Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

The sun is getting stronger.

Beitangshu went to court. After he left, the news that Qi Yan would sleep with him tonight was released.

Immediately, several palace maids rushed in, each carrying a tray with items such as sesame oil and jewelry placed on the tray.

At the same time, two old imperial doctors who were over sixty years old hurried over with medicine boxes to treat Qi Yan's wounds.

Even though the old imperial doctor was old, there were differences between men and women, so he left the matter of undressing to the palace ladies.

Qi Yan glanced around, and one of them looked familiar. She was the little maid who was keeping watch outside the palace in the early morning.

The little maid held the plate and lowered her head, only the bun of hair on her head could be seen.

Qi Yan liked her and called her over, "What's your name?"

The little maid stuttered and said: "Back to my girl, my name is A-Yuan."

"Ayuan..." Qi Yanqing repeated, "Come and help me take off my clothes, please."

Ayuan said quickly: "Girl, you're welcome."

Ah Yuan waited for Qi Yan to take off her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin that was riddled with holes from broken porcelain pieces, and every wound was soaked in blood.

The back was like a deep winter snow that had been splashed with hot water droplets. The melted snow sunk in one piece after another.

The old imperial doctor immediately treated Qi Yan, gently pinched out all the broken porcelain pieces, and applied good gold sore medicine to the wound.

From beginning to end, Qi Yan didn't say a word and swallowed all the pain.

It took two hours to treat the wounds on his body.

Next, you have to prepare for bed, bathe and change clothes, make up and incense.

However, since she had just applied medicine on her body and it was not convenient for her to take a bath, the rest of the palace staff began to clean the entire bedroom. In addition to wiping the tables and chairs, they also had to put on new bedding.

Qi Yan went to the side hall to have breakfast, leaving A Yuan by her side to serve her.

Breakfast is delicious fish soup, porridge and side dishes.

Ayuan next to me suddenly said: "Girl, if you want to eat anything else, I'll tell the kitchen to cook it."

"No need." Qi Yan raised her head and glanced at Ayuan, always feeling that there was something in this little girl's words, "What do you want to say?"

Ah Yuan's eyes flashed and he shook his head like a rattle, "Nothing..."

In order to prevent Qi Yan from seeing anything unusual, she even lowered her head.

There must be something going on here.

Qi Yan said patiently: "Just say what you want to say."

Ayuan still lowered his head, "It's nothing."

Seeing that Ayuan refused to say anything and Qi Yan refused to force her, she turned to ask the system: Is there any hidden secret here?

D77: [Perhaps Ah Yuan means to let you eat something good. 】

Qi Yan:?

Seeing her confusion, D77 explained.

It turns out that the so-called sleeping in bed is not what Qi Yan imagined.

There are many concubines in the Jin Dynasty Palace, all beauties sent by other countries.

Beitangshu has been campaigning against various countries all year round. As his territory expands, the surrounding small countries are naturally frightened.

In order to seek a chance of survival, or to prevent the Jin Dynasty from killing them, these small congresses paid tribute. In addition to precious jade articles, they also had all kinds of rare beauties.

These beauties were all taken into the harem by Beitang Shu and became his playthings.

That kind of real, bloody plaything.

Every time a concubine sleeps with a concubine, she is actually tortured. Those women with good looks and bones will naturally have good bones. Beitangshu will order people to dig out the flesh on the woman's face piece by piece until a skull is left in the end.

No one knows what the shape of the beauty's skull is under the skin. If he thinks it looks good, he will ask a craftsman to make the skull into a small jade seal for collection. If he thinks it is ugly, he will just ask people to throw it away.

What Beitang Shu enjoys is this feeling of opening a blind box.

The more Qi Yan listened, the more frightened she became. She never expected that Beitang Shu's methods could be so cruel.

No wonder Ah Yuan said what he said, saying that sleeping with love is equal to death, so he could eat whatever he wanted before dying.

Qi Yan felt complicated for a moment.

She now dares to conclude that Beitang Shu will not kill her, so what kind of punishment will be included in her sleeping order?

Might as well...might as well go to bed.

No, what if he suddenly goes crazy and wants to gouge her face?

Qi Yan's whole body felt bad.

You have to think of a countermeasure.

Under Qi Yan's worry, the sky gradually darkened.

The glow was swallowed up by the black clouds, and the sky turned into a dark color.

Qi Yan took a bath under the attention of other palace attendants. After bathing, they carefully applied essential oil massage on her body to relieve her tension.

But Qi Yan always felt that this feeling was like the way she used cooking wine to marinate pork when cooking.

Every maid serving her had expressions of regret and pity on their faces, but they remained silent and didn't say a word.

"Girl, these are the clothes you need to wear when sleeping. Your Majesty has specially ordered that you only wear this."

The clothes are pure white gauze, thin and transparent, without any embroidery. After putting them on, you can vaguely see the skin underneath.

The neckline and loose cuffs are made of particularly dense stitching, but what’s the use of being thick in these two places?

Just this thin layer of gauze, what’s the difference between wearing nothing?

"Only one floor?" she asked uncertainly.

The palace maid nodded, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Yes."

Qi Yan couldn't hold it in for a breath, so she cursed eight hundred perverts in her heart.

When she put on the tulle dress, she felt an indescribable sense of shame. All her private parts were covered up but not completely covered up. She looked like she was trying to seduce her even though she wanted to talk.

There was pleasant incense burning in the bedroom, with the cool smell of orange blossom.

Qi Yan huddled on the bed, the huge bedroom was empty, she was like a snow lotus waiting to be picked.

She kept doing psychological construction for herself, repeatedly reminding herself to be calm. As long as she pretended to be the most suitable emotion, she would have room to survive.

Kowtows sounded outside the door.

Beitang Shu pushed open the door and entered.

The cold air outside the hall blew in instantly, and as the boots stepped in, a few crystal snowflakes were rolled in.