บท 624: The Empire and the beauty (39)_1

The person lying on the bed was an zixuan, who had already been washed clean. He was originally dressed up exquisitely and had even specially lit incense before sneakily coming to Fu min's bedroom to give her a surprise.

The result.

This time, the dagger was pressed against his neck.

An zixuan's soul was almost scared out of his body. He rolled and crawled out of bed, crying like. Pear Blossom bathed in rain, his voice choked with sobs. Your Majesty, it's the official's servant, it's me ...

Fu min stood in front of the bed with a pale face.

She strode over to the table and turned on the light. The dim yellow light instantly filled the room. Fu mo also saw the person kneeling by the bed. This face was obviously an zixuan's.

Hearing the cries, the Imperial Guards on night duty broke in.

They all held weapons in their hands.

The leader knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I'm late."