Liu Anan didn't know that she was drunk when she drank it, but she only knew that she was getting hot today, which made her dizzy. She slept intermittently and drank two sips of sweet water, but she still felt light and dizzy until now.

She wrapped herself in the quilt and couldn't struggle, and reacted slowly.

The tyrant is in her room. No, it is she in the tyrant's room. Where is she?

Leave it alone, she was lying on the ground, and she was thrown off the bed by the tyrant.

The little silkworm pupae in the quilt touched randomly.

Ah, she was taken off her clothes.

Liu Anan used her sleepy brain to think repeatedly, what was she doing?

Has she come to seduce the tyrant? Then is she going to sleep with the tyrant?

Isn’t it his concubine to sleep with him? Hasn’t the mission assigned by the righteous brother been completed halfway?

While drunk, Liu Anan thought of the most correct way with her pale mind. She stubbornly raised her head, wrapped in a quilt.

"I'm here to share the room with you!"

The soft girl is loud and loud.

There was a silence in the room.

In the dark night, Liu Anan was dizzy and heard a little soft sound.

It seemed to be a light but brief sneer, or it seemed to be a cold snoring.

She shrank into the quilt and pouted.

She, she is serious!

The adoptive father was so kind to her, and his last wish was that she could stand on the side of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion and protect this family together. She had already agreed to her righteous brother to be a concubine for this tyrant, and to blow the wind beside him, and to be a bad concubine and a demon concubine.

Then she couldn't. She kept serving tea and water by the tyrant, and stayed outside the door to be a little maid.

Liu Anan, who was so drunk that she forgot that she was too scared and did not dare to get involved in the tyrant at all. She clearly came into the tyrant's yard as a beauty serving the young master, but she lived like a maid.

Now, the little maid is not happy, and the little maid is about to rebel.

She is not, the little maid. She wants to sleep with the tyrant, be the concubine of the tyrant, blow the wind beside the tyrant, and save the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

Pillow wind, pillow wind...

The little cicada pupa struggled for a long time, and finally stretched out a thin white arm from the tightly rolled bedding, intending to untie her bedding.

The little drunk is quite serious and really plans to have a room with him.

Very ambitious.

Chu Yu looked at it for a moment. The little drunkard was flushed and he was fighting against the quilt with serious expression. He just casually curled up the quilt, which looked like a wall of iron, and the little girl could not tear it apart. She was so angry that she looked like a red-eyed eye and two golden beans were lost.

He stood up.

step.

The little drunk was wrapped in the quilt, her whole body was wrapped tightly. There was no smell of powder on her body, only a light layer of fruit wine.

Another step.

Sweet and timid.

Amazingly stupid.

bend over.

However, being able to live to this day by his side is also her own unique ability.

Chu Yu easily picked up a ball on the ground.

He held the overlapping part of the quilt with one hand and lifted the quilt and the little girl in the quilt in the air.

Not annoying.

He strode with the little girl who was breathing, walked through the floor covering, walked through the main hall, lifted a layer of bead curtain, and threw the little drunkard struggling in his hand onto the bed of the Xihun Pavilion.

However, it is limited to this.

He will not have any skin-friendship with any woman.

The little drunk was still struggling softly and weakly, and Chu Yu turned around.

"Don't, don't leave." Liu Anan squirmed like a little bug. He found that the person who was going to sleep was gone, so anxious that he bit his lip and wanted to cry.

He left, what should she do?

If she can't sleep with him, when will she become his concubine?

If she died before she was treated as his concubine, wouldn’t she be so real that she had given birth to thousands of miles away?

Humph, Liu Anan continued to cry and shouted in a low voice: "Don't leave, I haven't, I haven't lie on the same bed with you yet."

Chu Yu's steps paused slightly.

Her voice sounds nice with a crying tone.

I guess it sounds better to cry.

Chu Yu rubbed his fingertips and left with his sleeves.

Only two simple words are left.

"Don't lie down."

Liu Anan woke up.

The head hurts so much.

She turned over with difficulty, like a clumsy little turtle. Pula Pura took a long time to straighten herself out of the bed. Then, she hugged her head and whined, calling for the maid, but no one answered.

After slapping for a long time, Liu Anan sat up holding a quilt without her breath, with her eyes dull.

Huh?

She doesn't seem to be in her room.

The four pillars carved towards Yan Hua's bed, so strange. She had never seen the hanging green curtains on her face... No, wait, she seemed to have seen them. In the main room of the tyrant, she would occasionally sit in the West Warehouse.

Is this the Tyrant's West Warm Pavilion?

She slept with the tyrant all night?

Liu Anan held the quilt and thought. Oh, by the way, she still seems... not wearing clothes?

For a moment, her eyes widened and her mouth was extremely shocked.

Could it be that the tyrant last night...

Have you had a bed with her?!

Liu Anan was shocked.

She hugged the quilt and didn't dare to move, and her mind was full of what to do.

Isn’t it time to have a baby if I share a bed!

What to do? The tyrant hasn't brought her into the game yet.

Will the baby become an outdoor room?

Liu Anan covered her smooth belly under the quilt and frowned her little brows worriedly.

She is so miserable.

She got hot and was so sick that she got bed together and had a baby in her stomach. She hadn't done anything yet.

The more Liu Anan thought about it, the sadder he felt. Her belly was red when she held her eyes, and tears were about to fall.

You can't cry, can't she just be sent to the tyrant? Isn't she just here to bed with the tyrant?

The storyline said that the king's concubines all had to sleep in the same room with the king and then put a baby in their stomachs. From this perspective, she could have done something indirectly. If she cried, wouldn't she let the tyrant know that she was unhappy?

The tenacious Liu Anan sniffed and endured the tears.

She doesn't cry. When she sees the tyrant, she wants to laugh!

Liu Anan cheered himself up and showed a smile in practice.

The eyes were curved, the corners of the mouth were raised, and then the corners of the mouth gradually drooped, and the mouth was sagging, forming an upside-down curve.

Can't laugh.

She held the quilt in sorrow, sighing after sigh.

Very difficult.

It turns out that it is so difficult to live by the tyrant.

When she read the verbal book, she heard that all the civil and military officials were trembling when they came to court. At that time, she felt that the ministers had no demeanor at all. Now, when she thought about it, she had used all her courage to meet the tyrant every day.

Very difficult.

Liu An'an's eyebrows and eyes are all helpless and bleak in life.
To be continued...