

The palace of the young emperor is resplendent and resplendent, and the red inner pillars are engraved with lifelike golden dragons circling around, which is extraordinarily magnificent.

On the huge dragon bed, Mo Li lay quietly alone for an unknown amount of time. Just as she was about to fall asleep from boredom, the door of the bedroom was finally pushed open by someone. As the footsteps got closer and closer, the scent became stronger and stronger, and Mo Li, who had his eyes closed, couldn't help but frowned.

This fragrance is so fragrant, it doesn't seem like a spice that a man would use. After smelling it carefully, this fragrance seems a little familiar.

The visitor had already arrived in front of the bed, and Mo Li resisted opening his eyes in order not to reveal any flaws.

The man lifted the veil and sat on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand and gently touched her cheek. His fingertips were slightly cool, and his fingertips were unusually soft...

Mo Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she became more and more curious in her heart.

These are clearly a pair of women's hands...

Obviously it is the emperor's draft, why is it a woman who summons the beautiful maid to sleep?

Mo Li tightly clenched the talisman in her hand, trying to maintain her superficial calm, suddenly she felt the scent in her breath getting stronger, and then a strand of hair fell on her face, a little itchy, It made her want to sneeze, she tried her best to hold back, and then felt a warmth coming from her ears, it was someone's lips that landed on her skin, sliding down her neck all the way, landing on the on her aorta...

Mo Li was startled, and just about to cast out the spell, the person who was attached to her suddenly left her quickly as if she had sensed something.

Mo Li opened his eyes, but before he saw the person coming, the person had already escaped from the emperor's bedroom.

Zhong Shaoyu and Ye Sang, who hid in the dark and kept an eye on the movement of the palace, chased after that figure without hesitation.

There was a fork in the road ahead, and Zhong Shaoyu and Ye Sang split into two paths.

Zhong Shaoyu chased all the way to the lake in the Imperial Garden, only to see that the lake was calm, the lotus flowers in the lake were in full bloom, and there was no one at all.

Could it be that that person is on Ye Sang's side?
Zhong Shaoyu was worried that Ye Sang would not be able to deal with that person alone. After making sure that there was no one around, he turned around and was about to go back the same way to find Ye Sang, when suddenly her feet were entangled by something, and before she could recover Come, she has been dragged into the lake.

Zhong Shaoyu struggled to go upstream, but her feet were entangled more and more tightly by unknown things, and even spread all the way up her ankles, entangled both her legs.

She fell uncontrollably to the bottom of the lake, and she didn't know what kind of enchantment had been applied to the lake. Her aura was a bit unusable for a while, and she tried to hold her breath for a long time, but in the end she was severely beaten by the lake water. Choked several mouthfuls.

Her legs had sunk deeply into the mud. In the blink of an eye, the mud was up to her waist. When it was about to cover her chest, she heard a "pop" sound, and then she felt A hand grabbed her hand, and with a slight exertion, he easily lifted her out of the mud.

When she fell, she felt that the lake was very deep, but at this moment, under the drag of this hand, she was thrown onto the shore in just the blink of an eye.

She sat on the ground wet all over, spat out two mouthfuls of lake water in embarrassment, while wringing the dirty water from her hair and clothes, she looked up and looked aside.

Seeing his clothes, Zhong Shaoyu thought it was a guard: "Thank you..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the man's face. She opened her eyes wide and got up from the ground: "...Jiang Yu?"

Jiang Yu didn't speak. Although he was dressed as a guard, he couldn't conceal the coldness and indifference that came from his bones.

He heard her voice, but he didn't look at her, but stared at the lake in front of him with a gloomy expression.

The surface of the lake was quiet, and the moonlight quietly sprinkled on it, dyeing the lotus with a thin layer of light.

Such a beautiful scenery, I don't know how to offend him, it makes him look more and more annoyed, wishing to fill up the lake in the next second.