74. The hatred of the crippled Empress 1

When Xia Ling could see everything clearly, she saw the vermilion gauze.

A pearl the size of a bowl was reflected in Xia Ling's eyes in the dark night.

The vermilion gauze draped down from the side of the pearl. The gauze interweaved with the moonlight outside the window. On the whole, this was a very beautiful night.

Except for the man beside her.

She pushed him away.

"The empress is a little different today," the man said in a low and hoarse voice.

After that, everything ended very quickly.

His tone was very calm. One could not tell if he was happy or angry, much less whether he was satisfied with her.

However, Xia Ling knew that if there were no problems between the man and her, then with the two of them lying on the couch together, his attitude towards her would not be so indifferent.

She did not have the time to receive the plot and memories.

Xia Ling lay beside him and felt uncomfortable all over. She did not answer his words. She looked at the palace maids who were guarding outside the hall and wanted to give orders.

And before her, the man seemed to have also wanted to be with her.

As soon as he got up, he had already put on his outer robe and walked in front of her.

Xia Ling's gaze followed the man and looked at his tall and handsome back.

The moonlight penetrated through the gap above the wooden window and illuminated the man's body. His figure was tall and slender, and his shoulders were slightly wide. It could be seen that he had practiced martial arts, so his body was slender and sturdy, and his aura was extraordinary.

She was the empress, so he must be the emperor of this dynasty.

Roughly guessing from the back view of this world, Xia Ling watched the man's figure disappear into the darkness. She withdrew her gaze and followed him.

Not long after, she smelled some sulfur. The breeze was moist, like a hot spring in this palace.

Xia Ling hurriedly got up. She wrapped herself in a robe and went inside, wanting to wash off the sweat on her body.

As soon as the two of them got up, the palace maids outside quietly entered and tidied up the bed.

Xia Ling was quite satisfied with this kind of automatic manual service that did not require any instructions. However, usually, there would be people following her wherever she went, so she might be impatient.

There were palace lanterns hanging on both sides. The palace layout was very large. She walked a few steps, but she could not see the man's figure or the direction in front of her.

When she got closer, she felt a breeze. Walking out, she saw the inner hall that was connected to the north and south.

It should be the time for spring and summer to pass. Flowers were growing outside the inner hall. As the man's figure disappeared, Xia Ling walked into the inner hall.

The breeze accompanied by the smell of sulfur entered Xia Ling's nose at a close distance.

A hot spring that was repaired in the room entered Xia Ling's eyes as she approached.

In just a moment, the man had already entered the water. He sat on the white jade steps in the corner. The hot spring water went up to his waist. He lazily rested in that corner. His gaze fell on Xia Ling's body and landed on her feet.

Xia Ling paused, thinking about whether she should go over or find another place.

"Isn't the empress coming to take a bath?" The deep male voice suddenly spoke.

It seemed that the relationship between the original owner and this emperor was not at the level of a couple taking a bath, right?

Xia Ling hesitated for a moment, but decided to avoid the man and find another place to enter the pool.

She did not know what kind of material was laid on the floor, but it looked soft and comfortable to step on with bare feet.

She followed the direction of the man, her figure graceful. The man stared at her for a long time, and only when she entered the water did he look away.