The emperor, who was sitting behind his back, turned around calmly: "Come here."

Wanxi was still stuck and still knelt on the ground and refused to move.

The emperor didn't say anything else, just got off the kang with one leg, walked over from a big walk, and reached out to grab Wanxi's wrist. However, instead of pulling her up, he immediately lowered her body and carried her up!

Wanxi was shocked, "Emperor!"

He snorted, took her back to the kang, lowered his shoulders, and put her on the kang.

The kangs in this palace were rebuilt by the Qing royal family in accordance with the old custom of Manchu "pocket kang". The big kangs were very large, but the pocket kangs in the palace were mainly used for sitting and lying down, not for sleeping.

Wanxi was in the same place and rolled into the kang, setting a distance from the emperor.

But the emperor just stood there, holding the yellow belt on his waist in both hands, condescending to him, and narrow eyes flashed through his clear eyes.

"...It's not even heavy, it's not as good as a stupid roe deer."

Wanxi didn't want to ask what the slim feeling in her heart was, so she had to lower her eyes and avoid his gaze.

"Why did the Emperor say that? Can the Emperor survive the silly roe deer and walk all over the palace?"

The emperor turned his body and sat down against the edge of the kang. When he turned around, his clothes were graceful, like a gilded butterfly, passing through the light shadow and descending.

He turned to look at her: "...I have heard about the day of Changchun Palace on February 14th."

Wanxi opened her mouth: "The emperor was in the farming hall at that time..." It was obvious that he would come back a few days later.

He raised his eyebrows: "How come he is hurt?"

Wanxi lowered her head, and Sister Lu’s figure in front of her became clearer. If it weren’t for Sister Lu that day, it would be hard to say that she would be able to escape unstoppable.

She shook her head and stopped looking at him: "I have nothing to do. But Sister Lu was wronged for me, and the Imperial Concubine was so angry that she fell ill again."

The emperor looked at her carefully and nodded: "I will go to see them in Chuxiu Palace. But at this time, you are not allowed to hide it from me. Are you injured on your body? Even if you are not healthy, you will be worried and scared. Have you ever had nightmares at night?"

His words easily crossed her defenses and thrust her heart.

She secretly scolded herself: Wanxi, you are at least promising! How could you feel soft and reconciled with just one word from him?

She deliberately raised her face and greeted him: "The emperor really killed a slave. This is the fate of a slave. Who in Changchun Palace was not the master of a slave? Not to mention scolding a slave, he would be punished to kneel down. Even if he wanted to be beaten and killed, the slave would not dare to complain at all!"

He stared at her for a moment. There were thousands of emotions in his clear eyes. For a moment, she even saw bloodthirsty and coldness.

But in the end, he perfectly integrated all his emotions into peace. The emperor's peace is a peaceful that people can never guess.

He reached out to grab her wrist, and slowly rubbed it with the black green spot on her wrist: "Even if you accept your fate, I won't let go of the matter that day. Don't worry, I'll give you an explanation sooner or later."

Wanxi's heart bumped, but her eyes were still blurred.

He looked at her wrist carefully and said softly: "That should not be your life, it was forced to be placed on you. I let you stay in the palace, not let you bear such a life, nor did I ask you to be designed like this. If they hurt you, they will also hurt me."
Chapter completed!