C23 (1/2)

Xiao Zhihe was drowsy as she had a particularly long dream. In her dream, she stood in a pitch-black box that couldn't even be seen with her hands. She wanted to reach out to feel the exit, but she could only uselessly touch the cold and transparent wall in front of her.

Xiao Zhihe squatted down while hugging her knees, and buried her face between her legs. Her eyes stared blankly at her own body that had blended into the darkness, her thoughts in complete chaos.

She existed vaguely, like a grain of sand in the mortal world. Time flowed away, but it had nothing to do with her.

He didn't want to ask for help, and he also didn't want to struggle.

There definitely wouldn't be anyone here to save him.

Xiao Zhihe! This King orders you to wake up! Suddenly, a pair of cold, bone-piercing hands touched his face with an irresistible force. Xiao Zhihe trembled from the sudden coldness, and her fingers moved slightly as she suddenly opened her eyes.

Her chest was opened wide, revealing a large piece of warm skin. He tightly furrowed his brows, her black eyes were calm and deep. Seeing that Xiao Zhihe had woken up, she was silent for a moment, then propped up her arms and turned around as she sat down with her back facing the woman and spoke in a low voice.

What do you want?

Xiao Zhihe was surprised to find that she was completely naked, wrapped in the luxurious blanket made of Heaven Silk Silkworm's feathers. She subconsciously curled up into a ball and held on tightly to the edge of the quilt. Where, where am I …

Emperor Xun turned around abruptly and grabbed her chin with his hand. His eyes were cold like ice. Isn't your goal to climb onto this dragon bed?

Emperor Xun's eyes were hurt for a moment. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. When he opened them again, his piercing phoenix eyes were completely devoid of any desire. It was as if last night's intimate relationship was a fantasy.

He stared at the face in front of him. Even if the other party were to turn into ashes, he would not be mistaken. His face was the same as Cha Chi's as he said coldly, ”This king does not know what kind of demonic technique you used.”

But This King admits that you have achieved your goal.

Xiao Zhihe hugged her blanket and sat up slowly. Her legs were sore and numb, and her lower abdomen was aching. She remembered everything that happened last night … At this moment, when she heard the cold words from the man, it was as though she had fallen into an ice cave. The coldness quickly crawled up her entire body from the bottom of her feet.

She was trembling slightly, her face was pale, and her lips were trembling. I, I didn't …

Emperor Xun did not look at her. She turned her head and shouted an order at the tightly shut door of the huge palace. Someone come, send her to the Qingling Palace, and pass down the orders of this king.

Emperor Xun stood up and flung his sleeves as he prepared to leave. He didn't even turn back as he indifferently placed down a few words, sending a few boxes of jewelry that had been worshipped the day before their arrival, bestowing the title ”Consort Xiao”.

Pop!

Emperor Xun's face suffered a solid slap. The crisp applause was hard to guard against, frightened the eunuchs and servants of the imperial harem who were just about to enter to take her concubine back to the palace senseless. With a few kowtows, they all kneeled down, buried their heads in the ground, not daring to make a sound.

Xiao Zhihe wore a simple light colored long skirt, with one hand tightly holding onto the corner of Emperor Xun's pure white robe, her bare little feet slightly trembling in the air.

The woman's beautiful eyes that were as soft as a deer were filled with tears. Ignoring the pain in her lower abdomen, she tried her best to straighten her back, saying each word with a resolute and sullen tone.

Your Majesty, please forgive this servant for not recognizing the good from the bad. I, a lowly servant, am unable to bear the title of concubine in the Great Wastelands Palace.

Emperor Xun had been on the throne for 20 years, and he also didn't expect that there would be a woman who would dare to hit him in this world. Taking advantage of the man's dazed state, Xiao Zhihe lifted up his skirt to quickly escape the chamber.

The delicate woman in white was running all the way through the palace. Her face was pale and her lips were trembling violently. Her bare feet trampled on the rough stone road, making her look extremely miserable. When the surrounding court ladies saw a woman with disheveled hair emerge from the emperor's sleeping quarters, all of them knew what was going on. They looked at her attentively and quietly, doing what was within their duties. No one moved to stop her.

Xiao Zhihe was tired from running, she looked around with tears in her eyes, only to see a deserted pavilion behind the trees, it seemed to have no one to go through, thus she slowed down her footsteps and walked over quietly while wiping her tears.

Holding onto the fragmented cylinder, she powerlessly dropped down to her knees on the icy ground, hugging herself tightly with her arms.

A cool breeze blew up a strand of shiny black hair behind the woman's back. The surrounding trees rustled in the wind. The sun was warm and bright. It slowly tilted and enveloped the woman in a layer of furry light.

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