little eunuch dressed as a concubine

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Mo Zicheng looked awkward, the queen mother gave him a contemptuous look, and said angrily, "Hurry up, what are you waiting for! Does the emperor not want to see Concubine Jing in the future?"

"Go, go, I'll go now."

Ye Han squatted beside Mu Xueyan, pinching Rouqiu's face, Mu Xueyan looked at Rouqiu's crumpled cheeks, and smiled: "Rouqiu has gained a lot of weight recently."

"Yeah, it eats a lot these days and loves to sleep. If it doesn't lose weight, it will get diabetes."

Mu Xueyan: "What is diabetes?"

Ye Han came up with a word that she couldn't understand one day, and Mu Xueyan felt that she was about to learn his "local dialect" completely.

"This..." Ye Han searched for vocabulary in his mind, and found that he didn't expect a word that Mu Xueyan could understand, so he said perfunctorily, "I can't explain clearly, anyway, I can't get used to the meatball's unrestrained diet."

"Xue Yan." Ever since Ye Han took the initiative to call her by her name last time, he has been out of control, calling her in a soft voice at every turn.

Mu Xueyan glanced at him half-annoyed, "Don't call me by my name in such a shameful voice next time."

"What a shame."

"Everywhere is ashamed."

Ye Han blew into the palm of his hand, as if to scratch her, Mu Xueyan smiled and held his hand: "It is said that people who are ticklish are afraid of their wives, but I am not ticklish, no matter how much you scratch it, it won't help."

"Who told you that?"

"clear..."

While she was talking, Ye Han nimbly got his hands into Mu Xueyan's waist, not just tickling, but simply taking advantage.

"Little Jin, but it's outside."

She caressed Mu Xueyan's small butt waist in the palm of her hand, and Ye Han's kiss fell gently on Mu Xueyan's tender eyebrows, bit by bit, the person in her arms was as beautiful as a treasure .

"The Emperor is here."

The two reluctantly parted, and Mu Xueyan pinched Ye Han's cheek lovingly: "Good boy, the emperor should only stay for a while to deal with the queen mother, don't be jealous."

Mo Zicheng was not always smiling like in the past, his face was full of sorrow, he didn't speak when he came in, and just sat there for a while.

After almost half an hour, Mo Zicheng stood up and opened his arms: "Concubine, take off my clothes for me."

Ye Han's breathing was stagnant, and she was suddenly depressed. Mu Xueyan was no different from usual, she mechanically untied the belt around Mo Zicheng's waist, and the moment the court lady pulled down the curtain, Mo Zicheng suddenly made a gesture of bowing her head and kissing her .

Mu Xueyan was startled: "Your Majesty, we only agreed to act."

Mo Zicheng squeezed out a few words: "Zhang Dequan is staring at me, I won't touch you, don't worry."

Ye Han's heart was in a state of confusion, and she clenched her hands tightly. She wished she could break open the door and rush in to pull Mu Xueyan out, just like on New Year's Eve, they held hands and ran unscrupulously in an empty corner.

After a sleepless night, Mo Zicheng left.Mu Xueyan wanted to find a chance to talk to Ye Han, but Xiao Jinzi told her: "Xiao Yezi changed with the servant, and went out to the palace to buy."

He is escaping.

Ye Han walked around outside the palace in a daze, thinking of Mo Zicheng bowing his head and kissing Mu Xueyan last night, he felt as if his breath was stuck in his chest and he couldn't get it out, it was so uncomfortable, he really wanted to find a place outside the palace. After getting drunk, I forgot what I shouldn't think about. After walking for a long time, I was finally attracted by a plaque of "Cui Ruo Xuan".

I remember that time when I took Mu Xueyan out of the palace together, she looked at this plaque for a long time, and then she told herself that Mo Zicheng liked to eat this sweet-scented osmanthus cake when he was a child, and often went out of the palace to buy a portion for her and Mo Ziqi.Originally, she didn't like sweets, but Cui Ruoxuan's sweet-scented osmanthus cake melted in the mouth, sweet but not greasy. Since Mo Zicheng ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, and Mo Ziqi was under house arrest, she never ate it again.

"My lord, what do you want?" The boss, a handsome man in his forties, greeted Ye Han warmly.

"I want sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"Okay, you wait."

The boss put the exquisite food box into Ye Han's hands: "Don't keep the sweet-scented osmanthus cake for too long after you buy it back, remember to eat it early."

"thank you boss."

Ye Han happily walked back with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness.

Xiao Mu stuffed Ye Han into the sack with great effort, and pulled out the waistband to stab him, but was stopped by the masked Chang Qing: "Throw him into the river."

Xiao Mu was puzzled: "Why not solve it on the spot?"

Chang Qing: "He hasn't done anything bad, I don't want him to die too ugly."

"Then listen to my sister." Xiao Mu didn't think it was wrong, so he drove to the river.

"One, two, three throws."

Xiao Mu and another killer threw Ye Han into the river, and they left in peace after seeing the sack sinking slowly.

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