Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

Seeing her hesitation, Shunxi stepped forward and waved her away, saying, "Go away, are you qualified to serve the Madam?"

Where did this young and ignorant boy come from? How dare he climb up to such a high position?

Given the Madam's status in His Majesty's service, it would behoove him, His Majesty's personal eunuch, to serve her personally, so as not to neglect her.

Shunxi was about to kneel down when the "little eunuch" he had driven away suddenly raised his head slightly, revealing a face he had never expected.

"???" He was so frightened that he almost gasped, "Your Majesty..."

His Majesty?!!

The other people around all looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, pretending that they saw nothing.

The emperor was wearing the clothes of a palace eunuch, kneeling beside the carriage, leaning over and straightening his broad back, acting as a horse stool for people to step on to get off the carriage.

Seeing such a ridiculous scene, everyone felt their heads were in danger and did not dare to look at it any more.

Shunxi felt dizzy.

Whenever he thought he was fully prepared mentally, His Majesty would always give him a blow.

In the previous dynasty, the concubine was favored by the king alone, and the king later even dismissed the six palaces for her, just like an ordinary couple. This was the limit of the favor he could imagine for a concubine.

But between ordinary couples, I have never seen a man kneeling down and letting his wife step on him!

Even a son-in-law can't be so humble! !

In total silence, Nian Tu stared at his own personal riding stool for a while, then stepped on the man's sturdy back without any psychological pressure.

As soon as she landed, her feet were lifted off the ground and she was picked up sideways by someone.

With his lover in his arms, Tan Konglin's handsome eyebrows relaxed and his mood was full of joy. The person in his arms seemed soft and light, but she seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, and was his most precious treasure.

Niannian finally entered the palace to accompany him.

His Majesty the Emperor was immersed in the happiness of getting what he wanted, but his steps were not erratic. Every step he took was steady, and he would never fall on the person in his arms, giving people a full sense of security.

Nian Tu put his arms around his neck, looked him up and down, and then asked, "Where are you hurt?"

She found no wounds.

Hearing this, Tan Konglin paused for a moment, without showing any trace of guilt on his face. "Left arm."

A wound half an inch long is still a wound. In short, he is injured, and he needs to be kissed, touched, and comforted every year to heal.

His performance was so flawless that Nian Tu was unsure of the situation and frowned slightly.

It was not until she entered the inner palace bedroom and dismissed the palace maids serving in the palace that she saw with her own eyes the tiny wound that had only scratched the epidermis and had already formed a scab. She felt angry and amused, and was finally completely convinced that she had been deceived.

She gritted her teeth, put her hands on Tan Konglin's face, and pinched it hard on the left and right.

His face was handsome enough, and no matter how he polished it, it was difficult to hide his beauty. Moreover, his deep blue eyes seemed to be able to speak, and his feathery eyelashes fluttered lightly, which was very endearing.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Nian Tu was quickly defeated and found it difficult to harden his heart.

She let go of her hand, rested her forehead against his chest, snuggled into his arms, and slowly exhaled, "…I'm glad you're okay."

Compared to being really hurt, she would rather he just lied to her.

Even if he wasn't injured, the assassin was definitely trying to kill him. Although she didn't see the situation with her own eyes, she could imagine how dangerous it was.

The wise and mighty emperor in the eyes of others was just a spoiled kitten in her eyes. The kitten was attacked by an assassin and suffered such a great injustice, so of course she needed to comfort him.

Nian Tu softened his tone and asked with gentle concern, "Have you applied medicine to the wound?"

Sensing her change in attitude, Tan Konglin was delighted and nodded obediently, "It's been applied."

He tentatively lay down, looking up and carefully observing Nian Tu's expression. Nian Tu did not resist, but gently stroked his back, like stroking the hair, and let him rest his head on her soft thighs.

The tip of his nose was filled with the light sweet scent that belonged only to his beloved. All the anger and irritation caused by the affairs of the court and the assassins and rebels disappeared. At this moment, Tan Konglin felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

Nian Tu gently touched his hair, then his back, still worried, "Is the assassin's weapon poisoned?"

"The dagger that scratched me is not poisonous." Tan Konglin closed his eyes and enjoyed her comfort, which made her feel at ease. "The imperial physician has checked it carefully."

Nian Tu understood what he meant. The dagger that scratched him was not poisonous, but the other weapons in the assassin's hand were poisonous.

Suddenly, she felt a wave of fear and her face turned slightly pale.

If Kong Lin had made any mistake, she would probably be crying for him now.

Hearing the slightly disordered breathing sound beside his ear, Tan Konglin keenly realized that she was afraid, and hurriedly reached out to grasp her cold fingertips and wrapped them in his palm.

"I'm fine, Nian Nian, don't be afraid," he suddenly felt a little regretful.

I shouldn't have told her about the assassination.

He wanted to gamble whether she cared about him. But now that he had won the gamble, he hated himself for not being considerate enough and causing her worries.

Tan Konglin thought about it and became more and more uneasy. He propped himself up and knelt in front of Nian Tu guiltily. Suddenly, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

The emotions were conveyed through the hug. Nian Tu was slightly stunned and showed a helpless smile.

She had seen too many tricks of vying for favor and jealousy over the years, so she was not angry at his little trick.

Seeing her partner becoming increasingly immersed in self-blame and anxiety, an idea suddenly occurred to her mind, and she suddenly used some strength in her hands to push him away.

"Where did this servant come from? How dare you lay your hands on your Majesty's woman?" Nian Tu raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his toes and kicked him lightly, "Don't you want your head anymore?"

"However, even if you have evil intentions... do you still have the ability to rebel?" She stared at the man in front of her with a scrutinizing look, and looked him down carefully, then sneered meaningfully.

Tan Konglin was stunned.

After a long while, he looked down at himself and realized that he had not yet changed out of his eunuch clothes.

The "little eunuch" froze all over, and his handsome face was suddenly flushed with a strong blush.

"……I have."

He has the ability.

Just a few words of teasing and those who are willing will naturally take the bait.

Under Nian Tu's condescending and contemptuous gaze, Tan Konglin felt as if he had really become a humble slave, but he was so bold as to covet the noble Queen.

A different kind of excitement instantly surged through my every limb.

"You have?" Nian Tu seemed to be frightened, but still maintained an unapproachable attitude and sneered, "How can the palace tolerate a slave like you? His Majesty should chop off your head..."

!

Before she could finish her words, a hot big hand suddenly grabbed her ankle.