Halfway through her words, she was intercepted by him. She glanced at his eyes subconsciously, but they were still so cold.

"This is my bedroom."

He glanced at the wrist she was holding. If it hadn't been for the strength in her hand just now, he wouldn't have woken up. Seeing her like this just now, he couldn't help but remember that she was like this when she first entered the palace. On the contrary, suddenly,

More and more distant.

He straightened his clothes, stared at her with indifferent eyes, and asked, "You slept on my dragon bed, where do you want me to sleep?"

After hearing this, Ye Yilan glanced around at everything around her, and she actually returned to Chenlan Palace. Naturally, she couldn't remember what happened after she fell into coma. Lying here means that she has been to Huanyi.

Bureau. But the light in his eyes was so indifferent.

Is it possible that he has never forgiven himself?

In this case, how could she lie here as a slave?

When Murong Haochen saw her lifting the quilt, he knew that her thoughts were not with her. His eyes were still looking at her indifferently, and his cold words were extremely indifferent: "Why, you want to go back to the Clothing Bureau again?"

This time, he will never let him go.

go back?

Since he could bring himself into Chenlan Palace, he must have seen that scene and naturally he would not let himself go back.

His weak body sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clasped tightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a bitter smile: "I just don't want to dirty the emperor's dragon bed."

Seeing that she was still so stubborn, the words "slave" sounded like irritating me at this moment.

He hugged her body into the mattress, but saw a trace of indifference in her eyes. This look was very similar to the way he treated her back then.

His fingertips lightly touched her cheek, but there was no trace of himself in her eyes. From this moment on, he should have known that 'My Tong is back'.

"I have already given death to that Cui family, so you can serve me here with peace of mind."

Since she has always treated her as a slave, it will be a blessing for her

"Death?" Even though she still knew that he would not spare him, she never thought of giving her death again. Also, there were rumors in the harem that he had never done such cruel things.

Seeing her hesitation, Murong Haochen raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully: "Why, do you think I'm being cruel?"

Cruel?

His heart has never been the cruelest.

His heart has always been as gentle as jade.

She glanced at him with expressionless eyes, never taking the matter to heart at all: "Who the emperor wants to kill has nothing to do with the servants."

Turning one side, the wound on his back felt a dull pain.

Seeing the situation, he immediately hugged her body into his arms again. There was no sound of tenderness in his worry, but only a reproach: "Don't you know there is a wound on your body?"

She hesitated to speak, not knowing how to speak.

"Your Majesty, we have an urgent military report."

"I will ask someone to come and take care of you."

Seeing that he heard this, Ye Yilan still put her body down in such a leisurely manner.

"Remember, you are not allowed to step out of here without my permission."

"I don't dare, slave."

With her current status, how could she disobey his will at will?

Murong Haochen looked at her, knowing that she was angry with him, but he was never really angry.

A hint of doting gaze accompanied by a touch of affection, he whispered jokingly in his ear: "When I come back, I will pamper you."

Hearing this, Ye Yilan couldn't help but turn her head and persuaded: "It's time for the emperor to leave. Don't forget the important events in the army."

Seeing her like this, no matter how much she said, it was useless.
Chapter completed!