King's Sacrificial Queen

The next morning, the little guy had disappeared.

No matter how well-behaved she is, she can't bear to be restrained, so that's fine, if she doesn't know when it will bring disasters by her side.

Xiaoling thought so.

When he came to Luyue early, Luyue had been waiting angrily for a long time.

Seeing her, Xiao Ling instinctively lowered his head.

This woman is so scary, scarier than the nanny at home.

"I still know, come here, I thought you went to sue somewhere. It's not the best, you have to remember it for me. The king is the biggest here, but the king's heart is Mr. Xiao'er. It's the best before making irresponsible remarks." Measure your own weight. When you brush the floor today, don’t miss anything, or it will look good to you.”

Xiao Ling just nodded slightly, and then silently followed Luyue.

Dead Ye lay alone on the big bed in his bedroom, staring blankly at the ceiling.

There are stone lanterns decorated with ancient patterns hanging there.

Scene after scene, I thought about the scene where I met Xiao Ling.

Since when, he began to have the appearance of that little person in his mind, and he would remember it when he was alone.

squeak-

The white mink jumped onto the bed, onto the chest of Xingye, jumping up and down happily.

Smelling the familiar scent on it, Dead Ye closed his eyes and fantasized.

His little things can follow the little man without any scruples, but he can only be here;

Seeing Bai Diao happily showing off, he could only eat some vinegar in silence.

"Forget it, let's go have a look."

Let's go see it?????

Who are you looking at? ?????

Dead Ye put on his clothes and came to Xiao'er's palace road, walking slowly and still thinking, at this time, the little man should be working, I don't know if I can see him now.

Thinking about it, Dead Ye's eyes looked around for something, but he didn't see anything.

There was no one in the palace, Xiao'er took Luyue to the garden, and the other maids didn't know where to hide to cool off.

Only Xiao Ling was left kneeling on the floor, constantly wiping.

The palace is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear your own heartbeat.

The ticking sound of Xiao Ling changing the water echoed, very clear and long??????

A shadow appeared in front of him, kneeling and lowering his head, unable to see who it was;

Xiao Ling could only keep his kneeling posture and move a bit, not to block the way of people coming.

If he stood up, his knee would be very painful. When he knelt down, he couldn't guarantee whether he could stand up.

But the man didn't seem to intend to go there, but stopped in front of Xiao Ling;

A large shadow blocked the little halos on Xiao Ling's body, feeling that this person didn't seem to intend to leave, Xiao Ling raised his head slightly, just took a sneak peek.

The person who came was—he?

"King, online!"

Xiaoling imitated Luyue's name, lowered his head and put his hands on his knees, and the rag soaked a piece of his clothes.

Dead Ye looked at him condescendingly like this, he was still so submissive, the way he lowered his head was charming;

A little scared but still so cute.

It's only been two days since we saw each other, and he has already lost weight like this.

How did he come here these two days?

That's it, kneeling on the floor?

White Sable is always jumping around, don't you mean to ask him to help?

One king and one person looked at each other like this.

Dead Ye's eyes became colder and colder, and Xiao Ling could feel the temperature around him dropping, but he didn't know why the other party was angry.

He really didn't do anything...

"The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die."

He grabbed his trousers and kowtowed immediately.

Although this has been eliminated in modern times, but here, he doesn't know what else can calm this person's anger.

He didn't want to become worthless in the eyes of this person...

He touched the floor like this, his forehead was red, but he didn't stop.

Is he scared?

why?

Looking up, there was no one else in the room except him!

"Where did everyone else go?"

Dead Ye's voice was very cold, as if his anger could no longer be restrained.

Xiao Ling froze for a moment, then fell silent.

He didn't know where the others had gone.

He didn't know whether he should say he didn't know, otherwise, this person would be even more angry.

Seeing him lower his head, Dead Ye knew what was going on.

Xiao'er is not there...

So, he is the only one here, working?

Thinking of this, for some reason, Dead Ye felt inexplicable anger, everyone was gone, and the huge palace was left to him alone...

It's not unreasonable for Bai Diao to be alive and kicking, even the little things understand Xiao Ling's hard work, let alone the people here.

They must have done it on purpose.

Xiao'er did a little too much, even if it broke the above, it doesn't have to be like this.

Xiao'er would not be like this before, why has she become so narrow-minded now.

Thinking back, when Xiao Ling first arrived, Xiao'er began to have a sad look on her face, but she concealed it very well.

But he can still see it. Is he really afraid?

Afraid that this little man would steal his favor?

Since when did he start to pay attention to this little man, while ignoring Xiao'er more...

Dead Night is meditating.

Xiao Ling waited quietly, even the heartbeat could be heard nervously.

The house was eerily quiet.

"You don't need to clean it, go to my front hall tomorrow, I have something to tell you."

After death Ye left a sentence, he turned around and left.

In order not to let people notice the slightest expression change on his face.

That was actually a hint of joy!

This little person can appear in his sight anytime, anywhere.

Xiao Ling still lowered his head, never questioned the arrangement of Dead Night, but just accepted it silently.

Nothing had changed for him except a different place to work.

He has been doing it for 18 years, and now, he is still going on.

No one needs him, perhaps, his existence is only to better demonstrate the existence of others.

After all, he was just a poor foil.

Optional!

When everything was packed, Xiao'er had just returned with Luyue.

Because of boredom, Xiao'er didn't want to come back to see Xiao Ling.

It was an insult to him that the face exactly like his was kneeling on the ground but looked so humble.

Maybe after a while, the king will get tired of it, and all this will improve.

Just don't know when that will be.

In the evening, Xiao Ling stood in the dark, watching them busily preparing dinner for Xiao'er, hesitating whether to go up and explain Dead Night's order to Xiao'er.

"What are you still doing here? Why don't you hurry back and wait for the young master to praise you?"