Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 552: Incontinence of Tears Time Traveling Woman x Yandere Nine Thousand Years Old 12

The silent night enveloped the palace, but the lights in the palace where Pei Heng lived were always on, and there was a tranquility like water in the night.

The study room was brightly lit, and two figures were reflected on the water-clear floor.

"Na."

Zhu Baishao put down the goat hair and handed the rice paper recording the methods of making sugar and gunpowder to Pei Heng, who was standing quietly in front of the window.

Under the night, the man's silhouette was half-hidden in the darkness, making him appear even more enigmatic and unpredictable.

"Mr. Pei, I don't have any secrets from you. Can you return the parrot to me?"

Pei Heng held a handkerchief in his hand and wiped his hair slowly. He raised his eyebrows and took the rice paper.

One moment it was for him, the next moment it was for the parrot.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart which of the words of the woman in front of him were true and which were false.

Zhu Baishao was sitting behind the desk, looking at him with her chin propped up. When he saw him looking over, she even winked at him with great interest, full of charm.

When you look at a beautiful woman under the lamp, you can see her unusual beauty more and more.

The eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose reflect the deep sorrow and light dark green, and the eyebrows are charming in the distant mountains.

This woman is indeed quite pretty.

As soon as the idea came up, Pei Heng realized that his mind was unknowingly affected by women. He secretly alerted himself and returned his attention to the rice paper in his hand.

The font is beautiful and clear, and the strokes and stipples all have muscles and bones. It is a rare good calligraphy.

Pei Heng is a person who loves literature and painting. When he saw Zhu Baishao's handwriting, his eyes lit up.

If words are like people, then what kind of person is Zhu Baishao?

Pei Heng suppressed the curiosity that arose in his heart and focused his eyes on the contents on the rice paper.

After a while, he was slightly surprised and said: "Is it that simple?"

When he raised his phoenix eyes, he realized that Zhu Baishao had fallen asleep lying on the desk at some point.

As delicate as mutton fat, her cheeks with a slight pink sheen rested on her hands, her red lips were slightly open, and her teeth were looming. Compared to the showy, clever and noisy person she was when she woke up, she looked more like a person at this time. A charming and charming woman.

Even if she's wearing eunuch attire.

Pei Heng looked at her indifferently for a while, his expression so cold that he couldn't see any other emotions.

Zhu Baishao, who was pretending to sleep, was complaining secretly in her heart. She wouldn't be able to hold on any longer if he looked at him.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other could be heard. Zhu Bai Shao tried his best to keep breathing naturally and quietly waited for the next development.

boom--

A new, unused wolf hair was thrown at Zhu Baishao's forehead, frightening her so much that she covered her head and opened her eyes.

Raising his head to meet Pei Heng's smiling eyes, he sneered disdainfully, "You're just a master of your own trade."

"You are really brave to put on a show in front of me."

"hiss--"

Zhu Baishao's eyes turned, and she covered her forehead with one hand instead of covering her forehead with both hands. At the same time, tears welled up in her eyes, looking pitiful.

Pei Heng's movements of folding and storing the rice paper paused for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to the original state.

He sneered coldly: "It's your own fault."

Zhu Baishao snorted, stood up a little lonely, and murmured with her red lips:

"I thought I could take advantage of Mr. Pei. Since I can't kiss him, I can just give him a hug."

Pei Heng turned aside and ignored her, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a little, and then disappeared in an instant, like a flash in the pan.

Zhu Baishao had already passed the screen, and then turned around while holding the edge of the screen, "Mr. Pei, I can lend you the bathroom in the bathroom."

Then, without waiting for Pei Heng to answer, she ran out in a few steps.

If one plan fails, there is another plan.

Pei Heng turned around when he heard the woman's footsteps disappearing from the end of the corridor.

He closed his eyes, feeling slightly annoyed.

But what he was annoyed with was not Zhu Baishao, but himself.

Since he entered the palace and endured the humiliation, he had endured it for many years, but in a short period of time, he was swayed several times by a woman.

Thinking like this, Pei Heng's temples began to throb and hurt, causing scarlet blood to gradually fill his eyes.

……

Coming out of the secret cell, Pei Heng tore off the blood-stained hem of his clothes. This priceless piece of clothing was completely ruined.

But he didn't care.

The night was dark, and above the sky, dark clouds covered the moonlight. The wind blew by, revealing a corner of the waning moon. Under the eaves of the corridor, the hanging palace lanterns swayed in the wind, making muttering sounds from time to time.

In the silent palace at night, the palace walls are deep, and the darkness looks like a wild beast with a huge mouth, waiting to devour everyone who steps here.

Pei Heng's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust slipped in his eyes.

I don't know whether he hates the palace or hates himself with bloody hands.

After walking forward for another twenty steps, Pei Heng turned to the bathroom.

It was almost early in the morning, and it was expected that Zhu Baishao would leave at this time.

Sure enough, there was no one in the bathroom.

And because of his habit, clean bathing water is always prepared in the bathtub.

A little eunuch came in silently carrying a basket of newly picked flower petals. After bowing respectfully, he sprinkled the red petals into the bathing water.

After the people left, Pei Heng untied his hair, took off his clothes, and entered the bath wearing underwear.

The warm pool water covered his body, and the fragrant and strong floral fragrance covered up the faint smell of blood on his body, and he sighed softly.

Pei Heng sat on the edge of the pool, closing his eyes and relaxing.

After taking a nap, he splashed water and washed himself. When he got up from the bath and went to the screen to change clothes, he discovered two strange items hanging on the clothes rack next to him.

He put on a new coat, tied on his cloak, and walked closer to take a look.

The bowl-shaped black cloth is covered with a layer of lace made of complicated flowers, and there are strange strips of cloth on the side, which looks really strange.

Pei Heng stretched out his jade-white fingers and fiddled with it. The bowl-shaped body felt a little soft to the touch.

Then he turned his attention to the palm-sized black lace fabric on the other side, which also had thin ropes on both sides.

He picked up the palm-sized piece of cloth, his eyes filled with rare curiosity and coquettishness.

What can this palm-sized piece of fabric do?

Pei Heng unfolded it with both hands and gestured, then held it close to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

A faint fragrance rushed into the nose.

Pei Heng was stunned for a moment, then threw the cloth away as if he was electrocuted.

He had smelled this fragrance on Zhu Baishao before, but it was not so strong.

Moreover, Zhu Baishao was the only one who dared to bathe in his bathroom.

Could this be her face covering, or maybe... a handkerchief?

Pei Heng's ears felt inexplicably hot, and he turned around and walked out.

But when he reached the door, Pei Heng stopped again. He turned around and picked up the fabric that had fallen on the carpet.

But he no longer held it casually like before, but carefully held the rope next to it and hung it back to its original position.

Then Pei Heng turned around and seemed to be carelessly arranging the wrinkles on his cloak while walking out.

But his pace was obviously much faster than usual.