Chapter 117 Blood?Ah, blood! (1)

"Is there really nothing wrong?" Xie Xida didn't care about me.

"It's really nothing." My smile was finally able to squeeze out, and I said, "If something happened, would I still be able to stand here alive?"

Xie Xida nodded: "It's okay, then I can rest assured."

I said, "Thank you, Big Brother Xi. You will always be Big Brother Xi in my heart."

Xie Xida smiled lightly: "Then I'm leaving. The emperor is waiting for us in the study and said he has something to discuss."

I said, "Well. You go."

Xie Xi quickly followed Wu Sanlang and Xie Xixiao's backs to catch up. Wu Sanlang and Xie Xixiao had gone far away and soon disappeared.Xie Xida also quickly disappeared.

I bit my lip again - I don't know when I developed the habit, I like to bite my lip when I encounter unhappy and troublesome things.

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After returning to Gui Palace, I was still biting my lip, biting it so tightly that blood came out of my lip, and there was a fishy, ​​sweet taste rushing straight into my mouth.

In my mind, I kept circling Wu Dalang's words: "Pan Jinlian, you remember me, I am the emperor, the power is supreme, killing you is as easy as trampling an ant to death! Since you entered the palace , became my woman! Whether you love me or not, you have to obey the rules! I tell you to go east, you can’t go west, I want you to die standing, you can’t sit down!”

I thought, what should I do?
The only way is to hide from Wu Dalang, as far away as possible.

Can't be provoked or can't hide?

It is estimated that Wu Dalang can't see me, so he can't find a reason to grab my pigtails, and he can't find a chance to wear my little shoes.But, how should I hide?It's not a kid playing peek-a-boo!It is estimated that Wu Dalang will ask me to attend the bed tonight.If I'm really asked to "serve the bedroom" again, can I say no?To resist the decree is to kill people.

Bedtime!Bedtime!
Oh shit!What excuse do I have to find to avoid the bad luck of "serving the bed"?

Chunmei stood next to me, looking at me worriedly: "My Lady—" She begged in a low voice, "My Lady, stop biting your lip. Your lip is bitten, yes, there is blood oozing out."

Blood?Ah, blood!

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, oh yes, I have a solution.

I quickly climbed onto the bed, covered myself with the quilt, and moaned with a bitter face: "Ouch, my stomach hurts so much! Ouch, I feel so bad!"

(End of this chapter)

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