Beauty is also cold

At the scene of the dance, one after another, beautiful men danced seriously on the stage, hoping that the princess who was watching not far away would notice him, or that it would be better to be spotted by the emperor next to the princess.

Xi Shixiao looked down at the game below with a blank expression, his eyes were cold.The princess noticed Xi Shixiao's expression, and sighed: Brother Huang, besides him, you really can't hold anyone else in your heart?

A slender man in a light blue shirt stepped onto the stage.Xi Shixiao's slack gaze couldn't help but focus on that man: it's him, the one who followed him outside Rumeng Pavilion, his left eye has recovered?

The man in blue looked calm and moved slowly along with the light music.Raising his hands and turning around, the loose sleeves slid down to his shoulders, revealing his white and slender arms, and then the light blue clothes slowly fluttered, he spun slowly, flicked his sleeves lightly, jumped gracefully, stretched calmly, like a bird Lightly approaching blue butterfly. . .

Xi Shixiao's eyes were sharp, and he silently stared at the dancing man in blue on the stage, as if he was catching something.

Wu Han, who was dancing on the stage, suddenly felt the cold eyes not far away, very familiar eyes, very familiar scene. . . . . .

In a trance, a scene emerged: dressed in fancy clothes, he was dancing on the noisy stage, dancing his body skillfully, but his heart was free from the noise.He couldn't help paying attention to a pair of clear and cold gazes. The gazes came from a man in a white brocade suit. The cold gazes reflected the blue embroidered sleeves. They were as cold as winter snow, and as beautiful as winter plums.

The memory came back slowly, Wu Han saw the man in white walking slowly up to the stage, held up his chin, and said, "Beauty, would you serve me?" He looked at those indifferent eyes, slowly lost his mind, and did not speak , quietly lowered his head. . .

The gaze came again, and in an instant, Wu Han returned to reality, still dancing, but he could no longer ignore the gaze not far away.He looked over there and froze for a moment.He lost his balance and fell on the stage.

That person, he had seen before, was the person who slept with him in the Rumeng Pavilion that day, the boy in the dream admiring the cold plum blossoms, the man in white who asked him to serve him in his memory just now, yes. . .Now high above. . .emperor.

Wu Han had a headache because of his chaotic thoughts, he fell quietly on the stage and didn't get up for a long time.The maid eunuch next to her was of good quality and did not yell at her.The princess looked at the man who had fallen on the stage, and just as she was about to make a noise for someone to help him down, she saw the brother Huang who was sitting on the side walk over.

Xi Shixiao leaned down gently, held Wu Han's chin lightly and said, "Beauty, are you willing to serve me?" He deliberately said the same thing as a few years ago, because he wanted to prove one thing: this person is Not also white.

Wu Han looked at this handsome man who was close at hand, and a tearing pain began to spread in his heart. He looked at Xi Shixiao's eagle eyes, and suddenly felt a little suffocated.This scene was actually the same as the memory just now, except that the young man at that time had become more mature and taller. He didn't know why he knew the person in the imperial robe in front of him. Everything happened so suddenly and his mind became even more confused.

"What? You don't want to serve me?" Xi Shixiao said coldly.

Wu Han immediately woke up, the person in front of him is the current emperor, he is a person who can control his own life and death at will, he cannot defy him, he must save his life.

"Grassman, don't dare." Wu Han replied.

Hearing Wu Han's answer, Xi Shixiao's eyes dimmed a little, and Yibai in his memory was silent, just lowered his head, allowing himself to be picked up and taken away.He looked at the person in front of him unwillingly, with the same silent expression as Yi Bai, and a right eye as clear as autumn water, but his left eye was glowing with dark blue, as deep as the night sky.

"Are you afraid of death?" Xi Shixiao looked at Wu Han and asked.

"I beg the saint to spare the lives of the grassroots, and the grassroots are willing to be cows and horses for the saint..." Wu Han begged.

Seeing Wu Han's reaction, Xi Shixiao smiled wryly in a low voice and said, "...forgive me? It's a good thing to be afraid of death...It's much better than someone who seeks death..." He let go and supported Wu Han With the hand under his chin, he turned and left, and said to Xiao Anzi beside him, "Take him to Mingli Palace and serve him in bed."

Wu Han was startled, he was helpless by the eunuchs, and was carried away stiffly.

Seeing this scene, the princess slowly closed her eyes.Finally, Brother Huang began to accept others.She opened her eyes again in relief, and ordered: "This princess wants to watch the sword dance, and all the others stand back except for the sword dancer."

"Yes!" Everyone replied obediently.

"You two, Shen Lang, please come to the stage!" The eunuch shouted.

Shen Lang was shocked: What's going on?I was just 24, why is it my turn now?

The eunuch next to him saw Shen Lang's doubts, and said in a low voice: "The princess ordered everyone to retreat except the sword dancers. Good luck to you, come on stage!"

Shen Lang came onto the stage with a face full of doubts, glanced at the aloof princess, he silently held the wooden sword: Bing'er, no matter what, I still can't give up on you.

In Mingli Palace, the eunuchs had to serve Wu Han and Muyu, undressing under the watchful eyes of many people, Wu Han was a little embarrassed, but felt that this scene was very familiar.

"I... can I bathe myself?" Wu Han asked.

"Okay, but..." said the leading eunuch.

"I'll clean the back." Before the eunuch finished speaking, Wu Han replied immediately.

The old eunuch seemed a little surprised, but didn't say anything.On the contrary, Wu Han was surprised by what he said casually: How could I know what he meant? ! !

The eunuchs were about to leave when Wu Han suddenly remembered something important.He hasn't confirmed whether the evil doctor can leave the palace smoothly. If the entourage needs to stay, wouldn't it be a waste of success, he must let the evil doctor pretending to be an entourage leave the palace smoothly.

"Wait a minute, I want to ask a question." Wu Han stopped the eunuch who was about to leave.

"Sir, please speak."

"Will my followers stay and take care of me?"

"The entourage will leave the palace tomorrow afternoon. However, if the young master wants him to stay, you can ask your majesty..."

"No, no, there's no need...you can go down." Wu Han silently breathed a sigh of relief.

He has already stayed in the palace, and he doesn't want the evil doctor to be unable to leave the palace, after all, everyone has worked hard for so long.Wuying should also find a way to get out, just by himself. . .Serve bed. . . . . .what to do?Wu Han looked at the steaming pool in front of him, and frowned. He reached out to take off his clothes, but noticed the chaste wood bracelet on his left wrist.

The small green beads reflected the slender fingers, Wu Han stared at his left wrist, his long eyelashes hanging down.He said silently in his heart: I must live.