Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

The space was silent for a moment, and Xu Zhaosu's hands were slightly cold, with the chill of the frost and snow in the early spring, I don't know how long a person stayed here alone.

Only by looking closer can you find the muddy water and grass clippings on the side of her light-colored skirt. The plain white skirt is soaked below the knees, tightly clinging to the woman's slender leg bones. The weather in March and April is very beautiful. , One can imagine how icy cold it is.

Her legs had long since left the root of the disease in the dark dungeon.

Shi Qingyue deliberately lowered his voice: "The outside room is clammy, please help your majesty go back."

The hand that held her tightened unconsciously, and it took a long time to see the empress nod slightly, which meant she had agreed.

Next to the pavilion, I felt that there was a section of steps, a barren courtyard, and a layer of moss grew after the rain in the early spring. Xu Zhaosu couldn't look at things. Just stepping on it, he stepped into the air. Fortunately, sometimes Qingyue supported him and didn't step on the air.

If she was not here at the moment, no one passed by this desolate courtyard, and she didn't know how she would go back to the inner temple alone.

"Your Majesty, be careful." Shi Qingyue's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and he glanced sideways at Xu Zhaosu.

The woman's thin jaw condensed with a drop of cold sweat in the sun, her face was proud and noble, and she grasped her hand tightly, almost tending to scratch her skin.

Xu Zhaosu's legs were not good, and he had to rest for a while after taking two steps. The last half of his body leaned against Shi Qingyi's arms and finally moved back to the Yuming Palace.

There was burnt sandalwood scent in the temple, and the spring light floated in the lonely palace, but no one was seen.

After Xu Zhaosu came out of the dark prison, his temperament changed drastically, and he was furious at every turn, and was hostile to anyone who approached her. Except for a few people, the entire Yuming Palace was already empty.

When Shi Qingyue heard this, he was silent for a long time, but in the end he just looked down and said, "Be happy with your Majesty."

This sentence was passed into the ears of the female monarch somehow as she was pleased. That night, the Yuming Palace experienced a turmoil, things were broken and people walked away, and finally the female monarch was left alone in the temple. In the mess, he almost pinched the palm of his hand to bleed.

Shi Qingyue knew when she did these things, but she never came to see her.

Shi Qingyi skipped the news from these days in his mind, and helped him onto the soft couch in the inner hall. He just withdrew his hands and was about to turn around, but his wrist was suddenly caught.

She turned her head, half of the female monarch's face was concealed in the sunlight, her eyes were covered with a layer of white gauze, her voice suppressed a certain difficult depression, and her sharp fingertips almost pinched her blood vessels.

"Are you going?"

It was almost a word, squeezed out from the gap between the teeth.

Shi Qingyue let her hold her wrist, and shook her backhand slightly: "Your Majesty's dress is soaked, so the slave and maid will go and get a piece of clothes for your Majesty to change, or you will catch a cold."

Her tone was softer than ever, and she didn't know whether Xu Zhaosu believed it or not, and it took a long time to let go.

This was probably because he was tortured and feared in a secret prison. The face was cold, but in fact, he was still afraid. Shi Qingyi thought about it, and got closer again.

Xu Zhaosu was thinking that when she was gone, the man turned back and covered her with a warm cloak, gently tucked the corners, and then left.

Holding the warm fox quilt cloak, Xu Zhaosu's face did not see any warmth, even a little sarcasm and tired.

For so many years, this person still doesn’t even know how to lie. The people at the Yuming Hall and Mingze Hall have always been hand-picked. The so-called Mother Shen is only in charge of sweeping matters. How can he be qualified to take charge of these two palaces? People mobilize.

She has always deceived and lied grandiosely, but she was sure that she had always believed in her.

Just because she doesn't say many things, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything.

Including the sudden change in the palace a year ago, she didn't receive the news in advance, but she didn't think Shi Qingyue would not. How could she be greedy for power as a person like a bright moon falling into the world without dust?

I tried my best to treat her, wishing to give up the whole world, how could she treat herself like this?

Later, she discovered that everything was just her own wishful thinking.

This time pretending to be close, what did you ask for? She clearly has nothing.

The female monarch lowered her eyes, her empty gaze fell on a certain place in the space. Apart from her deep-seated hatred, what else was left worthy of Shi Qingyi's plot?

—

Unlike Xu Zhaosu's complicated heart, Shi Qingyue is carefully choosing clothes and skirts, but the Yuming Palace has been abandoned for too long, and the things he bought in the past few days are not complete, instead they are all old things.

Inside there is a pink palace dress, which is cut from the satin that Xu Zhaosu brought down from Zhongnanshan on the birthday of Xu Zhaosu in a certain year. It is smooth and shiny, and the corners are finely decorated with gold threads, which is just right for this season.

When she returned with her clothes, Xu Zhaosu was still in the same position. She didn't move. She seemed to be in a daze. When she heard the voice slightly turned her head, she couldn't see the eyes of Tulle, otherwise she would find Xu Zhaosu's momentary surprise that was indescribable.

—She thought that Shi Qingyue would never go back.

There was continuous carbon fire in the hall, Shi Qingyue put down his dress, and naturally reached the waist of the person who was about to withdraw his belt, but his hand suddenly froze in the air.

…

What is this going to do? Picking up people's clothes? Untie the skirt?

Shi Qingyue's face suddenly became strange, and it was not right to take it back, and it would be wrong not to take it back.

It might be a horrible thing to put it on weekdays. After all, the spring is so cold. Even if the clothes soaked in snow are worn on the body, Xu Zhaosu's bones are like this, I am afraid that I will be lingering for a few days, but Xu Zhaosu does not let people enter the inner hall at all. .

Shi Qingyue quietly retracted his hand and turned his back: "Your Majesty..."

Xu Zhaosu's eyes suddenly became cold, and even if he still wanted her, he still didn't like her to such an extent, and he could barely come.

-Shi Qingyue, perhaps he is not interested in women. At the beginning, it was not easy to bear the humiliation and perfuse her for the sake of power, let alone now.

But now she has nothing, she won't let her wish.

"Undress the lonely."

Shi Qingyue suffocated for a while, then turned around after a long while, wrapped his arms around the girl's too thin waist, grabbed one end of the girdle, and moved his fingers to untie it.

She has lost a lot of weight, her waist is really not tight, her dresses are scattered on the couch like flowers, blue silks are scattered on her shoulders, revealing the white collarbone and the white inner skirt inside. The spring breeze blows from outside the temple, and Shi Qingyue is afraid of her. Cold, wrapped the brocade around her in a ball, only then mustered the courage to continue to reach out to touch the last thin shirt.

Xu Zhaosu just made her embarrassment deliberately, expecting that she was looking for an excuse to leave, and was about to sneer. Who knew she had come to solve it, and when she stretched out her hand again, she subconsciously blocked her heart.

Shi Qingyue followed kindness and immediately prepared to retract his paws: "Your Majesty, come by yourself?"

Unexpectedly, the hand that was blocking her backhand held her back, and pressed her neckline, her fingertips pressed against the warm collarbone, trembling slightly.

The voice was still cold, every word: "Say Gu, let Gu undress—"

She wanted to see how long Shi Qingyue could endure—this person was obviously the cleanest, the most lonely, and the least gratifying to approach him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get close.

The temperature on Shi Qingyue's face rose inch by inch, but he finally sighed silently. He turned aside his face and released the last shackle-he couldn't keep his soaked clothes wrapped around him.

Her face was so hot that she didn't dare to glance at her, and quickly pulled the brocade and cloak to wrap the people around. The carbon fire burned, and the room was still warm. Shi Qingyue handed people a heater except for her dress. Dropped his eyes to look at her leg bones.

The most severe frostbite of Xu Zhaosu was his hands, feet and legs. The large black purple bruises covered with white skin looked terrible.

Shi Qingyue used warm Jinpa to slowly wipe Xu Zhaosu back to warmth. Seeing this man's frozen and shattered legs and feet, he felt congested.

She had never seen these in the previous life, and she was burned to death. She didn't know how despair Xu Zhaosu experienced and how difficult it was afterwards. How did she survive this whole year?

Later, she was blind and disabled, psychologically distorted, and she was really inappropriate.

Thinking of this, unspeakable guilt came to her heart. She put down Jinpa and directly put Xu Zhaosu's frozen two slender and white leg bones into her arms and held them. The leg bones touched her shoulder blades, making her almost think she was in her arms. Hugged two pieces of ice.

"Is your Majesty warmer?"

Xu Zhaosu's whole person was dumbfounded. The blood that was almost frozen at this moment suddenly boiled, like someone suddenly pulled her from the ice sheet into a fire, and she felt that the one in her cavity had cooled down. The heart that couldn't warm up seemed to be tumbling in the molten metal, and the sense of confusion in the two heavens made her tremble uncontrollably, her arms stubbornly propped on the side of the couch, and her eyes were dizzy.

She tried to wake herself up, her fingers trembled to look for the direction of the person next to her, trying to hold something to prove that it was not an illusion, but she was lying on the edge of the couch and almost fell to the bed as soon as she crooked.

"Your Majesty beware." Shi Qingyue caught Xu Zhaosu's falling half of his body dangerously and dangerously. She wore a cloak indiscriminately on her body, which opened to reveal a dazzling white, icy muscle, jade bone, and beautiful lines. Well, Shi Qingyue subconsciously wanted to tilt his head and be stifled by someone's wrist.

The breath is her, the familiar cold plum blossoms, but how can it be, how can it—

Shi Qingyue has always been extremely deserted. Don't get close to strangers. She didn't let her come near when she was pleased, let alone hug her. Now she actually washes her legs and feet with her hands. How could she condescend to this point—

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the hall. At the moment when the door of the hall was pushed open, Shi Qingyue subconsciously pulled Xu Zhaosu into his arms, covering it tightly, and then looked outside the hall coldly. go.

Under the sun, the medicine boy at the door was holding a bowl of medicine that fell to pieces, staring at the sight of the palace in astonishment.

The female monarch’s scarlet dress was messy scattered on the ground, her long hair fell on her shoulders, her disheveled nest was in the arms of a white-robed national teacher, and her leg bones lay behind the waist of the national teacher. At this moment, she should be dealing with political affairs in Mingze Hall. The national teacher was looking at him coldly.

His eyes were like swords and swords, and he was clearly displeased by being disturbed by good things.

He had to lower his head in that sharp eyes, water stains splashed on the ground, light and shadow floating, and the messy skirt was also the female monarch's inner skirt sent a few days ago.

Yaotong's knees softened and he knelt down, and his hand bones on the ground couldn't stop shaking.

Xu Zhaosu came to the throne at the age of thirteen, and has been steadfast and dignified in the years. In addition to not having any troubles with her, he has always been proud of her personality, but he is obedient to her.