maid's harem life

Chapter 7

The man snorted softly: "This king thought it was so special, but he is also so timid. It's a pity, if you don't beg for mercy, this king really has to think about it and take you away."

Hearing the words, Qingyin buried her shoulders with ease, but kept begging for mercy: "Your servant will never dare again..."

The chin was raised again, the man's eyes went straight into the woman's eyes, and they stared at each other for a while.

The girl's pupils were full of purity, as if she came from another world, and she never missed the slightest bit, sucking her into his eyes, yes, there was another self hidden under her eyes.But even she didn't notice it, then, it must be her other side.

The man let go of the restraint on his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up playfully: "It's really interesting."

interesting?Qingyin's heart sank and she lowered her head tightly.

"Get up."

Mingxie turned to face the man: "I'm living here, are you still used to it?"

Ming Yao nodded lightly, his throat moved, but he couldn't speak.

Qingyin glanced at the paper on the table, although she couldn't see clearly, it also confirmed her suspicion, Lord Yao really couldn't speak.

"If you don't want to stay in the palace, you can let the emperor allow you to leave the palace, you'll be happy and at ease." Mingxie looked out sideways, with a calm expression, and his words were even more cruelly calm. "

It's better not to provoke this man.

With that in mind, the woman nodded lightly.

Mingxie had a panoramic view of Qingyin's movements, raised her brows lightly, and raised one corner of her mouth slightly, and raised her head to find that the man was looking at her, she curled her lips in a hurry, and buried her head deeply.

Traveling to this other world, Qingyin just wants to hide in the most inconspicuous corner and find the way back.

Mingxie stood up, the sun was shining on her shoulders, shining like a god, the woman lowered her head, just in time to see the darkness of the ground.

It wasn't until the figure of the man stepped out that Qingyin breathed out quietly, and stepped forward to collect the paper and inkstone on the table.

Mingyao raised his head sideways, the woman's clear eyes were slightly narrowed by the sunlight outside the door, her fair skin had a silky luster, her chin was thin but round.

Although it is not stunning, but unintentionally, it always warms people's hearts.

Seeing the woman put away the rice paper, Ming Yao's face turned cold, and he snatched it away.

Qingyin stared at him blankly, her hands were still in the original position, frozen in mid-air.

After a few hisses, he was torn to pieces, his hands slammed on the table, and he stood up abruptly.

The body was pushed away violently, Qingyin straightened up obediently, and finally did not fall down.

This Lord Yao is really weird.

The maid at the side saw the man stepping out, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the debris on the ground.

Qingyin stared at Mingyao's back, and squatted down helplessly.

The maid Qiao'er put the shredded paper at the foot of the table into her sleeve: "You don't know that Lord Yao can't talk, do you?"

Qingyin paused and nodded: "I thought he just didn't like talking."

Qiao'er squatted beside the woman and whispered in her ear: "Anyway, no one has ever seen Lord Yao speak. Just now, you must have received his rice paper and got angry for a while."

Voiceless' words were awakened, and she nodded in surprise.

This secret might be embarrassing to him, but now, she has discovered it.

After tidying up the house, Mingyao was still nowhere to be seen, Qingyin paced a few steps under the eaves, and still opened her legs.

Because of what happened last time, she didn't dare to run around anymore, so she followed the nine twists and eighteen turns to the imperial garden.

From a distance, I saw a dark blue figure, sitting alone in the pavilion, the man's back was lonely, in Qingyin's eyes, he looked like a lost child.

The woman lifted the hem of her skirt, climbed up the steps, and tiptoed forward, but saw him lying on the cold stone table.

Qingyin didn't know where the courage came from, and stretched out a hand to pat Mingyao's left shoulder.

The man froze suddenly, raised his head, saw that it was Qingyin, and slapped the woman's hand down in disgust.

Qingyin rubbed the back of his hand in pain, but finally stood beside him without giving up, seeing that he didn't respond at all, she simply sat down opposite him.

Seeing her insistence, Ming Yao turned his head and ignored her.

Qingyin bent the corners of her mouth, and sat beside the man, letting him face her.

Ming Yao didn't appreciate it and continued to dodge, but the woman didn't give up and followed closely.

After repeated tossing and turning, Mingyao stopped wasting his efforts and stared at Qingyin fiercely.

"Lord Yao, please listen to the servant girl to finish." The woman patted her chest lightly, poured out the tea on the table, and drank a cup by herself: "You either."

Seeing that the man didn't respond, Qingyin put down the cup resentfully, turning over the knowledge she had learned in the cram school in her mind.

At that time, many of the residents in the nursing home were deaf-mute elderly. In order to accompany them there, she and Feng Feiyue even went to learn sign language.

Qingyin put her hands in front of her body and made a serious movement.

Ming Yao raised a sword eyebrow, snorted and snorted.

The woman didn't take it seriously, and repeated: "This gesture means a friend."

Ming Yao raised his chin with one hand, but still ignored him.

Qingyin patted him with one hand. Today, I don't know where he has such courage.

Ming Yao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the woman to act like this, just about to have an attack, but saw her small hands resting on her cheeks, her eyes were fixed on him.

"Lord Yao, I don't have a single friend here. You are the master, but I really don't have any other ideas. I just want to be friends with you. When something happens, I don't have to hold it in my heart. I can talk to someone."

Qingyin repeated the action just now: "This is sign language. From now on, we can communicate without relying on rice paper."

Ming Yao wanted to shake it away heavily, but when he saw the woman's gaze, he retracted it all at once.

Qingyin raised her head slightly, her small face was full of hope, and her eyes were even more radiant, as vast as the stars and moon, which could shine brightly at night.The thick eyelashes fluttered playfully up and down as they blinked.

Seeing that Ming Yao couldn't stop looking at her, the woman stretched out her hand and smiled: "Lord Yao, let's shake hands, we are friends now."

The man squinted at the woman's outstretched hand, and then turned to look at her smiling face.Mingyao only felt his heart thump, and it was smashed open, the long-lost warmth flowed from his heart to his limbs, the corners of his lips curled up, and he stretched out his infected hand, and held it.

Qingyin's hand is very small, and the man's open palm fits it all in.

Feeling somewhat flattered, she did not expect that Mingyao would really reach out her hand, and squeezed it vigorously: "This means that we will be able to live in harmony from now on."

The man thought it was a letter, with a smile on the corner of his eye, he squeezed it hard.

"Ah, it hurts." Qingyin exclaimed, shaking her little hand in pain.

Ming Yao let go of his hand, with an innocent face.

I'm a quick learner.

The days of slavery passed day by day like this.

Qingyin would go to the rockery in the garden if she had nothing to do, and Ah Wu's leg injury has mostly healed.

After feeding it the food, the woman patted the dust off her skirt and got out.

Taking advantage of the early time, Qingyin thought about wandering around the park, so as to save time and not find the north.

Along the protruding amethyst stone path, the woman walked all the way, green bamboos were growing, and the leaves were full of greenery.The pieces are narrow and long, with extremely sharp ends. Qingyin stretched out a hand and stroked lightly, but did not dare to use force.

Feng Luo was silent, swaying delicately, her waist was like a willow, twisting lingeringly.

"Your Majesty, look, how beautiful it is." The woman's voice was mixed with infinite coquettishness, and with just one click, one could be drawn into that enchanting figure.

Qingyin looked around in a panic, but saw a few mottled figures looming behind the bamboo forest.

You can see yourself when you turn a corner. In a hurry, the woman lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, and parted the dense forest with the other, squeezing her body inside.

Suddenly, a palm-sized frog jumped out from the depths of the forest, staring at the unexpected visitor with its eyes wide open.

Qingyin's heart tightened. Since she was a child, she was most afraid of this kind of thing: "Ah..."

The woman stepped back quickly, loosened her hand, and the bamboo that had been pulled away hit back with a 'snap', making a rustling sound.The ground was full of broken leaves.

Qingyin beat her chest heavily with one hand, just as she turned around, she saw Emperor Ming, Concubine Li, several maidservants and eunuchs standing in front of her.

The woman was startled, and hurriedly knelt down: "My maidservant sees the emperor, concubine Li."

The scattered bamboo leaves stayed in mid-air, and slowly fell on the woman's body and hair.

Underworld Emperor lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman: "Raise your head."

Qingyin raised her head obediently, and placed her small hands nervously by her side. If she had known earlier, she would have listened to Ye Yatou's words and stopped running around.

"Ah..." Concubine Li who was beside her whispered, and put one hand on the man's elbow: "Your Majesty, she is the one who picked Huo Li from my concubine."

Underworld Emperor raised his eyebrows wickedly: "Such a maid, dare to touch Li Concubine's things."

Qingyin looked at the two with firm eyes: "Going back to the emperor, this servant didn't know that it was Huoli, so I boldly picked a piece to shelter from the rain, please forgive me."

"The things in the imperial garden, can you, a little maid, pick them up?" Concubine Li took a step forward, pointing her finger at the woman.

Qingyin lowered her body: "I don't dare."

"Don't dare, I see that you are very courageous." Concubine Li returned to Emperor Ming's side: "Your Majesty, you must be severely punished today, otherwise, everyone will come to pick a piece, and if it spreads, won't it mean that the concubine is not in good hands? A maid can't cure it."

The man pulled away without any trace, and walked up to Qingyin.

With her head buried low, Qingyin didn't dare to raise her head, it's better not to let him notice what happened at the altar in the morning.

The man's bright yellow robe fluttered with the wind, drifting past Qingyin's lowered eyes.

"Your Majesty." A voice came from behind the woman.

It was the demon concubine, her voiceless voice secretly screamed that something was wrong, she hurriedly shrank back.

"The concubine Yao is in such a rare mood today." Concubine Li stepped forward with a smile in her eyes, but it was secretly cold.

The woman didn't pay attention to her, but just glanced at Qingyin who was on the ground. She was wearing a sky blue dress, which made the woman even more enchanting with a clear spirit.

He lightly kicked Qingyin: "Aren't you the maid who eavesdropped, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, this maid stepped on my Huoli."

(End of this chapter)