When Chunsha and her group hugged Yang Yaoer and arrived at the bedroom behind Yangxin Palace, it was just the hour of You.

The big palace maid outside the door blocked Chunsha and others with a stern face: "Miss Yang stays, you can go back."

Xia Yue was happy to be idle, and immediately became blessed and pulled Chunsha away, leaving only the confused Yang Yaoer.

The great palace maid took a breath and suppressed her jealousy: "Girl, come with me."

Yang Yao'er followed her in, and the fragrance she smelled that day penetrated into her nose again. It looked very similar to the smell at home before... It seemed to be the fragrance of medicine...

Yang Yaoer sniffed and felt a different kindness.

The great palace maid suddenly stopped her feet. She looked up carefully at the couch and said softly: "Your Majesty, Miss Yang is here."

Yang Yaoer also looked towards the couch in the direction.

There was a person sitting there, with a slender and upright figure.

Higher than her!

The lights in the room were shaking, and the man's face was not very real. He only vaguely felt that he seemed very white.

Like the color of jade hanging on the curtain in the room where she slept.

Yang Yaoer was a little afraid of him, as if she was afraid of natural enemies from the bottom of her bones.

She unconsciously shrank her neck and took a step back.

But before she could take two steps, a force came from behind her. The great palace maid pressed her to the ground and said, "Why doesn't Miss Yang know how to salute when she sees the emperor?"

Yang Yaoer was unprepared and was pushed to the ground by her. With a crisp sound of her knees, tears immediately burst out, and a low sniffle sound was heard from her mouth.

The palace maid was also startled. Unexpectedly, Yang Yaoer fell down as soon as she pushed her. She looked embarrassed and hurriedly reached out to help Yang Yaoer: "Miss has given her salute, so get up quickly."

Yang Yaoer was stumbled and was helped up, standing there but looking unsteady, so she looked more like a little pitiful.

A cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the palace maid. She regretted that she was too contemptuous and did not take Miss Yang seriously.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have pushed that recklessly.

At this time, Xiao Yi finally spoke out: "Help her come here."

"Yes." The palace maid sweated more coldly on her forehead. She lowered her head tightly, held Yang Yaoer's hand, and led her forward.

With this tentacle, a thought flashed through the great palace maid's mind - her wrist was so thin!

Get closer and closer.

Yang Yao'er unconsciously bit her lower lip, and she looked at the person on the couch again, with a timid look.

Only then did the person on the couch's appearance fall into Yang Yaoer's eyes without any omissions.

This is a good-looking person.

He is younger than me.

Yang Yaoer thought in a daze, then her eyes stuck to Xiao Yi's face, and she couldn't move it away, as if she was fascinated by her.

When Yang Yaoer was looking at Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi was also looking at her.

She wore a sandalwood jacket and the light red wrapped her up like a budding flower.

Beautiful and childish.

Why did she have a double-ring bun again?

It's not that day yet.

As she walked along the way, her hair was scattered, and her hair drooped down and fell beside her cheeks, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Ah, she was crying, her eyes soaked in water, as bright as two black gems.

The makeup on her face was dizzy with tears. I don’t know who put the makeup on her, but now it’s like a little boy singing.

She stood there blankly, just like the shadow she saw that day, looking extremely thin.

She looked completely different from what Xiao Yi imagined.

He thought that what he saw would be a woman with gorgeous clothes and could not hide her vulgar and rural spirit. The woman might be pretty, but after applying makeup, she was afraid that she would be just vulgar. Not to mention that she was still a fool, maybe she didn't know how to wipe her snot and saliva...

But the girl in front of her described her as being embarrassed but not being able to hide her beauty and charm.

She looks so pitiful.

It is so pitiful that people can hardly help feeling pity.

"Sit." Xiao Yi said.

The great palace maid hurriedly supported Yang Yaoer and said, "Please sit down, girl."

A brocade stool was placed beside the couch.

But before the eunuch could get the stool, Yang Yaoer sat obediently on the ground.

She raised her head and stared at Xiao Yi intently.

This person looks good.

It looks really good.

Much more interesting than the birds flying outside the window...

For a moment, the room was quiet and no one dared to speak.

This Miss Yang is not only stupid, but also a bold person.

In the past, who dared to stare at the emperor like this? Although this is a young emperor, none of the people in the Hall of Peace of Hearts is afraid of his majesty.

At this moment, Xiao Yi suddenly stretched out his hand, and he hooked the double-ring bun on Yang Yaoer's head and pulled it down.

Of course I can't pull it up.

Yang Yao'er didn't seem to feel the pain, but she blinked and another teardrop rolled down from her eyes, pitiful and charming.

"Get up and sit here." Xiao Yi retracted his hand and pointed to the footsteps beside the couch.

This red sandalwood carved lacquered heart couch is very wide, and even bare feet can lie down on one person. It is natural to be relaxed to accommodate Yang Yaoer.

But the palace people next to them were quite surprised.

They all thought that the emperor would not like this Miss Yang, and it would be inevitable that she would be close to her. It would be grace to be able to give her a seat and let her sit in this room for one night.

Who knew... the emperor actually invited her to sit down beside her.

What surprised them even more was that-

The girl Yang didn't move, just staring at the emperor in a daze.

He is indeed a fool.

Xiao Yi had no intention of forcing it, and he said lightly: "Come and wipe her face."

"Yes." The two little palace maids hurriedly retreated.

After that, Yang Yaoer didn't speak. She stared at Xiao Yi, as if she was looking at some treasure. She was very relish and her black eyes became brighter.

Xiao Yi sat there, letting her look at it.

He had seen countless gazes, either fear or contempt, greed or compassion... but he had never seen such a thing. It was clean and pure, like the sky washed after the rain, without any impurities.

"Your Majesty, the water is coming." The little palace maid stood there ten feet away, holding a copper basin in her hand, and did not dare to move forward without authorization.

"Go."

"Yes." The little palace maid walked to Yang Yaoer's side, put down the copper basin, then knelt on the ground, and carefully wiped Yang Yaoer's face.

Yang Yaoer obediently let her wipe it, but she still looked up at Xiao Yi without any trace.

Xiao Yi also looked at her and said, "It's like a child."

"Yes, Miss Yang's nature is really simple and innocent like a child. But she is not like a child, crying and making noise at will." Eunuch Zhao echoed. In this Hall of Heart-Healing, he was the only one who dared to follow Xiao Yi's words.

"In this way, it's easier than others." Xiao Yi said.

Eunuch Zhao didn't dare to answer this, so the room returned to silence, leaving only the little palace maid twisting her handkerchief over the water.

"Your Majesty, it's done." The little palace maid got up and stepped back with the copper basin.

After washing away the muddy makeup, Yang Yaoer's appearance was truly revealed.

Everyone inside glanced carefully, and then their breathing was suffocated, and they only wanted to get one sentence - the pinks were far from the color.

"He's a beautiful girl." Xiao Yi said lightly.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at them again.

No matter how beautiful they are, they are all the emperor's people. Where is their turn to look at them at will?

Not a pretty girl?

In the past, when Emperor Hui was in the harem, there were many beauties, dignified and beautiful, charming and gentle, and even exotic...

But it is not as good as her, and her fairy-like appearance.

"Your Majesty, is it going to be placed?" Eunuch Zhao asked.
To be continued...