A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Si Zhe opened his mouth widely, yawned unscrupulously, and waved his hands vigorously, looking like a little commander: "Hey, Eunuch Xiaoyi, let's go quickly."

His eyes were half-closed, and his face was full of sleepiness. His sleepy eyes and slightly flushed cheeks seemed to tell her that she had a sleepless night. His black hair was a little messy, but it added a bit of cuteness.

When he got to the door, Xiao Yigong closed the door quietly, his face full of fatigue, his slightly wrinkled brows and dim eyes all showed his tiredness. He said respectfully: "Young master, you didn't sleep well? Look at you yawning all the time, did you have a beautiful dream last night and was disturbed by someone?"

Little Sizhe hurriedly clapped her small hands on her mouth, which was so big that it seemed like an apple could be stuffed in it, and yawned repeatedly, complaining angrily: "Oh, Grandpa Xiaoyi, please don't mention it. Did you sleep well last night? The floor was almost turned over. The sound was like thunder and drums, which made it impossible to sleep. How could people sleep well tonight?" As she spoke, she wrinkled her little nose. She looked lively and agile, like a cute little squirrel.

Eunuch Xiaoyi was also infected by her and yawned repeatedly. Tears welled up in his eyes. He shook his head helplessly and said with a bitter face: "Your Excellency is right, no one slept well yesterday. But my life is not as good as yours! If you are sleepy, you can go back and take a nap, but I can only stand here at the door, eagerly waiting for the emperor's instructions." He bent his body slightly, and his tone was both envy and helplessness. His humble posture and tired expression made people feel distressed.

After hearing this, Xiao Sizhe burst out laughing, her eyes sparkling, full of mischief and cunning. She tilted her head and said with a smile: "That is the honor of the father-in-law! Being able to serve at the emperor's door is something that many people would beg for. All right, remember to send someone to notify me when the emperor wakes up!" After that, she jumped onto the chicken bus as lightly as a happy little bird, and pushed the bus creakingly towards the outside of the palace. Xiao Sizhe sat on the bus and yawned from time to time. Her appearance was really annoying and funny. While looking at the surrounding scenery, she muttered something, as if she was planning to do something fun after waking up.

Xiao Sizhe stood there, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes, thinking to himself: I wanted to kill Emperor Yuxuan on the spot today. Emperor Yuxuan was good at martial arts but not good at writing. He could not understand many of the written internal skills. Especially in the third secret of immortality, he was stuck and could not get through.

At this moment, the air around the palace seemed to be frozen, and the tall palace walls stood silently, casting long shadows. The breeze blew gently, but it could not take away the boredom in Xiao Sizhe's heart. Xiao Sizhe was wearing a lavender dress, the texture of the dress was soft, and it had a slight luster in the sun. Her long hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, and a few strands of hair fluttered gently in the breeze. Her eyes were bright and deep, like bright stars, and her delicate facial features had an innate pride. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, like two crescent moons, revealing stubbornness and courage. The small nose was slightly raised, and the pink lips were tightly pursed, showing her inner determination.

Last night, Xiao Sizhe fought a fierce battle with the devil's national teacher, and the scene was earth-shattering. She had not slept all night, and she was called up not long after she lay down. At this moment, although he was full of energy and his bright eyes were still burning with stubborn flames, his body was in a state of extreme fatigue. She frowned slightly, with a trace of helplessness on her face. In the garden outside the palace, the flowers swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were also sighing for Xiao Sizhe's fatigue. Those delicate flowers were red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow, colorful and beautiful. However, Xiao Sizhe had no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery. His mind was all on how to deal with Emperor Yuxuan.

Xiao Sizhe originally planned to kill Yuxuandi when he reached the fifth skill, but who knew that his "stupidity" would allow him to prolong his life. He bit his lips lightly, shook his head slightly, and sighed in his heart: Well, let him live a few more hours, so that I can catch up on my good sleep. It's not too late to take action tonight!

Thinking of this, Xiao Sizhe turned around and walked out of the palace. Although her steps were a little heavy, she was still firm. On the palace road, the sun shone on the stone road, and a faint glow appeared. After leaving the palace, she saw Sikong Yan's big carriage waiting at the palace gate. She exchanged a glance with Shui Qinglian, and the two walked quickly towards the carriage. As soon as they got on the carriage, they fell asleep on both sides like deflated balls.

The carriage was warm and comfortable. The soft cushions seemed to be calling their tired bodies. Xiao Sizhe sighed softly and sat down on the soft cushions. The stubbornness in her eyes was gradually covered by fatigue. She squinted her eyes slightly and yawned long, her little mouth opened wide, as if she could swallow a small apple.

Then, he slowly turned sideways and found a comfortable position. Her cheek gently rested on the cushion, and the delicate skin touching the soft fabric brought a touch of warm comfort. Xiao Sizhe's eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if they were weighed a thousand pounds and could not be lifted up. His breathing gradually became steady, and the slightly rising and falling chest showed her fatigue and relaxation. After a while, Xiao Sizhe fell asleep.

In her dream, she seemed to have returned to the past, without fighting, without fatigue, only endless peace. Her father, the emperor, and her mother, the empress, gently called his name in the Chaofeng Palace. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, that smile was as beautiful as a spring flower. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, exuding a charming charm even in her sleep.

On the other side, Shui Qinglian's eyes revealed a trace of fatigue and kindness. Shui Qinglian curled up as soon as he got on the car. His hands tightly hugged himself, as if looking for a sense of security. His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. His breathing was soft and even, and there was a hint of blush on his handsome face, which looked very cute.

The carriage drove slowly on the road, making a slight bumpy sound. The trees on both sides of the road were lush and green, and the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows. The leaves were emerald green, swaying gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

Occasionally, a few birds flew by, leaving behind a series of crisp bird calls. However, this did not affect Xiao Sizhe and Shui Qinglian's sleep at all. They were immersed in their dreams, enjoying this rare tranquility and comfort to their heart's content.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, with only the sounds of their breathing and the movement of the carriage intertwined together, forming a peaceful and beautiful picture.