Xiliang Xian, who has filmed a palace drama and knows clearly what it means to turn a brand: "..."

Her smile was stiff, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. She smiled awkwardly, trying to relieve the embarrassment, "Hehe, you're joking..."

Before he could even say the word "bar", he saw Di Jinglan glance at her phoenix eyes, "I never joke."

He made it clear, and he said word by word,

"The imperial concubine will sleep tonight."

Xiliangxian is bolt from the blue: "..."

——Your Majesty, don’t!

She shouted in her heart.

I feel like a beautiful little newbie in a modern crew who wants to be implicit rules of the director who wants to be the unspoken rules of the actors.

There were ten thousand rejections in my heart, but I didn’t have the courage to say “no” in person.

The other actors in the crew - Xu Jin, Yueying, Feixing and others, all turned a blind eye to the "tragic" encounter where the director's claws stretched towards her.

They even felt that it was her honor to be taken by the director.

Xiliangxian: I am so miserable!

When the emperor heard the imperial concubine stayed to bed tonight, the palace maids and eunuchs, including Yueying Feixing, retreated consciously.

Xiliangxian used his eyes to keep them: Don't leave, Yueying, Feixing, don't leave me alone...

Although Xiliangxian's eyes were filled with a trace of despair, it was like the world-famous painting "Scream", full of loneliness and hopelessness. However, Feixing, the silly white and sweet but silly fufu, was still happy for Xiliangxian. Before leaving, he compared the "Come on, come on, come on" posture towards Xiliangxian!

Xiliangxian was even more desperate.

In the hall, she and the Dog Emperor were the only ones left.

Seeing Di Jinglan's body move for a moment, Xiliangxian immediately raised his hands, wrapped his chest tightly, took a step back, and looked at Di Jinglan with a defensive look on his face.

Dog Emperor, what do you want to do to me?!

I won’t accept the unspoken rules when I beat you to death!

However, after comparing the physical gap between the two, Xiliangxian calculated in his heart that he would not be able to resist the dying struggle from the claws of the dog emperor...

She swallowed and asked with difficulty: "Master, aren't you telling the truth about sleeping?

Di Jinglan was free to enjoy the wonderful and changing expressions on the woman's face in a precautionary manner, and felt very interesting. Even the boredom and dullness of handling the government affairs for the day were wiped out.

He had no such intention at all, but Xiliangxian misunderstood.

But, holding some unknown thoughts, Di Jinglan curled his rosy lips and said carelessly: "You have no jokes."

Xiliangxian's eyes turned dark and blurted out, saying, "I... I have lost my memory. Master, you can't do this!"

After being excited, she even saved her hypocritical claim.

When you speak, you and me are full of you.

"What does it have to do with amnesia?" Di Jinglan said lightly.

"Of course it's relevant!"

Xiliang Xian seemed to have found a breakthrough, and as if he had grabbed the last straw, she racked her brains to make Di Jinglan give up the idea of ​​letting her serve her in bed.

"I, I am amnesia. Although I am nominally still the emperor's little wife... the imperial concubine! But emotionally, the emperor is just a somewhat familiar stranger to the aunt who has lost her memory, so..."

She has always been shameless, but when she said this, her white little face couldn't help but burn, and her cheeks were stained with a tiny blush. "So, I can't...not serve the emperor tonight!"
Chapter completed!