Chapter 366

Her pretty face full of anger immediately turned into a rosy cloud, and her eyes that were eager to eat people instantly became weak and pitiful. She timidly looked at His Royal Highness Liang Wang who was approaching from a distance, and blinked those eyes full of autumn water , smiled and said: "Your Highness!"

Without even looking at her, Zhu Sheng went straight to Xia Yuanqiu and asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Xia Yuanqiu looked back at him with a sneer, his eyes were icy cold: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!" She turned and left, walking towards the Cuiyun Palace he arranged for her.

As soon as Xia Yuanqiu and the guards left, the gentleness on Zhu Sheng's face disappeared instantly, his handsome face was condensed, and his eyes were fierce.

Zhuo Qinlan's heart was beating wildly, because of King Liang's stare, because of the fury on his face, and because she was so close to him: "Your Highness, I was just playing with my sister .”

Zhu Sheng looked at her for a while, then suddenly said: "No more next time!" His voice was cold, and every word burst out from between his teeth.

Zhuo Qinlan was unwilling, but she didn't dare to disobey, so she nodded and promised: "I know!"

Zhu Sheng turned around and left without looking at Zhuo Qinlan again. Zhuo Qinlan breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt depressed: "Does he hate her?"

In Cuiyun Palace, Xia Yuanqiu asked all the little maids in the palace, wanting to know the whereabouts of the emperor, but none of them dared to say a word, or maybe they really didn't know.

She didn't want to embarrass them, after all, they were all poor people.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and a light and agile white shadow floats out of Cuiyun Palace like a ghost. Under the moonlight, the shadow is indistinct, and the plain yarn flutters in its movements, like a fairy Lingbo walking in the void.

"Where are you going?" The gloomy male voice suddenly sounded, looking very eerie in this silent night.

She stopped and didn't look back, she just said in a low voice, "The palace is so big, I want to go and see it."

"Really? Just to see?" He stared at her slender back and asked.

She shrugged: "Of course!"

"Then why do you want to see it at night? Isn't it more beautiful to see it during the day?" He asked again.

She looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, with a mischievous smile on her face: "Because I like to bask in the moonlight, why? His Royal Highness Liang Wang is very dissatisfied with my special hobby?" She finally turned around and looked at the responsible person not far behind. Standing with his hands in his hands, Zhu Sheng was wearing a tunic robe made of streamer brocade. Under the moonlight, the material flowed gracefully like a watery brilliance, making him rich and gorgeous.

Seeing her turn around, he finally hooked his lips and showed a faint smile: "This king also likes to bask in the moonlight, why don't we go together?"

Yuan Qiu waved his hands, covered his mouth and yawned again, and said, "Suddenly I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first, you take it easy!"

She walked back, Cuiyun Palace was behind him, and she had to pass by his side, she held the long needle hidden in her sleeve tightly, slowed down her pace as much as possible, and approached him step by step. One chance, when he was alone and defenseless against her, she might be able to restrain him, threaten his life, and let her see the emperor to ensure the safety of the emperor.

It was undeniable that her heart was beating very fast at this time, and her palms were sweating. She had practiced medicine all her life, and she had never done such a thing of coercing people with medical skills.

Because of this, she tried her best to hide her nervousness, leaving a little bit on her face.

Who is Zhu Sheng? He has been up and down in the court for many years, he is good at dancing with long sleeves, and he is especially good at making insidious tricks. How could he not notice the tension on Xia Yuanqiu's face?

When her hand was raised, before it could fall down, a slender and powerful palm tightly pinched her wrist, and the slender silver needles between her fingers shone coldly in the moonlight.