Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

Tang Yu's clothes were intact, but the palms of her hands were torn. It was a night of peaceful coexistence with Wang.

He lay sleepless all night beside Yu Rongsong who had regained his composure and fell asleep peacefully.

The wet clothes on Tang Yu's body did not affect the man's approach to Tang Yu, half of the man's hairy head was pressed against Tang Yu's shoulder throughout the second half of the night.

This is the first time Yu Rongsong has woken up since the rainy night in his childhood.

Standing up, he looked at the person next to him who was pretending to be asleep and whose eyelids were fluttering nervously.

On Yu Rongsong's calm face, the soft strings in his heart moved a little.

Tang Yu panicked, he noticed that the man who woke up didn't seem to move at all.

He is staring at himself?

What is he thinking about?

Thinking that he has ruined a little bit of his innocence, this time he will completely execute himself?

The face seemed to be touched by Wang Zheng, and Tang Yu didn't dare to move at all.

Looking at Tang Yu's appearance, Yu Rongsong had a rare smile in his eyes.

Interesting woman.

Afraid to come over to serve him.

Also a stupid woman.

If he is not dead, he should run away from him, not get close to him.

The touch on the face was gone, and Wang finally left.

Tang Yu heaved a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes. At this time, his stomach also rumbled.

Standing up on the couch, Tang Yu was really hungry.

Outside the Yihe palace, Xiaohezi waited for the second half of the night, waiting and waiting, ignoring the fact that the ground was wet due to the rainy night, slowly slid down the corner of the door, and fell asleep.

Even when the king passed him and made a sound, he only reacted.

"It seems that a master who is not afraid of death will also have a slave who is not afraid of death." The man's voice was indifferent.

"Wang, Wang." Xiaohezi immediately knelt down and sent Wang away respectfully.

Xiaohezi's delicate face was covered with tears.

With Wang's attitude like this, could it be said that his first master had lost his life just like that?

"Woooooo..." Xiao Hezi saw that no one had come to clean up the chaotic Yihe Palace, so he couldn't control his sadness and began to cry.

The corners of Tang Yu's clothes were wet from the rain, and the caked clothes that had not been washed in time skipped the steps.

"Why are you crying?"

Xiao Hezi was taken aback for a moment, and looked up to see that it was the empress who was speaking to him.

Xiao Hezi cried even more sadly, "Ma'am, did I, my servant, accompany you back home?"

Tang Yu clasped his hands and gave him a headache, "Nonsense."

The knocked head hurts, which means that it is not a dream, nor is it dead.

Xiao Hezi wiped away his tears in surprise, and followed behind the somewhat high-spirited queen.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

After being stared at by the empress, Xiao Hezi immediately slapped himself, "Your servant is wrong, your servant is wrong, look at this servant's mouth."

Wang Hongmei, who had been waiting in Leisurely Palace for a long time, also had a runny nose and tears.

Last night, I heard that the empress queen and Xiao Hezi were going there. It must be the Yihe Palace where they died. Mother Wang, two high-quality coffins were prepared in the middle of the night.

"Why are you crying too?" There was a lively and playful voice.

It's the Queen's voice, that's right.

Wang Hongmei wiped away her tears and took a look, the tears flowed even more, "Madam, old slave, have I opened my eyes, I can actually see ghosts."

Tang Yu blushed, "I see that you have cried too much, are tired, and are talking nonsense."

"Your Majesty is living well." Xiao Hezi stepped over and said hurriedly.

Wang Hongmei's eyes were shocked.

"The empress is not a wronged soul, the empress is still alive?"