The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

In the early winter season, the aisles are cold, the ground is full of dead leaves, and the scene is bleak.The red color on the mottled palace wall began to slowly fall off due to years of exposure to the sun and rain.

Dust is mixed in the gaps of the black roof tiles, the color is dark and dark, and a budding plum protrudes from the wall, adding a little vitality to the empty cold palace.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then the door of the cold palace, which had been locked with iron locks all year round, was opened, and the little eunuch slipped in with a food box.

Entering the cold palace, a sense of desolation and defeat came over me.There is no magnificent decoration, and it is dilapidated everywhere.

Push the door and the old creaking sound is creepy.But people who stay in the cold palace all year round are used to it.

"It's time to eat, don't dawdle, no one is as leisurely as you!" The eunuch slammed the leftovers on the wooden table rudely and yelled loudly.

With a very impatient tone, he probed to see the people in the room.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." With a clear and cold voice, the master pushed the door and finally showed up.The simple white robe has a thin figure, thick black hair hanging loose, sharp cheeks, and plain black eyes are cold.

Although Chao Song is the prince of a small border country, he has no choice but to be unfavored, and after being sent to marry him, he does not please the emperor.

He didn't even meet him face to face, but he was thrown into limbo because of some trumped-up charges.

In the palace, unfavored concubines may even step on the most inferior eunuchs and court ladies, not to mention Chao Song's indifferent temperament that does not like to fight.

He had always been polite to his servants, and this gave those people an opportunity to make him even more rude.

Cold overnight porridge, a small plate of pickles that look black and smell bad.Chao Song hesitated for a moment and picked up the chopsticks.

The touch of the entrance is icy cold, as if it is still vaguely icy.When it slowly melted in the mouth, a sour taste permeated the air.

His eyebrows have always been cold, but at this moment Chao Song couldn't help but frown.There was a tumbling in his stomach, it was unbearable.

He staggered and ran out, holding on to the pillar and vomited out everything in his stomach.

Originally, the food in the cold palace was so bad that it was difficult to eat. Chao Song was still a prince before he was not favored. At the beginning, he couldn't swallow these things at all.

But people are iron, rice is steel.

In order not to starve to death, he has worked very hard to eat these things.

Today, with just one mouthful of porridge, he vomited out everything he ate until there was only sour water left in his stomach, and he couldn't stop retching.

The eunuch watched from afar, with contempt on his face. "You don't have the life of the master, but you are sick with the disease of the master, you deserve it to starve to death!"

Then he quickly packed up his things, and ran out again with the food box.

A gust of cool wind blew in the hallway, and the thin robe could not resist the cold at all. She shrank towards Song for a while, coughed violently, and her face flushed.

It was getting late, and the cold palace was very lonely.After calming down from the piercing cough, Chao Song scooped up a few scoops of water from the well in the yard.

After rinsing his mouth vigorously, he felt that the peculiar smell in his mouth dissipated, and he felt much better.

The cold white moon hangs in the sky, and the biting cold of the well water makes Chao Song's lips bright red, like red plums in winter.

He lowered his head and let out a breath into his thin hands. The white mist blurred the outline of the beauty, like a charming demon under the moon.

He was alone tonight, Chao Song was hungry and cold, so he could only get into bed early, trying to keep himself warm.

It was cold and windy, and the windows in the room were so old and in disrepair that one side of the corner window was rotten and couldn't be closed at all.

Chao Song retracted his head into the quilt, but his whole body was still cold, and he could only feel a damp musty smell that was pungent.

Sometimes the more uncomfortable a person is, the clearer his head will be.Chao Song's body is not good, and he is still cold after lying in bed for a long time.

The color of his lips gradually turned pale, and he suddenly arched his body, and then muffled coughing sounds came and went from under the blanket.

So uncomfortable.

Physiological tears wet the thick eyelashes, under the coldness is a soul-stirring beauty.This cold night is lonely, but the palace in the distance is dimly lit, singing and dancing.

The same world, but two different worlds.

Chao Song suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up. He hugged his knees, rested his sharp chin on his arms, and looked calmly into the distance.

Although the palace walls were so high that he couldn't see the outside world, the colorful colors from there made him yearn for it.

Maybe it was too hard tonight, Chao Song felt that even if he just lay on the bed and closed his eyes, the first ray of sunshine tomorrow would come slowly.

He wants to go outside and see for himself.

Thinking about it, the person nestled on the bed disappeared in an instant, replaced by a snow-white fox.

The fox flicked its tail, combed its snow-white fur with its tongue, then lightly jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the vast night along the towering palace walls.

Chao Song was not familiar with the structure of the palace, he was very hungry, he just wanted to find something to eat, and then find a warm place to stay overnight.

The cold palace is too cold.

The fox shuttled through the night, stepped on the yellow glazed tiles, and then jumped down.

The nose moved slightly, and it raised its head to sniff the scent. There was a faint, misty and luxurious fragrance in the air, and then listened carefully to the faint sound of silk and bamboo playing inside, and the fox cat crawled in through the gap in the window.

The warm light is blurred, a hot spring is floating with heat, and the delicate petals are hit by the water flow, sinking and floating.

The flowing red gauze around it can't hide anything, but makes the scene more hazy and blurred, making people feel impetuous.

The fox couldn't hear the low laughter clearly, its target was the dim sum spread on the small table not far from the red gauze.

It's so hungry.

He walked over quietly, and then took a piece out of his probe.The dim sum was too big, the fox face was small, but the pointed mouth did not make people feel like a monkey cheek, but it was very delicate and beautiful.

When the fox was chewing with his head sideways, his eyes were half-closed, as if there was a sense of pleasure coming through.

It ate very intently, but it didn't realize that the people inside had come up from the water.

The red gauze was swaying, the man squinted his eyes, he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were only snow white.

His loose red robe exposed the solid muscles of his chest, and on his healthy wheat-colored skin, wet water stains slipped into the robe.

There was a stunning beauty beside him, but the man's interest seemed to be attracted by something, he put a finger on his lips, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was wicked and flamboyant.

Funny little things.

An Xugui rolled his eyes, and the people outside the door slowly surrounded him.

"Where did the little thing come from, dare to come to my place to steal it?" The man's low voice carried a lazy smile.

The protruding thin lips contained countless flirtatious feelings, the long and narrow eyes were full of interest, and the outline was tough, but an indescribable evil came to his face.