Faced with the love that accidentally fell from the secret compartment at the bottom of the bed... It makes sense that it would be a very interesting little gadget to use.

Both of them were stunned at first.

For a moment, I forgot the awkwardness of facing each other.

Dugu Chanyi looked at the jade product beside her leg, and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

Zhao Rong on the side had already opened his eyes and slowly raised his head.

He stared at the pretty widow who was as beautiful as a fairy and took a deep breath.

“This…you…”

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered the empty scene of this huge palace, and the strange words Dugu Chanyi had just said, such as "finish it early" and "help me wipe it".

He suddenly understood.

Good boy, I didn't expect that you...

The young scholar's eyes gradually became strange, and he looked up and down at the beautiful woman who was sitting on the ground in a daze.

"!!!"

Dugu Chanyi saw his eyes and suddenly woke up. She quickly kicked away the "jade husband" on the ground, as well as those messy strange things that made her feel more and more dizzy and hot the more she looked at them.

The roots of her ears on her swan-like neck turned red in an instant, and then the rouge-like blush quickly spread and occupied her entire pretty face.

Like a red rose blooming after the rain.

This series of changes between the two of them happened in a flash.

Facing the young Confucian scholar who fell from the sky in front of her, the absolutely beautiful widow tilted her head back, stared at him with her beautiful eyes wide open, and opened her mouth, unable to speak for a moment due to shock and shame.

She took a few deep breaths and said in shame and anger, "This... this... is not... it's not for me to use!"

The woman spoke anxiously and punched the floor with her pink fist.

For a moment, I forgot to take a closer look at Zhao Rong's sudden appearance.

“…”

Zhao Rong did not reply, but looked around at the empty bathing pool.

This is an extremely deserted palace.

He looked at the lonely widow lying on the ground.

He quickly glanced at the crooked little things on the floor and the dark hole at the bottom of the bed next to him.

In addition to jade products of various sizes, small balls with irregular bumps and uneven surfaces of unknown materials, and old, dusty candles.

There seems to be a lot of other interesting things in here.

"Ahem..."

He coughed and nodded, looking at her with a look of great understanding and respect:

"My lady, it's human nature...I actually understand."

Palace locks spring, it is the age for flowers to bloom again, becoming a widow at an early age, sometimes feeling lonely and cold, it is unbearable, it is normal.

Dugu Chanyi: “???”

The young scholar couldn't help but glance at the noble widow lying on the ground, whose beauty he finally got to see, as well as the erotic toys on the ground beside her.

The two of them were still one standing and one sitting.

Just like the previous formal meetings in public.

However, their positions are indeed reversed.

He was looking down at her from a high position, with a sense of counterattack.

A certain feeling that makes the man extremely comfortable and addictive quietly grows.

The next second, like a domino effect, the originally calm lake of the heart was suddenly filled with waves, and a storm was about to come.

At this moment, Zhao Rong suddenly took a deep breath and then looked away.

In his dark eyes, the blood streaks slowly faded away...

"What kind of human nature is this! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Dugu Chanyi looked slightly angry.

Although she was sitting on the ground with her hands on the ground, she held her head high, her face flushed, staring at Zhao Rong, and said loudly:

"None of these bad guys belong to me! Don't try to tarnish my innocence!"

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at her.

The woman's eyes were red, and her clear eyes like glass were sparkling, but she just stared at him angrily without blinking.

So as not to let the tears fall in front of these men.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, a little confused:

"Uh, it's really not yours?"

"Of course not! Why would I use such a dirty thing?"

"I saw you lying there quite comfortably before, and it seems like you lie there often... There's something hidden in there, how could you not know?"

"You said it was hidden, how did I know? This couch is an old item in the palace. It was there when I entered the palace. This palace was also the bedroom of the empress dowager of the previous dynasty..."

She choked and bit her lips with silver teeth and said, "Mr. Zhao... Zhao Ziyu, I'll say it again, this is not mine, don't try to tarnish my innocence!"

Zhao Rong did not comment, but turned around and took a closer look at the hole under the beauty bed.

This should have been a secret compartment before, but from his perspective, the things inside were quite complete, including spiked whips, thick hemp ropes, and even some small glass bottles containing drugs...

The young scholar couldn't help showing some curiosity on his face.

Dugu Chanyi turned her head, looked in his direction, and said anxiously, "You're still looking!"

Zhao Rong looked away and muttered, "You have a wide range of hobbies..."

"you!!!"

She widened her eyes, furious, and picked up two small round objects on the ground next to her and threw them over.

Zhao Rong turned his head to avoid the bullet that was about to hit him on the head, and caught the other one with his quick eyes and hands.

He looked down at the irregular round pill the size of a ping-pong ball in his hand and muttered curiously, "Um, is this called... Burmese bell?"

Dugu Chanyi stepped back a distance and gritted her teeth, "You, you, stop talking! How would I know what this dirty stuff is! And... I don't want to know at all!"

Zhao Rong glanced at the beautiful widow. Her pretty blushing face was filled with a look of chastity and holiness. She looked at him and the Burmese bell in his hand with disgust and aversion.

The young scholar twitched his lips.

Well, if you both understand each other tacitly and pretend nothing happened, then it's fine.

But it's meaningless to keep quibbling and making a scene, as if it's all my fault, I shouldn't have had eyes, I shouldn't have said a word to you when I saw this, as if I was afraid of being defiled...

Zhao Rong thought about it, then turned around and said seriously:

"I have a few doubts, and I hope Your Majesty can clear them up."

Dugu Chanyi asked unhappily, "What's the doubt?"

He smiled, "Your Majesty is worth a fortune, and her food, drink, shelter and transportation are all taken care of by the palace servants, who serve her closely. This old beauty couch should have been inspected by the maidens in the palace. After all, it is where Your Majesty often lies. How could they have missed this secret compartment after the inspection?"

Dugu Chanyi was speechless.

Zhao Rong continued to blink and said, "Also, the location of this beauty couch... is quite convenient."

He turned to look at the misty bathtub, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

Well, you still say it’s not yours?

“You…you…”

As if she had never met a man like Zhao Rong who discussed this matter with her seriously, Dugu Chanyi was speechless for a moment, her chest heaving violently, and she pointed a slender index finger at him with an incredible look on her face:

"You are talking nonsense... How can you be so shameless as a Confucian scholar!"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows. "I didn't say anything nonsense. Before you call me shameless, please don't change the subject. Answer my question directly."

"How would I know! How would I know that they...they would miss this? These servants are useless trash, they can't even do a small thing!"

Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed, "Actually, I think they are quite considerate and thoughtful to have missed this secret compartment."

The beautiful widow on the ground was stunned and frowned: "What do you mean, you, you mean..."

Zhao Rong nodded, with a little sigh in his tone: "That's right, Madam, you'd better not blame them. After all, being a subordinate is sometimes very hard, and sometimes you have to guess the boss's intentions."

Dugu Chanyi, who was lonely in the deep palace, raised her delicate chin in indignation, "What are you guessing about my thoughts! I've already said that this is not my thing, why are they guessing my thoughts? And they think it's considerate? I'm going to settle the score with them now... Get out of the way."

As he spoke, Dugu Chanyi suddenly stood up.

At this moment, her three thousand black hair were scattered like a waterfall, and her snow-white gauze dress was a little messy. She took a deep breath.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him a few more times.

I couldn't help but think quietly in my heart: "Is this the most beautiful girl in Dali, the best singer and dancer? She is really beautiful."

He moved his gaze downwards, wanting to take a look at her slender waist which was said to be the slimmest waist in Dali, but he immediately retracted his gaze and also took a deep breath.

Dugu Chanyi turned sideways to Zhao Rong, as if not looking at him.

She angrily kicked away the strange things under her feet, folded her arms and shrank back, then looked around at the empty Youyuan bathing pool, as if looking for something.

But in the next second, this stunning woman lowered her eyes slightly, without looking at him any longer, she walked around Zhao Rong and wanted to leave quickly.

Zhao Rong took a step forward.

Blocked the way of Empress Dowager Dali.

Dugu Chanyi raised his head sharply, took a step forward, glared at him with full force, and ordered:

"I told you to get out of the way! Don't block my way!"

Zhao Rong didn't look at the domineering and majestic look on her face that belonged to a superior.

He lowered his eyes to look at the fingers of the woman in front of him who were hugging her arms, which were trembling slightly.

Oh, that's right, she's a woman who knows how to act, but she looks strong but is actually weak...

Zhao Rong twitched his lips slightly, shook his head, and said to her in a serious tone:

"Then answer my question first. Let's make things clear first, and then we can leave. Well, you said I would tarnish your innocence. Haha, I'm afraid you would tarnish my innocence and go out and spread rumors everywhere, ruining my reputation."

Seeing that the tricks that had never failed to work on this man, Dugu Chanyi narrowed her eyes slowly, looked at him, and said in a serious tone: "I'm telling you... to get out of the way."

Zhao Rong smiled and tossed the Burmese bell in his hand.

The force with which she threw the object just now had confirmed that the woman in front of him was the most noble woman in Dali. Although she had many Jindan realm cultivators under her command and enormous power, she herself did not have any spiritual cultivation.

"Yes, that's right. Dugu is the Queen Mother of Dali and is in charge of government from behind the scenes. She is involved in the dynasty's dragon energy. Like the emperors of mortal dynasties, she cannot practice spiritual energy..."

Zhao Rong did not use the "force of subjugation".

He shook his head, took a step forward, and continued to reason: "No, let's sort out some things first."

Faced with this man who did not play by the rules, Dugu Chanyi subconsciously took a step back and looked at him with a somewhat incredible expression.

"you……"

"What do you mean, mine?"

"You are shameless!"

"Why are you just like someone else, repeating the same words over and over again? Okay, you can start scolding later. Let me ask you, what did you just..."

"You are shameless!"

“…”

The pavilion was quiet for a moment.

"Okay, I'll show you how shameless this is."

“You have no…” Dugu Chanyi: “…???”

The next second, a young scholar in the pavilion took a decisive step forward...

A beautiful woman: "!!!"

…

In Guanghan Palace, everything is silent.

Next to a private open-air bath.

About half an incense stick later.

The pavilion finally became quiet.

Only the intermittent sobbing of a woman could be heard from under the quilt on the beauty bed.

"Wuwuwu... bastard... shameless... This dirty thing is not mine, I don't want to touch it... Wuwuwu, shameless scholar..."

Dugu Chanyi buried her delicate body in the quilt with shame and grievance, wrapping herself tightly to avoid the sight of a certain young Confucian scholar.

Zhao Rong stood beside the beauty bed with his sleeves rolled up, looking at the bulging bedding.

He nodded and praised:

"Well done... your movements are quite neat. Wouldn't it be better if you were more obedient earlier? Why did you insist on me suppressing you?"

The pressure that Zhao Rong was talking about was certainly not pressure on the physical level.

Well, he just took a step forward and forced her to clean up the overturned beauty bed in the pavilion and the things on the ground.

Let this beautiful widow put back what should be put back, restore it to its original state, and arrange it neatly again.

"Hey, there's another one on the ground. Pick it up quickly."

Zhao Rong spoke in a serious tone, glancing at the jade products on the ground not far away.

Dugu Chanyi reluctantly picked up all the other small things on the ground except it, but she was very stubborn and refused to reach out to pick up this jade product.

"This is not me. How can you slander my innocence out of thin air? I have misjudged you before. You are... just a shameless villain! Wuwuwu."

Zhao Rong listened to the woman's soft and pleasant voice of grievance and nodded:

"Yeah, me too. I misjudged the Queen before. And the Queen's crying this time was more real than when she was in the late emperor's mourning hall. The loud crying before was a bit fake."

"You are fake! You are shameless..."

Zhao Rong sighed, "You called me Mr. Zhao a few days ago, but now you call me a shameless villain. Okay, whatever you say is what it is."

He glanced at the ground around him, "Okay, let's assume you've cleaned up. We can have a good chat now. The mess before was annoying. Also, don't cry. These are your things. If they fall all over the floor, I can't pick them up for you, can I? What's wrong with asking you to clean up by yourself..."

Zhao Rong shook his head speechlessly.

"Don't cover yourself with the quilt anymore. It makes you sound like I'm bullying you. You are the Queen Mother of Dali. How dare I bully you? I'm just curious about something. I'll leave after we finish talking."

"Who wants to chat with you!" Dugu Chanyi retorted, and she called out urgently: "Someone come, come quickly, protect the emperor!"

Zhao Rong curled his lips, rolled up his sleeves, waited quietly for a while, and looked around.

After waiting for a while, someone came.

The young scholar shook his head slightly and said kindly, "It seems you have dismissed them all."

Dugu Chanyi choked on his words.

Zhao Rong smiled and suddenly asked, "The Queen is calling him?"

As he finished speaking, the smile on his face disappeared.

Dugu Chanyi: “…”