Half-covered.
Still holding the pipa, half covering his face.
It might be better if he didn't block her and didn't show any courtesy, and Tong Su would turn around and give him time to get dressed.
But she hurriedly knelt down, so she could only accept his salute and stare at him until she stood up.
"It's okay. Marquis Zhenbei invites you to get up quickly."
As he knelt down, the muscles all over his body stretched inch by inch along with the attached bones, making them appear more solid and strong. Kneeling on the ground, the candlelight illuminated the scars on his naked upper body, abdomen and back.
Scars and arrow wounds, deep and shallow, criss-crossed, looking particularly ferocious in the gorgeous palace.
The most worrying thing is the fatal wound near his heart that looks like a cluster of nine arrows - if it is just a little bit tilted, even Daluo Jinxian will not be able to save it!
"Judge Zhenbei Hou, please get up first and change your clothes..."
Before Tong Su finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house, as if they were sneaking straight towards the room!
The man's expression changed, he stood up suddenly, took two steps forward, wrapped his arms around Tong Su's waist, pressed her against his chest, and quickly retreated. He extinguished the candlelight with one hand, picked up the clothes he had left, and hid deep in the room. go.
What sounded at the same time was Qinghe's startled cry outside the door: "Who are you? Get out! This is not what you can-"
The scolding stopped abruptly, and with a muffled sound, Qinghe's body fell softly, and the visitor also carefully fell in front of the door.
"Your Majesty's eldest maid is here. Your Majesty must be in the house."
Tong Su's heart skipped a beat.
The voice of the person speaking...
It's Mr. Qian!
"There are a lot of things in the wine. She is a careless daughter of a boudoir. Hehehehe... how can she bear it? Call those male favorites in later, and all the things that Jiuqiang was asked to do will be completed. Got it!"
"Why-"
"What's wrong? Why do you look so reluctant? Do you know how important this is? Don't delay Nine Thousand Years Old's plan!"
"I'm not, I'm not saying that I won't disobey the orders of Nine Thousand Years Old. What I'm saying is that since His Majesty has to lose his virginity anyway, it would be better, it would be better..."
"You're crazy! How dare you think that! That's His Majesty! You wanted to enter the palace at first, but His Majesty rejected it. Are you angry because of it?"
"Who are you, Your Majesty? She is just a puppet and has no power at all. Who is afraid of her? But she is really good-looking. She is much prettier than all my concubines. Don't you want to taste what it's like to be an emperor?"
"... If anyone knew, we would be dead."
"Don't let anyone know. When it's over, leave as soon as possible, leaving a house full of male favorites, and no one will notice! She drank the wine and was unconscious. How could she know who it was?"
When Tong Su heard such an insult, she was so angry that she was shaking all over, her face was red and almost bleeding. She wanted to jump up in anger, pull out the Tai'a sword and chop off the heads of those people!
As soon as she moved, the man hugged her tighter and his breath was hot in her ears: "Don't make a sound."
He held the clothes around her waist with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and led her silently back into the dark room. At this time, the palace door creaked, and the two people sneaked into the room and went to order. candlelight.
"Then the palace maid is not dead, right?"
"Take a breath, you will need it later. Quick, let's look for Your Majesty first, she has probably fainted."
Tong Su's back was pressed against the man's chest.
Solid and hot.
She seemed to be able to hear his steady heartbeat, and his breath enveloped her whole body. Her original anger and despair were gradually calmed down by An Fudi, and she allowed him to hold her and hide silently under the bed in the inner hall.