Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 122 Dirty hands

Her white and tender fingertips turned red when she touched the freshly roasted bird meat, and when she ate the pain, she suddenly retracted, but she couldn't bear it, she didn't even notice the faint mist in those peach blossom eyes.

The torn bird meat was in a silky shape, a very small piece, which she held gracefully in her hand.

The oily luster of the bird's skin stained Jiang Yuwan's tender and fair fingertips.

Her fingertips were slender and beautiful, with a faint pink color. After being stained with oil, it added a somewhat inexplicable and ambiguous color.

Mr. Ogawa was in a daze, and the torn piece of bird meat was sent to Yan Hong's lips.

Was blown gently.

Jiang Yuwan lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered down, and cast a shadow on her eyelids, appearing docile, but when she blew on the bird meat to dissipate heat, her red lips pursed slightly, which was unexpectedly delicate.

The bird meat was sent into her mouth, and she chewed it slowly, calmly and dignifiedly.

The roasted bird meat on the branches became less and less, and finally only the skeleton remained.

The meat of this caught bird was fresh and tender, but it was small after all, and she didn't feel full after eating one.

Not bothering the little eunuch any more, Jiang Yuwan nodded slightly to the little eunuch, indicating that she was full, and subconsciously licked her shiny red lips.

The scarlet tip of the tongue is looming, and the full and plump lips are delicate and charming.

It is like a flower of extravagance in full bloom under the night, attracting people to pick it and swallow it into their stomachs.

It makes people want to touch, hold, nibble, and play with their lips wantonly.

The little eunuch withdrew his gaze calmly, lowered his head and handed over a clean white veil meekly, without any marks on it.

Jiang Yuwan swept her eyes, took it lazily, gently wiped the oily shine from the corner of her mouth, and slowly wiped her tender fingertips.

She was born extremely beautiful, and her every move was captivating, making people's hearts itch. Just a simple movement would bring people the enjoyment of beauty, making people unable to control their eyes and being led away.

"It can't be wiped clean."

She frowned slightly, looking at the handkerchief in her hand.

Throwing the handkerchief on the branch that the little eunuch casually put aside, Jiang Yuwan twirled her fingertips, but still felt unclean.

"...The slave is offended."

The little eunuch carefully squeezed out a handful of plant ash from under the still extinguished fire, he hesitated for a moment, and slowly approached Jiang Yuwan's fingertips.

From the corner of his eye, he paid attention to Concubine Jiang's expression, and seeing that she didn't feel offended or resisted, he carefully applied the ash to Jiang Yuwan's tender fingertips.

He carefully raised Jiang Yuwan's palm with one finger, and with the other hand, he concentrated on rubbing the plant ash, so that the plant ash covered the remaining oil on her fingertips.

Plant ash is burnt very finely.

When her fingertips were rubbed, she actually felt ashamed that her fingers were being held in the palm of her hand and played with carefully.

He didn't feel the existence of that layer of plant ash at all, but felt the strong presence of the little eunuch's fingers.

Jiang Yuwan's eyes moved slightly, and a ripple suddenly appeared in the heart lake.

The bases of her ears slowly turned into a blushing color, but it seemed that she was thinking too much, so she could only let the little eunuch carefully wipe off the oily shine from her fingertips as if nothing had happened.

Both the thumb and index finger were stained with oil, and the little eunuch rubbed them one by one, not sparing between the fingers.

Jiang Yuwan's hand was hanging loosely, and the little finger underneath that fell into the shadow trembled a few times like a spasm.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to find some tea for you to rinse off."

The little eunuch let go of Jiang Yuwan's hand, turned around and went back to the room to get the water bottle.

Jiang Yuwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her slightly stiff fingers and looked down. They were stained with plant ash.

(End of this chapter)