noffsinger Chapter 369 Are you taking a shower?
Chapter 369 Are you taking a shower?
Before long, Lady Sikong arrived at the wall of a deep mansion as instructed. She deliberately circled around and found that apart from a few guards at the gate, there seemed to be no one around. Presumably, Emperor Beizun was not in the city, otherwise the temporary palace of the Great Zhou Emperor would not be so poorly guarded.
Without further hesitation, she rolled off Ta Feng's body and said, "Little Feng, go play by yourself!"
With those words, she lightly leaped into the air, her slender figure soaring into the courtyard...
He swiftly leaped over the rooftops of several large rooms, finding the area below indeed eerily quiet. After wandering around for most of the way without seeing a single person, Lord Sikong finally landed with peace of mind and swaggered along the corridor.
However, after taking only a few steps forward, her sensitive ears twitched. She faintly heard footsteps behind her. She quickly leaped out of the corridor, crouched down, and hid under the railing.
Sure enough, a moment later, a series of hurried and disordered footsteps came from behind.
"Hurry! Hurry! Don't keep His Majesty waiting!"
The shrill voice seemed somewhat familiar, but Lady Sikong couldn't place it. A cool breeze swept by, and she finally looked up at the figure that had already passed. A faint, alluring fragrance wafted to her nose, intensifying the hunger and cold coursing through her body. That scent...it was all too familiar to her.
Golden roasted. Suckling. Pig!
That bastard Di Beizun really knows how to enjoy life. When we lived in the bamboo house outside Luoyang, I noticed that he had a light palate and preferred vegetarian food. Now he has changed his taste!
However, this is exactly what she wanted!
Hmm? Also, is Emperor Beizun in the manor?
Why is the entire mansion almost empty?
Without much thought, Lord Sikong followed the group of people and walked forward.
Before long, they arrived at a secluded little garden.
The room in Xiaoyuan was brightly lit. Lord Sikong hid behind a stone pillar and watched as the maids carried the things in and quickly came out, with the person following behind gently closing the door behind them.
Without a doubt, the person inside must be Emperor Beizun!
Lady Sikong touched her nose, a hint of anticipation appearing in her clear eyes. She thought that this fellow was probably having a good meal inside. Her eyes lit up, and after looking around to make sure no one was there, she put her hands behind her back and walked leisurely toward the door.
Gently pushing open the door, the room's lights flickered, a cool breeze rushed in, and the curtains hanging on both sides fluttered, bringing a slight chill. The room was empty, seemingly without a single person, but the table in the inner hall was laden with delicious dishes.
Lord Sikong walked over and glanced at the table, which was full of her favorite dishes!
Looking around and finding nothing amiss, Lady Sikong picked up the wine pot, poured herself a few cups of wine, and drank several in succession. Just as she was about to reach for a pigeon leg, a sudden chill swept over her from behind. Almost instinctively, she put down her cup, sprang to her feet, and floated backward, landing steadily on the ground. She looked in the direction she had come from, but still couldn't see a single person.
She frowned, and could already faintly smell that cool and familiar fragrance in her nose. Without even thinking, she could tell that it was someone's scent!
Thinking of the pit he had dug for himself, and the many rumors that had circulated, a cold glint flashed in Lady Sikong's eyes. She had long wanted to teach him a lesson, and she also wanted to see just how far his skills could go!
Thinking about it, a smile immediately appeared on her delicate face. Her slender hand unconsciously tightened the Moon Soul clasp in her sleeve. She coughed lightly and tentatively asked, "Your Majesty?"
As her voice faded, a gust of cold wind drifted in through the half-open window, causing the curtains hanging in the room to rustle loudly, but there was no response to Lord Sikong's voice.
Lord Sikong, sword in hand, carefully lifted the draped curtain and slowly walked over.
"Your Majesty, are you playing a game of old master and maid with me? I think I smell the fragrance of flower petals. Are you taking a bath?"
Lord Sikong took a deep breath, rubbed his nose, and spoke very softly…
Lord Sikong crouched low and carefully made his way through the swaying gauze curtains. The surroundings remained completely silent, with only the faint sound of a cool breeze rustling past.
The cool fragrance wafting past her nose became faintly clearer, and she couldn't help but take another deep breath, rubbing her nose. Her frivolous tone was no different from a rogue harassing an innocent woman—
"A beauty is a beauty indeed, even her bath smells so good! Your Majesty, are you inside?"
However, just as Lord Sikong finished speaking, a sudden, desolate and chilling aura rushed over. She was startled and, almost in the blink of an eye, nimbly leaped up and quickly floated behind her!
Sure enough, a whistling black shadow flashed by. The familiar cold fragrance made her whole body tremble, and she quickly retreated several steps. Without even looking, she slashed at the black shadow with a horizontal palm. The powerful palm wind shook the fluttering gauze curtain into shreds, which flew all over the air. A loud boom was heard, and the force of the palm was so great that the screen opposite was instantly turned to the side and crashed into the wall.
As the palm struck down, a sharp, cold light flashed in Lord Sikong's clear eyes. He looked ahead through the fluttering fragments of gauze curtains and saw only a hot spring in front of him, still no sign of Emperor Beizun.
She slightly tightened her grip on the Moon Soul in her hand, raised her hand to brush away the shards that floated before her eyes, and a meaningful smile reappeared on her delicate face. She couldn't help but whisper again, "Your Majesty? Just come out. I won't do anything to you. Haven't you missed me in all this time?"
As Sikong Jin's voice fell, a gust of cool wind swept in from the window. Sikong Jin suddenly sensed something behind her and turned around almost instantly. Sure enough, she saw Di Beizun standing with his hands behind his back, dressed in a black dragon robe, exuding a noble and aloof air. His handsome face, which was both alluring and seductive, was calm as water, and his dark eyes faintly shimmered with a strange and deep light. His light-colored, bewitching lips were slightly pursed. With such beauty, Lord Sikong was instantly captivated.
Her clear eyes sparkled with undisguised brilliance. The way she looked at Di Beizun was as if she were looking at a delicious dessert, wanting to grab it and devour it instantly!
"His Majesty……"
Lord Sikong gasped, his eyes filled with astonishment and an undisguised, burning desire!