"You're quite daring, young lady. Aren't you afraid of falling and dying?"
A magnetic voice came from below, and Dou Shiliu lowered his eyes slightly to look at the young man below.
Her imperial concubine attire was indeed inconvenient; it made her easily recognizable wherever she went, constantly highlighting that she was about to become the emperor's woman.
The young man below looked at Dou Shiliu on the roof with a puzzled expression. Why was this young lady not flustered at all?
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
His voice carried a hint of anger at being ignored. After all, he was a master, while the women selected for the imperial concubine selection were not of high status. Those who were not chosen were destined to become palace maids and only be able to leave the palace to marry when they grew old and faded.
She hasn't even become an empress yet.
Dou Shiliu glanced lightly at the boy below, his figure becoming increasingly translucent.
She doesn't want to talk to people; she'd rather scare them away.
Just as Dou Shiliu had predicted, the little brat was so scared that he wet himself, and she couldn't help but smile.
The boy was still muttering, "Ghost...ghost...there's a ghost..."
Dou Shiliu was up there chuckling to himself; he was clearly a child who had successfully pulled off a prank.
Bai Tuan: "..."
On the day of the emperor's appointed time, after the system notified Dou Shiliu of the location of the cannon fodder, it was unmistakably the man on the dragon throne whose imperial majesty could not be concealed.
Dou Shiliu rubbed his nose. "System, I haven't learned anything. Do you think the cannon fodder leader will let me stay?"
White Cube: "Definitely, definitely will be attracted by the host's appearance."
Dou Shiliu nodded, then looked at the singing and dancing in front of him. The man on the dragon throne never raised his eyelids, but just held a cup of wine in his slender hand.
The moment Dou Shiliu went up, the young man standing to the side almost cried out, "This female ghost!"
But when he looked at the flickering shadow of the candlelight, he was surprised. This woman was a person, but he had actually watched her disappear into the eaves that day without any effect.
The young man looked at Dou Shiliu in the center of the dance floor with a strange expression, somewhat looking forward to her next performance, which had been dull and uninteresting so far.
Dou Shiliu stood in the center, her eyes fixed directly on Di Anyan. She pursed her lips and her fingers moved slightly in the air, emitting a faint light that was dazzling in the night.
That was the fluorescent agent that Dou Shiliu had the system give her; it was all over her fingers, dancing like elves in the night.
A pleasant floral fragrance wafted to his nose. Di An Yan, who had been looking down, slightly raised his eyes, a flash of stern killing intent crossing them, making them appear sharp and dangerous.
Di Anyan's eyes fell on Dou Shiliu, and he straightened up, his throat slightly moving as he pointed a finger: "Stay."
With just that one easy sentence, Dou Shiliu was kept on. After the banquet, palace maids and eunuchs came to help Dou Shiliu bathe and dress.
The palace maid wanted to apply a sachet to her, but the woman naturally had a lot of fragrance, which was clear and pleasant, so she decided not to.
After she was dressed in a see-through, barely-there dress, the eunuchs carried Dou Shiliu into the bedroom.
Dou Shiliu's lips twitched as he looked at the meager amount of fabric. "It's so little, it's better not to wear anything at all."
Dou Shiliu was washed clean and thrown onto the bed, waiting obediently for Di An Yan's arrival. However, for some reason, Dou Shiliu started to sway precariously.
"System, I'm so sleepy."
"Host, perseverance is victory."
"I can't take it anymore, I need to sleep."
"Host!" Seeing Dou Shiliu swaying and crawling down, Bai Tuan hurriedly called out, "Host, you'll be punished for sleeping here!"
The King of War didn't come, but the one who warms the bed has already gone to sleep. What a grand occasion!
"But I'm so sleepy, what time is it now?"
Dou Shiliu rubbed his eyes, barely managing to cheer himself up after hearing the system's words.
"Modern 1:30"
This is simply impossible. Dou Shiliu is naturally a heavy sleeper, and staying up so long today is already her limit.
So I simply turned over, covered myself with the blanket, and started to sleep soundly.
After an unknown amount of time, Dou Shiliu felt a cool sensation on her neck, but she smacked her lips, mumbled something, and then turned over to continue sleeping.
Di An Yan lowered his eyes, looking at the little thing on the bed who wasn't waiting for him to return. He was about to get angry and was about to draw his sword, but Dou Shiliu said something that made him pause slightly.
"Sweetie...go to sleep."
The doting tone made Di An Yan pause slightly. The air was filled with a sweet fragrance. Di An Yan looked at Dou Shiliu, who was sleeping soundly, and pursed his thin lips.
Shedding her tattered clothes, she reached out and her small, warm body rolled into Di An Yan's arms, so soft that Di An Yan squinted his eyes in comfort.
A woman's fragrance shouldn't be taken to extremes, but it's okay to relax occasionally.
Di An Yan originally wanted to break Dou Shiliu, but she was a restless sleeper, so he couldn't make a move. He thought he would have a sleepless night like before.
But smelling the fragrance of flowers, Di'an Yan surprisingly felt drowsy and spent the whole night embracing.
When Dou Shiliu got up, Di An Yan was no longer there. She straightened her clothes, but there was no change, which explained why nothing had happened yesterday. She had naturally returned to her small town. She had been favored by the emperor, but had not received any reward.
The jealous ladies-in-waiting secretly mocked Dou Shiliu, but Dou Shiliu didn't care. Anyway, Emperor An Yan hadn't touched her, so naturally there wouldn't be any rewards for her.
Another month passed, and Dou Shiliu was once again invited to serve the emperor. He was washed clean and made into a flower-like shape before being presented to Emperor Yan.
This time he wasn't too late, but he was still wearing his dragon robe, clearly indicating that he had just finished reviewing state affairs.
Dou Shiliu's eyes flickered as he stared straight at Di An Yan, his eyes showing no fear or apprehension.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
Dou Shiliu nodded.
Di An Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, a lazy expression in his dark eyes: "Aren't you going to come and help me undress?"
Dou Shiliu quickly helped the cannon fodder da dress up, but her clothes were a bit embarrassing. Oh well, she didn't care. They'd seen everything before, so what was there to be shy about?
Dou Shiliu simply and roughly took off Di An Yan's clothes and was suddenly pulled into Dou Di An Yan Lou Ru's arms.
Dou Shiliu blinked, "Your Majesty?"
Di An Yan directly carried Dou Shiliu into the bed, and he lay down next to her, very close. Dou Shiliu could feel their breaths coming from so close together.
Suddenly, Dou Shiliu clearly saw the dark circles under Di An Yan's eyes. Feeling sorry for him, she wanted to reach out and touch them, but Di An Yan said, "Don't move, just go to sleep."
Dou Shiliu didn't dare to move around. Di An Yan hadn't had a proper rest in a month and was exhausted. Now that he was finally sleepy, he naturally wanted to cuddle up and have a good sleep.
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