Halfway through Wei Lian, a palace maid came in with a tray.

Wei Lian looked up and the palace maid paused and a little bit of crimson appeared on her cheeks.

She bent her knees and lowered her head and said, "Young Master, this is the clothes that Your Majesty ordered me to send you. Please put them on as soon as possible."

The palace maid blushed and lowered her head, thinking to herself, Young Master Lian is really beautiful.

The young man's hair on the bed was loose, his white middle clothes were messy and open, and his collarbone was delicate and deep. The faint red marks on the next circle of Adam's apple looked even more attractive.

With a clear face and a unique temperament, a pair of gentle eyes as soft as water can't help but blush and heartbeat.

Your Majesty is also beautiful, but no one dares to look directly at Tianyan. This young master from Chu State, however, looked like a gentleman who was so gentle that he was so gentle.

The coldness in Wei Lian's eyes faded away in an instant and he said gently: "I'm working."

The palace maid hurriedly said, "It's my maid's job, so you don't have to be polite."

Wei Lian nodded and took the clothes on the tray.

The palace maid asked: "Young master, do you want a maid to serve me?"

Wei Lian shook his head, and the palace maid stood quietly aside.

The King of Qin did not treat him harshly in his clothes. He wore a plain robe and a white fox fur coat on the outside. It was thick and warm, but not bloated, which perfectly highlighted Wei Lian's tall figure.

After changing his clothes, Wei Lian sat in front of the bronze mirror and held a comb to comb his hair. Before he could reach the crown, he only used a jade hairpin behind his head to form a bun, and three thousand black hairs were hanging down to the back of his waist. The man was originally stunning, with white skin as white as snow, and then dressed up slightly, and he kept calling the palace maid waiting on the side to look stunned.

The young master is so beautiful... Zhucui couldn't help but sigh again.

Wei Lian's beauty is amazing at first glance, and then the more you look at it, the more charming it becomes.

Wei Lian smiled softly: "I am the attendant of the King of Qin, don't call me the prince. Let Your Majesty hear it, it will be bad for you."

Zhu Cui was shocked and realized that she couldn't help but speak softly what she wanted in her heart.

This is considered a rude. The young master not only did not blame her, but also reminded her to change her name so that she could not be punished by His Majesty.

The young master is really good too.

Zhu Cui didn't realize that her favor for Wei Lian increased greatly, and she sympathized with her situation even more. Such a humble gentleman with bright and bright moon wanted to be a male favor for His Majesty... It was so miserable!

Wei Lian saw the unbearableness on Zhucui's face, and his eyes were light.

It’s good if you can’t bear it. This palace maid should be a frequent attendant in the Palace of Yangxin and understand some of the situations of the King of Qin. She knows nothing about the King of Qin and must pry out some information from the palace people before she can decide what to do next.

Wei Lian was an outsider in the Qin Palace. If he asked rashly, the other party might not say much. He was poor and was all the things he brought from Chu were owned by Qin. He was short of money and could not use silver to make some money.

Only to attack the heart.

Now that a woman's heart is soft, she can find out what she wants to know.

"What's your name?" Wei Lian asked in a low voice.

Zhucui's ear roots are slightly hot: "Maid Zhucui."

It is true that she has no extra thoughts about Young Master Lian, but who doesn’t like to appreciate beauty? Who can refuse the beauty’s inquiry?

"You are the palace maid in the Yangxin Palace. Do you know Your Majesty?" Wei Lian asked again.

"This..." As soon as King Qin was involved, Zhu Cui's words were a little hesitant and inconvenient to disclose them.

They are slaves, so how dare they argue with their master? Especially His Majesty is a tyrant...

Seeing this, Wei Lian lowered his eyes and a faint sadness rose: "I am a man, and I have the ambition to be strong and the heart of serving the people, so I don't want to enter the Qin Palace..."

He forced a smile, "I have accepted my fate and no longer have any unreasonable thoughts. Now I just want to serve the king well in order to live a stable life. Wei Lian is a new arrival, but he doesn't know your Majesty's temperament, and he is afraid of angering Long Yan. I'm a little dead. If you let Your Majesty vent your anger, I will be in peace in the underworld."

Zhu Cui's heart trembled, and she felt that the person in front of her was really like a jade man in the street, and the young master was unparalleled in the world.

Such a person should not have fallen into such a situation, so how could she bear to watch people struggle?

Zhucui immediately told the plate he knew: "Young Master... Wei Shijun, my maid served in the Yangxin Hall for three years, and knew a little about Your Majesty's habits. Your Majesty was picky in the taste of it, and her favorite dish was crystal shrimp dumplings, and she didn't eat onions, ginger, garlic, or pepper... Your Majesty doesn't like purple, because the Queen Mother first likes to wear purple..."

Wei Lian listened and wrote down the taboos and preferences of the King of Qin one by one.

Finally, he bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss Zhucui, Wei Lian is grateful."

"It's just a matter of raising your hand. The Master of the Guards will break the maid." Zhu Cui hurriedly sideways to avoid this ceremony and has another blessing. "Your Majesty has already gone to court at this time, so he should go back to the palace. The maid leaves."

She thought for a while and said, "What do you need in the future? You can give me a message."

Wei Lian nodded and thanked.

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After Zhucui retreated, Wei Lian sat back on the bed slowly and applied the remaining ointment.

When the traces on his neck were gone, the figure of King Qin appeared at the palace gate.

Wei Lian put down the ointment and stood up to salute: "Your Majesty."

Ji Yue glanced at Guard's neck and responded without seeing any scars: "Keep."

Wei Lian stood up and stared at Ji Yue's face with no expression: "Your Majesty seems to be in a bad mood."

Ji Yue refused to comment: "Why, you should learn to guess the lonely one's mind?"

The previous lesson of the previous scheming of the sacred intentions is still there. Li Fuquan, who is still unable to get up at the moment, is an example.

Li Fuquan was with the King of Qin since he was a child, and he had received thirty whips. Wei Lian had only known each other for a day, so why did he think he would be an exception?

Wei Lian lowered his eyes: "I dare not."

He said quietly again: "It's just that your Majesty's displeasure is written all on his face. Even if I don't guess your thoughts, I can see it."

Ji Yue took off his heavy court uniform, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little evil against the backdrop of the long robe of the embroidered golden dragon ink. This face was even a bit gorgeous, but his old majesty and coldness suppressed his own appearance.

Putting aside prejudice and murderous intent, the King of Qin is also a rare beauty.

Ji Yue turned his head and looked at Wei Lian, with his lips slightly raised: "What is written on his lonely face?"

The King of Qin was unpredictable. His smile may not necessarily mean he was happy, or he may also be angry. His gentle tone may not necessarily mean he is in a good mood, or he may also mean he wants to kill someone.

The palace servants who served him for many years knew this, but they never knew what he was thinking.

Wei Lian wanted to speak, but Ji Yue said calmly again: "If you say it wrong, you will give your tongue to the orphan mastiff."

Wei Lian: "..."
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