To answer this question, Han Dongwen must remember how he died.

As a boss, he fled after being defeated by the players and found the only safe place under the coup - Chiya Palace.

Chiya Palace in Hanqing.

However, this concubine had already hated this foolish king, and she personally killed Han Dongwen, ending the tyranny of the small country of Simeng.

"hiss--"

Han Dongwen took a breath of air and felt his hands and feet numb.

What kind of fear is it to know that the woman he just had sex with is the murderer who will kill him.

Han Dongwen fell on the bed, his brain running rapidly.

"Then again, I didn't enjoy it just now..."

He stayed up almost all night tonight.

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The next day, the sun rose in the east.

A beautiful maid walked quietly to the door of the dormitory, raised her pale arm and knocked on the door.

"Your Highness, your servant has come in to clean up the morning."

Han Dongwen rolled over from the bed, stretched and moved his neck.

"come in."

"yes."

The maid outside the door responded softly.

But Han Dongwen waited for a moment and found that the door did not open.

"What's wrong? Come in."

He raised his voice a little.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, calm down!"

The maid outside the door was obviously a little flustered, her voice was trembling, and the door was pushed open gently but anxiously.

Han Dongwen's eyes widened.

"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

It's already winter, and it's already very cold if you're wearing only a singlet outside the house.

Although there was a fire in Han Dongwen's bedroom, the sweeping maid obviously took off her clothes outside the palace before entering.

She opened her eyes wide in fear, clenched the broom in her hand, and stammered: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, what did you say? Slave, this slave is not in violation of the rules..."

rule?

This rule is indeed a bit ridiculous, the maid cleaning the bedroom is naked.

The corners of Han Dongwen's eyes twitched and he gritted his teeth.

You really know how to play, you plague king.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes. We won't have this rule again."

He held his forehead and turned around.

The maid seemed to have heard some fantasy. She stood there for a moment, and finally understood what Han Dongwen meant.

Then, she cried.

Why is she crying?

Han Dongwen was a little puzzled.

"why are you crying?"

He spoke.

"Your Highness, Your Highness must be dissatisfied with this slave. It is your fault that you are ugly. Please calm down and calm down your anger..."

She was crying so much that she couldn't speak coherent words, and she clutched the broom in her hand tightly with both hands, as if it was her last life-saving straw.

Han Dongwen's concubines, maids, and all the women who are close to him must be beautiful.

In this way, when his interest rises, he will visit them at any time.

Anyone who doesn't like it will be killed!

He wants her to die!

She was already kneeling on the ground, barely holding on to the broom and sobbing.

Her father was teaching in Bianzhou, and when he recruited her into the palace, the old man shed tears and warned her not to offend the tyrant.

But after half a year in the palace, she learned everything she needed to know. Finally, she met the saint for the first time, and she actually offended Long Yan!

Han Dongwen only felt that his newly sober mind was a lot more confused.

She said she was ugly?

Versailles, right?

Han Dongwen was sure that he had never seen such a beautiful woman - a real woman.

Oh, Hanqing seems to be more beautiful...

wrong.

This is not the time to think about this.

"You get up first."

Han Dongwen cleared his throat.

"I, uh, I'm not angry. Don't assume your will. Put on your clothes."

The maid raised her head in disbelief and blinked her teary eyes.

After confirming that it was not her auditory hallucination, she did not dare to neglect and quickly put on her clothes.

cough.

Han Dongwen turned around awkwardly.

"Your Highness, your servant has already dressed..."

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"You said your name is Xiao Hongdou?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"You've only been in the palace for half a year? It's your first time on duty?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Han Dongwen was sitting at a wooden table in the hall, and the maid named Xiao Hongdou stood in front of him cautiously.

She has already put on clothes.

A white dress embroidered with red gold trim is a solemn uniform that does not affect movement.

Han Dongwen nodded thoughtfully.

"good……"

He talked to himself.

Xiao Hongdou blinked and asked nervously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I didn't hear you clearly just now..."

Han Dongwen reacted and smiled: "It's okay, I said yes, it's fine."

Of course that's good.

I just entered the palace and met the saint for the first time.

What's the meaning?

Han Dongwen didn't have time to ruin her!

Maybe, she still hates me...

Han Dongwen thought in his mind.

A tyrant and a coward, wouldn't everyone in the world hate him to the core?

I can only say that maybe Xiaohongdou doesn’t hate me that much...

Han Dongwen frowned and thought.

Xiao Hongdou stood awkwardly. She didn't know what the emperor in front of her was thinking, but at least he said a good word.

Is your life saved for now?
To be continued...