Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 13: True Fragrance Warning 3
His skin is fair, like a piece of fine snow jade, his expression seems to carry the aloofness from the high mountains, and it seems to be the clear breeze from the sky.

He just lay there quietly, like a wounded leopard, not breathing at all.

Wait, no breath? ?

Mu Jiujiu was taken aback. From the beginning, he had been maintaining this posture, motionless, the rise and fall of his chest was almost invisible, and his face was getting paler and paler...

Could this guy hang up secretly while the emperor was out? ?
The more Mu Jiujiu thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her father was just a businessman.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen are the bottom of this society, so the emperor issued an imperial decree to let her marry into Yue Wang's mansion for joy, even though her father had millions of unwillingness in his heart, he had to obediently send her to the bridal sedan chair.

Originally, she didn't really believe in the matter of Chongxi, and she was thinking that after the death of His Royal Highness the King of Yue, she would rely on her kung fu to escape from the Palace of the King of Yue.

But now, the king of Yue is not only awake, but the emperor also asked her to serve him well. If he dies, he will be buried with him. When the emperor is in a bad mood again, what if he asks her whole family to be buried with him? ?

Thinking of this, Mu Jiujiu finally couldn't help calling out a few times: "His Royal Highness King Yue?? Your Highness... Your Highness, wake up..."

But no matter how she called, Bei Chenyue, who was lying on the bed, showed no sign of moving.

Should...shouldn't he really be dead? ?

Mu Jiujiu felt that she was about to cry, so she carefully stretched out a finger, and slowly poked it under his nose, trying to see if he was still breathing.

However, just as she stretched out her fingers, Bei Chenyue, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

Looking at each other, Mu Jiujiu suddenly forgot to take back his fingers.

Bei Chenyue narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and said to Mu Jiujiu in an unkind voice, "What are you doing?"

"Uh...I..." Mu Jiujiu came back to her senses, quickly withdrew her finger, and said with embarrassment, "I see that your Highness has rubbed some dirt on your face, so I want to wipe it off for you... That... wipe it..."

Bei Chen stared at her more coldly, and said in a gloomy voice, "If I remember correctly, I told you not long ago, don't beat me."

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

"Why, what do you mean I don't understand?? Also, a woman like you who can't do embroidery, playing the piano, or playing chess should never have read poetry, right?" Bei Chenyue sneered and said, "I want you Could you please explain, the meaning of Mo Ai Ben Wang is to ask you not to touch me."

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

You thought I would touch you! ?
Bei Chen glanced at her more, and said in a calm voice, "Gail Wind."

"The subordinate is here." Accompanied by this voice, a black figure knelt down in front of the bed in an instant.

"Help me get up." Bei Chenyue said towards Gaifeng.

"Yes." Gaifeng replied respectfully, immediately got up and stepped forward, supported Bei Chenyue's arm, and made him sit up against the bed.

Mu Jiujiu stood by and watched this scene silently for a long time, and finally said in a low voice: "The emperor asked me to take care of you, but your highness won't let me touch you, so how dare you ask the little girl what else can I do?" ??"

(End of this chapter)