MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort-Chapter 42 Shame from him

"It was just you who said that you came to the night, and now that night is not over, you are leaving?"

Does he want me to stay and continue to work for him?

However, something just happened here, and my body is almost naked and I have no clothes to wear. I still want to stay and stay with him--

I looked into his eyes in the dark, clearly showing a good look.

This is the price of rejecting him and angering him.

"Okay, slavery continues to go to the night for His Royal Highness." I gritted my teeth and walked back, but he glanced at me unexpectedly, seeing me walking to the bed, sorting the messy curtains, and then serving him When he went to bed, he snorted coldly in the darkness, as if to say, I see how hard you can be.

After he fell asleep, I cleaned up a little, and then sat back on the side of the stool.

This night was more difficult than I thought, not only because of the naked shame, the night was heavy, the cold penetrated, I could only hold my arms tightly to make myself not so cold, but in the dark At night, I always felt a pair of eyes looking at me, sharp and cold eyes, as if to eat me inch by inch.

Even in dreams, the feeling of being hunted disturbed me.

After all, it was dawn, and when the cold moonlight outside the window turned into a warm morning light, I finally opened my eyes slowly, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a tall figure standing in front of me.

I woke up all of a sudden — yes, Pei Yuanzhang!

He was dressed and standing there in a well-dressed suit. He looked down at me and saw me open his eyes coldly, "It's dawn, you should go."

"..."

I haven't awoken from the dreams like ice and snow, but the words "you should go" still made me a chill, and my consciousness finally returned to my body, and I felt the real cold-me Sitting almost naked by his bed all night ...

"Hurry up."

"Yes."

I slowly wanted to stand up, but the cold limbs didn't listen at all. I almost fell down several times. I subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and quickly retracted my hand.

I thought he would be angry, but those thin lips just raised slightly, looking at me how to look embarrassed.

"Hurry up, this palace has to go up."

It was hard to stand upright, but I couldn't take a step. My clothes had been torn by him last night, and a few messy clothes could barely cover the most shameful places, but to go out like this--

"Hurry up?"

Listening to his urging behind him, the last bit of defense in his heart collapsed, a drop of crystal tears dripped from his eyes, and fell to the ground with a click, splashing a stream of light.

It was another drop, and in the quiet room, it was particularly clear to listen to.

He seemed to feel something, stepped forward and looked down at me, his eyes suddenly sank.

After a while, he suddenly turned around and walked away. When he returned, a dress shouted over my head, and I looked up, only to see him throw one over.

is his.

He seemed to be suddenly angry, and said coldly: "Don't get out! Momiya hates to see women like you cry!"