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Just when Di Yunge was puzzled, Shen Zhaoxue saw that he was still not coming in, so she looked up at his figure and called out, "Your Majesty?"

"Huh?" Di Yunge responded lightly, and hurriedly looked up at the surroundings, wanting to know who sent the clothes.

But I didn't expect that after watching for a long time, I didn't even see a person.

Seeing this, Di Yunge pursed his lips, bent down and picked up the folded clothes from the ground.

It should be for them, right?

should be.

Di Yunge picked up the clothes, took a reassuring look outside, and after confirming that there was no one there, he took the clothes and closed the door.

"What is Your Majesty holding?" Shen Zhaoxue put down the sweet potato in her hand and asked suspiciously.

Di Yunge flipped through his clothes, then pressed his lips and said with a snicker, "Your clothes."

Shen Zhaoxue let out an ah, and just wanted to say, didn't he lose his clothes?How did this find it again?

Then he saw Di Yunge tugging at the collar, unfolding the clothes all at once, and the lower skirt that he didn't hold fell to the ground all at once.

At the same time, the red bellyband also fell to the ground.

Shen Zhaoxue's unspoken words were stuck in his mouth and he couldn't get them out. His lips parted slightly and moved, and he asked in disbelief, "Is your clothes?"

Di Yunge bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth anymore, and laughed.

"Your." Di Yunge threw the bellyband to him, "It's all yours."

A pile of clothes fell directly on Shen Zhaoxue.

"With such clothes, why doesn't His Majesty wear them himself?" Shen Zhaoxue frowned.

"I have clothes." Di Yunge replied confidently.

"Kechen had it before."

"That was before, now it's gone."

"Your Majesty didn't throw that away." Shen Zhaoxue refused to wear it.

Rather than wearing it himself, he would rather see Di Yunge wear it.

"What's wrong with me throwing it?" Di Yunge was confident, picked up sparks from the brazier and threw them at Shen Zhaoxue.

Shen Zhaoxue was so frightened that she took several steps back, her inner clothes were not protected from being burned by sparks.

"Do you want to wear it?" Di Yunge picked up the fiery red stick and stood up, holding the fire stick and walking towards him step by step.

The fire on the stick was not extinguished, but the wind blew by, and the fire on the stick jumped and jumped.

The stars crackled.

Shen Zhaoxue swallowed, and discussed, "How about wearing it with your majesty and ministers?"

Hearing this, Di Yunge snorted coldly and raised his chin.

A look of refusal.

Helpless, Shen Zhaoxue had no choice but to take off her underwear.

Even after looking at it several times, Di Yunge's cheeks were still hot, he put down the wooden stick with his face sideways, his nose itched, and he wiped it casually with his hand, but unexpectedly, the back of his hand turned red.

He has a nosebleed...

After wiping it down a few times, Di Yunge put the wooden stick into the brazier, turned his head and said viciously, "Put it on quickly."

Seeing that his nose was red, Shen Zhaoxue wanted to laugh.

He approached Di Yunge calmly, raised his hand and put the red bellyband on Di Yunge's chest.

Immediately, Di Yunge was so frightened that he called out his spirit sword.

Shen Zhaoxue rubbed his cheeks, and said softly, "Your Majesty put it on, let me show you."

Di Yunge raised his hand, just remembering to stab Shen Zhaoxue's foot with a sword, but...

"What are you doing?" Di Yunge gritted his teeth, "Let me go, or I will chop off your hand."

"Your majesty will wear it for your majesty to see. Can you let me go home? I miss my home, and I miss your majesty's home."

Di Yunge's phoenix eyes were full of gloom, he sneered and said, "Okay."

Shen Zhaoxue thought he agreed, but she didn't expect that as soon as she reached out to take off his clothes, she heard Di Yunge say, "Go back to my home, I will send you to the underground."

Raising his hand, he stabbed into Shen Zhaoxue's calf without any hesitation.

Shen Zhaoxue was stabbed by him, Dang even let out a muffled snort, said that he was ruthless, and let go of him.

Di Yunge turned his sword horizontally, and his eyes fell on Shen Zhaoxue's calf.

"Are you wearing it or not?" Di Yunge raised his sword, pointing the sword point at Shen Zhaoxue, "In my opinion, dead people wear the same clothes."

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhaoxue had no choice but to say, "Chen Chuan."

a while.

Putting on the red gauze, the skin/skin is shining, although there is not much flesh on the chest, but it can still be seen, the eyes move down, the copper pieces hanging down on the top are three short and one long, just hanging down to the navel, lining the waist Limbs are thin and weak, not enough to hold in the palm.

Seeing this, Di Yunge felt a little unbearable, lost the sword in his hand and fell to the ground.

"It's a well-deserved reputation." Di Yunge rubbed his nose and said sullenly.

But even if he touched it, he couldn't stop the blood from dripping from his fingers.

"I'll take you..." home...

Before he could blurt out the word, he heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Go and open the door." Di Yunge said and walked inside.

Shen Zhaoxue glanced at his dragon roots, smiled and said nothing.

Di Yunge walked behind the screen, unbuttoned his trousers, fiddled with it several times, and then Shen Zhaoxue came.

"So, is it comfortable?" Shen Zhaoxue bowed her head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Di Yunge's eyes were red, he stared at him, and asked, "Who knocked on the door?"

"The girl at the entrance of the village." Shen Zhaoxue stretched out her hand to help him, "When did His Majesty recognize her? She even sent clothes for His Majesty."

"She said she was ashamed of you and wanted to invite you to her home. She held a banquet to apologize." Shen Zhaoxue lowered her eyes and pulled off his obscene pants.

"The minister is also uncomfortable."

Di Yunge didn't make a sound.

"Just do it once, and then go to the girl's house for dinner, okay?" Shen Zhaoxue reached out to touch his eyebrows.

Di Yunge looked at him, his face flushed, and he nodded.

That hand was hanging in mid-air at first, but then rested lightly on the bamboo, the fingertips were slightly white, the nails were not loosening the bamboo, and after a while the bamboo was covered with crescent moons, the bamboo was soaked with sweat from the palm.

The bamboo outside the house was rustled by the wind, and the bamboo branches swayed like waves, crushing one clump after another.

When we got to the girl's house, it was already late.

Several dishes were placed on the table, and Shen Zhaoxue led Di Yunge to the table.

Just after eating a few dishes, the woman patted her head and said sorry.

"I forgot to cook the tortoise, I will cook it now, you guys eat slowly and wait." The woman said and got up to go to the kitchen.

When Di Yunge heard this, he paused with his chopsticks, then got up and said, "I'll go."

"That's so embarrassing. It's still me. You and your mother-in-law have a good meal. Slow down when she gets angry and beats you back."

Di Yunge put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Hearing the movement, Shen Zhaoxue turned her head and glanced at him, then said, "Auntie, let him go if he wants to, we are not polite, and my man is skilled, so you can rest assured and let him do it, we will just let him go." Eat here and wait for him."

"This...isn't that good..." The woman hesitated.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. He's actually a little embarrassed when you're like this." Shen Zhaoxue said and glanced at Di Yunge.

The woman also took a look at Di Yunge, then sighed, and said, "Okay. Then I will lead you there."

Shen Zhaoxue reached out, pinched his palm, raised her finger and drew a circle on his palm.

Di Yunge glanced at him, pulled out his hand, got up and followed the woman out.