Not long after entering Shangyang Palace, she began to itch, and rashes appeared on her hands.
[Zhizhi, you have it on your face too. It seems that palace maid did it on purpose; she doesn't want you to serve her in bed. What should we do?]
Will these rashes on my body get better?
This is only temporary; it will be fine tomorrow.
Nan Zhi nodded: "How many points do I have now?"
【110.】
"It's still early; there's no point in serving him now."
You need 500 points to obtain a fertile constitution.
Now they're just letting Xiao Lanchuan take advantage of them for nothing.
Since the other party really didn't want her to serve him in bed, she would do as he wished.
When Xiao Lanchuan returned, it was already late.
As soon as he entered, he saw Nanzhi sitting properly on the tatami mat.
Nan Zhi wore a purple gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, her figure faintly visible, exuding an alluring charm that stirred the heart.
If it weren't for that unsightly rash on her face.
Xiao Lanchuan stood at her feet and watched her silently for a while.
Nanzhi lowered her head, her voice somewhat timid: "This servant...this servant doesn't know what happened."
Her eyes were filled with tears, as if they were about to fall at any moment, making her look pitiful.
If he were a normal man, he might be disgusted and kick her out, or he might try to find out why.
But Xiao Lanchuan is not a normal man.
Instead of chasing her away, Xiao Lanchuan reached out and pinched her chin, lifting it slightly upwards.
He then muttered to himself, "It seems like something's missing."
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her to the desk.
"sit down."
Nanzhi obediently did as she was told.
Xiao Lanchuan picked up a calligraphy brush, dipped it in pink paint, and then raised his hand to apply it to her face.
He painted so intently that Nanzhi dared not move.
A short while later, Nanzhi saw her reflection in the bronze mirror.
The original red dots have turned into blooming plum blossoms.
Is it pretty?
Nan Zhi: "...Beautiful."
It really is quite beautiful.
He's a good painter.
Xiao Lanchuan appreciated her answer. His gaze moved down from her face, his eyes deepening: "It seems like you have some on you too."
Amid her bewildered gaze, he spoke softly, "Take off your clothes."
Nanzhi looked at him in disbelief.
Do I need to draw more?
A blush crept onto her face. "Your Majesty, this servant..."
Are you rejecting me?
Meeting Xiao Lanchuan's sinister gaze, Nan Zhi pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear slid down her cheek.
Xiao Lanchuan's gaze froze: "Why are you crying?"
Nanzhi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the more she wiped, the more tears flowed.
"Your Majesty, I am so ugly, I don't want Your Majesty to see me..."
She choked up, her tears flowing freely and genuinely.
“When you love someone, you don’t want them to see your ugly side. I was already upset when the Emperor saw the rash on my face. If he saw it on my body too, how could I live like this…”
Xiao Lanchuan was stunned by her crying.
She loved him so much that she felt inferior, cowardly, and contemplated suicide?
"Alright, I won't draw it then." His tone was stern. "You're not allowed to cry anymore. If you cry again... if you cry again, I'll throw you out to feed the dogs."
As soon as he finished speaking, Nanzhi stopped crying.
She clutched the hem of his shirt, looking at him cautiously.
"I'm not crying anymore, please don't throw me to feed the dogs, okay?"
Her voice was soft, and there were tears welling up in her eyes.
How can they be so obedient?
Xiao Lanchuan felt strange and turned away from her, saying, "Hurry up and wash your face. It's covered in paint and looks awful."
Upon hearing this, the girl, who had stopped crying, began to sob again.
Is it really that ugly?
Xiao Lanchuan couldn't understand why anyone would cry so much.
He used to find those who shed tears in front of him annoying and had long since killed them.
But at this moment, he surprisingly tried to coax her.
It must be because she admires him so much that he doesn't want to damage her confidence.
"Not ugly, it's good-looking."
Nan Zhi finally smiled. She wiped her face clean with a handkerchief and gazed at him earnestly: "Your Majesty is also very handsome."
The change from "Your Majesty" to "Your Majesty" carries an inexplicably warm tone.
Xiao Lanchuan turned around and saw her eyes full of tenderness, as if they reflected his image.
His heart skipped a beat.
Since his rebirth, he has been unable to change anything, and the toxins in his body have been fully activated, making him increasingly irritable and prone to anger.
But at this moment, looking at her, the restlessness in his heart seemed to calm down all at once, leaving only an indescribable emotion.
[Ding, host's points increased by 50, current points: 160.]
[Ding! Detected 10% favorability rating for your target. Keep up the good work, host!]
Nanzhi looked at the sudden surge in points and favorability, then glanced at the stiff back of that person.
Tsk, this little pervert really likes her praise.
Xiao Lanchuan did not mention painting again.
Nanzhi thought he wouldn't let her serve him in bed tonight, but to her surprise, he stood there and asked her to undress him.
Nanzhi obediently did as she was told.
When she undressed him, she touched him intentionally or unintentionally, and she could clearly feel the stiffness in his body.
My points are accumulating rapidly.
In just a few breaths, it gained another 50 points.
Nanzhi raised an eyebrow, deliberately pretending to twist her ankle, and fell to the side.
Sure enough, the other person reached out and pulled her into their arms.
He lifted her up in his arms, and Nanzhi pressed against his chest. Through the thin layer of her undergarment, she could vaguely see his muscular physique.
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