When he came back, the person at the table was gone, leaving only a table with almost almost a bowl of dishes.

"Where is the little master?" His face became a little gloomy. The little maid at the table hurriedly bowed and whispered: "Little master, I'm going to the plum rain room..."

The plum rain room is the elegant name for the toilet in the Glazed Hall.

He almost knew what was going on.

Apart from a wall, he leaned against the wall and heard the sound of spitting out of the plum rain, and his fists were clenched tightly. Yes, this was the case last time. He tried his best to eat, but in fact he couldn't bear it at all, so he vomited after eating, and then went back to continue eating...

Yes, as the envoy of Gala in Tai Chi Palace, her every move, every word and action may be reported to the Empress. But as a celebrity around the Empress, how could she show unhappiness because of a list? Wouldn't that be dissatisfied with the Empress's decision? So she tortured herself like this desperately, using such a pathological method...

Seeing Dugu Jialuo's face coming back with a very ugly expression, the little maid was so scared that she didn't dare to raise her head.

"When the little master comes out later, if I ask where I am going, I will say I will recite the words." He said coldly, leaving the maid with the illusion that he had really had.

Qiluan Hall.

The three words that should not be put together are suitable for this palace.

Such carved beams and painted pillars, such glazed jade tiles, when the sun is pouring down, the flying phoenix circling up on the beams and pillars gives people the illusion that they will spread their wings and soar into the sky in the next moment.

The steps of white marble go down one after another, and the highest level is carved with complex and gorgeous peony flowers. It is extremely delicate and carved. You can feel the slight protrusion of each petal when you touch it carefully. After kneeling for a long time, there must be a gorgeous peony pattern on your knees.

The Empress is not something he can see whenever he wants to see, but it doesn't matter, he can wait; over the years, he has not been unaware of the Empress's attitude towards him, but for her, he doesn't care. She is his master, and he has nothing to hesitate about for the sake of her.

"I really didn't expect that Dugu Jiao had been raising him for so long for two years, but his body was still so strong. He had been kneeling for almost an hour and was still as if he was fine. Alas, it was a pity to say that the glorious messenger of Gala was actually hidden in the snow with just one word.

The rookie on the mission did not let her go for such an important job. I really don’t know where I got the queen. I also want Dugu Jialuo, you come here to plead for her." The man’s voice was so unbearable and delicate.

Before I looked up, a pair of slender barefoots were imprinted in my eyes. The snow-white barefoot seemed to have two pieces white on the white marble. Even the plain white was soft and I wanted to melt away with a breath. The thin chains on the slender ankles were hung with an exquisite golden bell, and the jingling sound was crisp and pleasant, and it was so thin that it aroused the desire for protection in people's hearts.

Further up are thin and slender calves, and then a black gauze robe embroidered with silver peach blossom patterns along the robe. A bunch of silver wire ropes at the waist outlines the charm of Shen Lang's waist being thinner. The long ink-colored hair at the waist is scattered like that, and one of them winds down along the slightly dispersed collarbone exposed between the slightly dispersed laces, with indescribable erotic fragrance.

Even women would be jealous of the pointed chin. The cherry red lips showed a strange feeling on the white skin color, and it was so watery. When they smiled, they opened slightly, as if they were zipping. A pair of shimmering eyes looked down at him, and even the thick eyelashes could not hide the gloom in their eyes. But even the gloom was so charming and charming, like an evil fairy.

How could a man be so charming like this? If he was outside, he would definitely be regarded as an alien.

But this is not outside, this is Tai Chi Palace.

Most of the people in power here are women. These women have more or less male favors, and these male favors are as colorful as concubines in the harem of the emperor and the emperor, and each has its own charm. Every day, they hollow out their minds to lure their master's heart on themselves... Here, the men who fell out of favor have no difference from garbage. So the men here began to be as jealous as the women outside, excluding each other, and ridicule and ridicule.

Dugu Jialuo looked at the man in front of him and suddenly became a little dazed.

Meinu, once served as a young servant in Qiwuyuan with him, and is now Huashang's male favorite.

He didn't know that the Galaxy was appointed to organize a tea party for the lady, but he only knew that the Galaxy had not done such an important thing as a rookie. He thought that the Galaxy had fallen out of favor and the male favorite of the messenger, and naturally his value fell sharply with his master...

But why did he always feel so hostile to himself? He remembered that when they were in Qiwuyuan, he was as noble as a stream of clouds, and the beautiful slaves were charming, and they were all over the world. But after coming to Tai Chi Palace, he always looked like this.

In fact, he also understood that it was more than Mei Nu? The male favorites in the entire Tai Chi Palace were so hostile to him.

The messenger of Gala, the most popular person in the Tai Chi Palace, was originally a man who was very glorious as the messenger of Gala. He also had a very loyal love for him for two years. Every time the empress gave him rewards, the messenger of Gala was not for himself, but for him every time.

As the number one star in the capital, he only sings three plays in such a money tree in a month. No matter what kind of dignitaries and nobles ask for a love love at what price, the empress will refuse. Such a gift was also asked by Gala for him.

Things about women in the palace are common, but he has always been with only one person. The Empress once said that the envoy of Gala had worked hard and wanted to reward two more for serving. She was also rejected by Gala's envoy, saying that Gala had enough to accompany her.

He could feel the darkness of Meinu's eyes falling on his neck. He knew that there were traces left by her and the faint blood stasis was his amulet here. Even the kitchen chef knew that such a mark represented the Gala's unrealistic honor and favor for him, so he did not dare to neglect him.

No need to be jealous, no need to do anything, no need to be worried, he enjoys rich clothes and food and infinite pampering... Why? With his good looks and his charming phoenix eyes? But which male favorite in Tai Chi Palace is not outstanding in appearance?

Is he the number one star in the capital? But what is the male favorite in Tai Chi Palace that is not both sex and art? Why can he meet such a good master? Every time he uses the rewards he gets from his birth and customs, it is not enough. He also has to imprint his love on him, for fear that others will be lazy to him...

Meinu couldn't help biting her lip. He knew that the empress's emphasis on Hua Shang did not mean her neglect of Gala, but he just couldn't help but want to seize the opportunity to ridicule the man in front of him who got everything inexplicably.

"Did Mei Nu's words really come from the heart?" The man kneeling on the ground raised his head, his expression was so calm, and Dan Feng's eyes even had a hint of pity. "I'm talking nonsense that the little master had violated the palace rules, let alone before the Qiluan Palace? Dugu Jialu asked Mei Nu to think twice."

Looking at his expression, Mei Nu's gorgeous face exuded a cruel aura. The man in front of him was kneeling, but he advised himself with such a momentum that he was not inferior. Why? Why? Isn't it just because of the woman's pampering?!

He was not inferior to him in every aspect, but he looked at Hua Shang's face every day, worried that which man would steal her favor... Gripping his teeth, Mei Nu sneered, "Dugu Jialuo always looks so fearless, it makes people want to disgust, but I really want to know, if it is not for that person's favor, what will Dugu Jialuo use to be majestic!"

Close his eyes and listened to the tiny ringtones leaving, he sighed softly.

Is the supreme love?

He has indeed never competed for favor like other male lovers, because she has never changed her treasure since she first met him.

It was the first time I saw her... the pain on my knee gradually turned into numbness, reminding him of the first time I saw her.

It was so heavy that year that it was almost suffocating when he slammed on his face. His clothes were thin, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on his body. His knees had no feeling at all. At that time, he had been kneeling for more than half a day. The sky was so dark that he could not tell the passage of time. He only knew that the guards at the door had been rotated once.

She appeared just as he was about to close his eyes. At that time, she was not a messenger of Gala, or a man-satisfied palace outfit like this. He only saw a petite figure of lotus color passing by him quickly, as if he had not noticed that he was kneeling here. The guard at the door saw her quickly opened the door, and at the same time, another person had already taken over the things in her hand.

When the hall door opened, a warm current surged out from inside, hitting him, making him shudder.

"I would like to ask the Queen, I am fortunate to be unfair to my fate." Her respectful voice came from the hall, but she was not angry at all. Even he, who was about to freeze to death, felt that he was more vibrant than her.

"Well, you did a good job, I am very satisfied." The woman in the high position said in a lazy and charming voice. "It would be great if everyone called me like you, a little girl... Come on, see if Dugu Jialuo has figured it out."

The servant next to him replied: "Go back to the queen, Dugu Jialuo still kneels down. If he continues like this, he is afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."

A charming and lazy voice sighed and said, "Dugu Jialuo, my patience is limited. Although I also know that you are unwilling to let you accompany Mr. Liu, you are just an actor after all, and I have no reason to refuse, right? If you insist on doing this, I can only let you kneel down like this. Kneel to death can be considered as an explanation to him."
Chapter completed!