It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The morning light shone on the two of them, and the room was filled with a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Xiao Huai did not refuse and let Lu Yuanshi comb his long hair strand by strand.

The sound of the comb passing through the hair is soft and delicate, like the breeze blowing across the lake, with a calm rhythm.

Her slightly drooped eyelashes were like butterfly wings, her red pupils were made even deeper by the morning light, and her whole body exuded an indescribable aloof beauty.

Lu Yuanshi stared at him intently, and his fingertips touched Xiao Huai's ear from time to time, bringing a tingling sensation.

A softness flashed in his eyes, and the world was so quiet that it seemed as if only the two of them were left.

"Okay." After a moment, Lu Yuanshi whispered, combing the last strand of hair.

He took out a snow-white hairband and tied up Xiao Huai's long hair.

As the hairband was gently tied, Xiao Huai's profile was completely revealed. The sunlight shone between his brows, like red plum blossoms after the first snow, cold but with the brightness of a young man.

"You are very good at it." Xiao Huai raised his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

A faint smile appeared in Lu Yuanshi's dark eyes: "Of course."

The two smiled at each other, their tacit understanding was self-evident.

The sunlight outside the window is getting brighter and brighter, and a new day has begun.

They left the room, and the corridor seemed unusually wide, with angles and directions that were inexplicably confusing.

Those corners and room locations that I once remembered clearly now become unfamiliar, as if they had been adjusted overnight.

With every step he took, he could sense a subtle sense of dislocation.

Not far away, the sounds of singing and dancing were still heard, and the people in the dance hall were indulging in wine and sex like last night, without any vigilance.

Some people had satisfied smiles on their faces, but their eyes were empty, as if their souls had been taken away.

Further away, there were some people who looked haggard, with disheveled clothes and crazy expressions. They looked like they had gone crazy after indulging in excessive pleasure.

Xiao Huai frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Not only that, the bloodstains from last night were now as clean as if they had never existed.

The wooden board became smooth again, even taking on a faint sheen.

As for the mural hanging high on the wall, it appeared clearer than last night, and the colors were unreasonably rich, as if it had just been painted.

The sea of ​​blood and corpses in the picture becomes more and more realistic. The expression of each corpse is full of a bright smile, and the cracked corners of the mouth seem to extend from the canvas.

However, what concerned him most were the extra characters in the mural.

There should have been only dead bodies on the battlefield last night, but at this moment, there are a few more figures in the painting.

These people were not in the painting last night...

The servant came running over in a hurry, looking a little anxious.

As soon as he saw Xiao Huai, he panted and said, "Sir, I finally found you. Go back quickly and don't waste time."

Xiao Huai turned around and looked at the attendant, his eyebrows slightly raised, "What time?"

The attendant felt a bead of sweat break out on his forehead when he heard the lukewarm tone. He spoke incoherently, "My Lord, you are a prince after all. The rules in the capital are strict. If you don't guard your fiefdom well and indulge in wine and women here, you will inevitably be criticized."

Xiao Huai smiled when he heard this. As a player, he certainly didn't care about these so-called ancient rules.

"It doesn't matter. They can say whatever they want."

The servant was stunned for a moment, opening and closing his mouth, but he didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something important, and his tone became more urgent:

"But, my lord, it is indeed an important matter. A distinguished guest has requested to see you."

A cold light flashed across Xiao Huai's eyes, but his tone remained unchanged: "What distinguished guest?"

The servant swallowed and glanced at Lu Yuan standing beside him with a somewhat flustered look.

He was clearly feeling suffocated by Lu Yuanshi's presence. He hesitated for a moment before winking and whispering, "It's...it's Xuan Ji."

As soon as these two words came out, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

After a moment, he said slowly, "Oh? Really? As the favorite concubine of King Zhou, meeting with me in private, if anyone were to discover, I'm afraid it would be a serious crime punishable by beheading."

Return alive? Or return as a corpse?

The attendant looked even more nervous, his eyes darting from side to side, as if he was afraid of getting into trouble.

"This... I don't know either. Empress Xuanji just sent a message saying that she hopes the Marquis can find time to meet her."

Xiao Huai hummed softly, then turned to look at Lu Yuanshi: "What do you think?"

Lu Yuanshi leaned against a pillar beside him, a faint smile flashing in his black eyes.

He raised his eyes and just nodded lightly.

Seeing this, Xiao Huai turned around and waved to the attendant, "Let's go."

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The sunlight shines through the lush treetops, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

The garden in front of me is like a dream, and the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers sways in the wind, like a flowing colorful cloud.

In the center of the sea of ​​flowers, a simple yet exquisite swing stands quietly, as if blending into this magnificent scenery.

A woman in a long gauze dress was sitting on a swing, her smile as bright as the spring breeze, her black hair flying in the wind.

Xuan Ji felt the movement behind her and the swing slowly stopped.

She turned around, and when her bright eyes swept over Xiao Huai and Lu Yuan, her smile paused, but quickly returned to normal.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing on the corner of her lips, "I only invited one person, but it's okay if two of you come."

Xiao Huai's eyes darkened slightly. "If only I were here in a place like this, it would only be considered a private meeting."

After hearing this, Xuan Ji laughed softly, her voice as clear as a silver bell: "The king doesn't care who I meet secretly."

Her eyes wandered on Xiao Huai's face for a moment, and she said meaningfully:

"Didn't you notice that the king didn't get angry when you asked him if he could have me?"

At that time, Xiao Huai made that seemingly absurd request to King Zhou.

Want a beautiful woman.

But in fact, he also wanted to test the reaction of King Zhou.

Everyone else reacted strongly, but King Zhou showed no anger or questioning, he just paused slightly.

Nor did he punish Xiao Huai for his rudeness.

If Lu Yuanshi hadn't come in and acted out that scene with him, what would have happened afterwards?

Everyone blamed Xuan Ji for his absurd behavior of lighting beacons and teasing the princes, and called her the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country.

If King Zhou really loved Xuan Ji, these rumors would naturally not appear.

If the King of Zhou really loves Xuan Ji...

The look in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

Xiao Huai's thoughts gradually became clear.

King Zhou used the black-eyed soldiers as a weapon to silently oppress everyone.

He seemed to not care about other people's eyes, nor about the criticism of the princes, and even didn't care whether Xuan Ji was loyal or not.

This is not a simple tyrant, but a being whose humanity is on the brink of blurring.

King Zhou, what do you want?