My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yun Dai hissed and sat back on the stone bench.

At this moment, the pain in the instep could not arouse her attention at all.

She looked at the silver on the ground, and her whole body fell into a dullness.

She was thinking about the truth in what His Royal Highness King Qin said.

What did she do since she was drunk last night?

Yun Dai couldn't remember how.

She even suspected that His Royal Highness King Qin was talking nonsense.

But the little emperor looked at him, it really didn't look like a person who could talk nonsense. What's more, the fire in Yichun Palace last night was indeed inexplicable.

Speaking of the prince’s wedding, there are many people with mixed hands, but it was already midnight.

Those who should rest also rest, and those who should sleep also sleep.

There were no casualties.

This is worth pondering.

Yuzhu and Baoxing walked out cautiously.

With sharp eyes, Yuzhu saw an ingot dropped on the ground and picked it up hurriedly: "Little lord, this is..."

"threw!"

"what?"

"...You put it away first, don't touch it." Yun Dai thought for a while and said.

Yuzhu asked in a low voice, "Little lord, that master... has he gone?"

"Let's go." Yun Dai rubbed her temples with both hands, her expression unrequited.

Her head hurts more quickly now.

How did you provoke King Qin, the God of Killer in a good manner?

Even if she was drunk and owed something and said something that shouldn't be said, he really went to burn his nephew and daughter-in-law's Yichun Palace?

Yun Dai simply didn't know how to vomit these neuroses of the Zhao family.

"Little Lord, are you still going to eat?" Bao Xing asked.

"Stop eating, clean up here and sleep."

Although Yun Dai hadn't eaten enough, she was already frightened by Xiao Huang's uncle.

Back in the room, she thought about it, and felt that she didn't need to worry too much about it. After all, Uncle Xiaohuang was the one who started burning the house, and she... just said something drunk.

He shouldn't say it casually.

The scary thing is, who knows that there are people in this world who take other people's drunken talk seriously?

Yun Dai thought of being slapped by Xiao Huangshu in the future, and she felt a bit of chills.

"In the future, lock the door when it is dark, and no one is allowed to enter or leave at will." Yun Daire don't tell Yuzhu, "Especially in this case tonight, you must ask who is through the door to open the door.

Yuzhu nodded vigorously: "Then come back to His Highness King Qin next time, shall I open the door?"

"Don't open it." Yundai added after finishing speaking, "In our Pingle Garden, except for His Royal Highness and Yan'er, all other men are turned away."

Yuzhu nodded to indicate that he had remembered.

...

Chengming Hall.

Jin Yao was sitting in front of the mirror removing her makeup.

The female officer took out the hairpins of her headdress one by one, untied her hair bun, and let her long hair hang down. Gently and carefully comb it with a comb.

"The master's hair is growing well."

"It's all your credit for combing my hair every day." Jin Yao said, coughing lowly.

The female officer hurriedly put down the comb, asked someone to fetch the medicine, and said, "The weather is getting colder every day. The master must take care of her body and don't catch a cold."

Jin Yao took the bowl and sipped it.

After drinking the medicine and gargle, I heard that the Prince was down.

The female officer said with joy: "Your Highness is down."

Jin Yao got up to meet her.

Zhao Yuanjing came in wearing a flimsy cloak, and said, "It seems that it is going to rain again. I think the prince's cough is guilty. I will come to see you."

The female officer took his cloak and said with a smile: "Every autumn and winter, the master has to commit two or three illnesses."

Jin Yao said: "These highnesses all know. Why don't you go and pour tea?"

The female officer laughed.