After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 22 The Daily Life of the Poison Empress (22)

Chapter 22 The Daily Life of the Poison Empress (22)

Thinking of myself, looking at Ding Bao again, I knew in my heart that this woman looked glamorous on the surface, and she must have had an uneasy childhood.

He retracted his tentative chopsticks and ate a little more.

He is still not used to eating at the same table, but fortunately he is disguised as a woman, so it is normal to eat less.

In this way, Ding Bao ate most of the food on the table. In the end, she was obviously full, but she still couldn't help but stuffed the last few pastries in front of her.

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A few more days passed.

Cen Yao still has no intention of leaving.

Every morning, Ding Bao can see Cen Yao standing by the bed when he wakes up.

It's been five or six days, and he still has no intention of giving up.

According to the original plot, this man soon lost the patience to inquire.

After all, the court is chaotic now, and there are many things more important than Yuxi at present.

At this time, Ding Bao was also used to getting up early in the morning. After yawning, he pretended to be affectionate, grabbed Cen Yao's hand and called out "sister and sister".

The desensitization effect of this kind of constant contact is very good. Now it seems that Cen Yao has a little resistance and disgust towards her touch. Although he is still a little stiff and uncomfortable, it will take a long time, and Ding Bao is not in a hurry.

"Su Xiu, come and help me comb my hair."

There was a shabby low table next to the bed. Ding Bao placed a diamond-encrusted Western Region jewelry box on it, opened the box, and found a small foldable copper mirror inside.

The woman in the mirror just woke up, with sleepy eyes, red lips and pink cheeks, a hazy naive look in her eyes, her beautiful hair hanging down her head, and a wimpy hair on her head.

Standing behind him, Cen Yao picked up the woman's back full of long hair without saying a word, inserted his five fingers into it, smooth and cold, and penetrated into the bones.

It is quiet and peaceful here, there are few sounds in my ears, I can only vaguely hear the sound of birdsong from that high place, the sound of the wind is in my ears, and the curly black hair is floating, Cen Yao is holding a jade comb, quietly from above Next, comb Ding Bao inch by inch.

"Su Xiu, your skills are really getting better and better."

"My sister's long hair is beautiful."

Ding Bao smiled, reached out and took out a white jade hairpin from the jewelry box, turned around, and handed it to Su Xiu.

"This is a dowry gift my mother gave me. Give it to you."

Cen Yao looked at the elegant hairpin in the woman's hand, but didn't reach out.

"It turns out that it belongs to the eldest lady, and the slaves dare not."

"I told you to keep it and you just keep it. This thing was supposed to be a token handed down from generation to generation. It was passed down from generation to generation by my grandmother and mother, and it was finally handed down to me. I thought I could pass it on to my future In the hands of his children, it seems that this idea is fantastic. Since you are my younger sister, I will give you this hairpin."

As he said that, Ding Bao stuffed the hairpin into Cen Yao's hands, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

"If there is a chance, I will send you out."

Cen Yao lowered his eyes, looked at the jade hairpin in his palm, and sneered from the bottom of his heart when he heard Ding Bao say such words.

It is difficult to protect oneself, but she still wants to send others out. If she is not pretending, then the woman in front of her is really stupid.

"Sister, this imperial mausoleum is heavily guarded, so you and I can leave whenever we want."

Ding Bao smiled.

"I definitely have no hope of leaving here, but you are different. You are just a little maid, and no one will pay more attention to life or death."

As he spoke, Ding Bao took out a small medicine bottle from his bosom, put it in his palm and stroked it gently, with a serious expression, lowered his eyes and sighed.

(End of this chapter)

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