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    She was taken aback in horror, the master is really knowledgeable, erudition is erudition, as long as you know it yourself, you still have to say it.  What women's department, the master has no time to take care of his own body, and he can still know about the affairs of the female department, and he knows even this if he is married to a daughter-in-law.

    "Don't, don't, don't, you've broken the slave's fodder." She was held by the emperor and couldn't shrink back, lying on the ground crying and howling, "The slave's feet are itchy, I can't stand it, I'm going to die."

    Seeing her like that, the emperor became more and more interested, "itchy meat grows under the soles of your feet, you are going to become a sperm."

    She shook her head and said seriously, "I have ticklish feet, if this is put to death in the Ming Dynasty, I must be a traitor." She pawed on the ground and grabbed the hay with both hands, "Your servant, do it yourself.  Oh my good master, I will be ashamed to see you like this."

    The emperor curled his lips, "Don't hate anyone, you told me not to be ashamed just now."

    "I'm different." She said loudly, "I'm a big girl, and I'm not married to a Qi girl. You can't see or touch her."

    Is there anything in this world that he "can't"?  He himself is like that in front of her, maybe she thinks of him in her heart.  Now cover your feet, and earn a point is a point.  Besides, she was afraid that she would not be able to marry, so it was okay to marry him.

    The emperor thought to himself, without saying a word or stopping his hands.  She still flinched, and he gave her a sullen look, "Do you dare to resist?"

    "You are the master, but you can't bully me like this." She was very aggrieved and cried.  She didn't dare to kick her legs and watched him take off her shoes and socks.

    It is a custom for court ladies to wear oyster mouth shoes with a circle of rat hair on the ring.  Having crawled through the snow before, Mao fell down and his face was wet enough.  Men's boots are better covered, women's shoes absorb water, and her skin has been wrinkled for a long time.  The emperor was reluctant to give up, holding those half-big feet and rubbing them carefully.  Han people bind their feet, and the three-inch golden lotus with thin feet can be used to play with socks, but if you take them off, you can't see them.  Unlike girls from Qi people, she has natural feet and is not very refined, but she is simple and natural.  Especially hers, it was the most beautiful he had ever seen.  Snow-white skin, flesh-pink toes are nimble and cute.  His face was flushed, and his heart was a little ready to move.

    As cold as lumps of ice, he wrapped those feet in his arms, and pressed his palms carefully, wishing to take all the heat out of his body to warm her.  Glancing at her quietly, she still looked blank, frowning as if she had seen a ghost.  The emperor was angry, he was distracted, but she looked like this?  He played tricks and scratched the bottom of her feet lightly, and she really giggled.

    "No, no, it's going to kill me." She leaned back on the ground and said, "You don't bring such"

    The more stupid she is, the more contagious she is. The emperor laughed, "I'm worthless, and I'm afraid of men in the future."

    She was afraid that he would scratch her again, so she pressed the soles of her feet against his stomach, and said stubbornly, "I've only heard that men are afraid of tickles and guilt, but it's not appropriate to apply this to women."

    "Why is it inappropriate? Women are not human?" He tried to cover his feet like her, but the endmask was wet and there was nowhere to wrap it.  After thinking about it, he unbuttoned the lower edge of his robe.

    Su Yi looked at him like that, quickly rolled up and pressed his hand, "Master, you are a good slave, I know that you can't take off your robe, you will freeze."

    The emperor glanced at her, "I want to cover you."

    Her lips trembled, her frozen cavity warmed up, and a ball of cotton was stuffed in her throat, which made her extremely uncomfortable.  Who said that the emperor is heartless, if you treat him wholeheartedly, he is also a human being and knows how to give back to you.  The world has never heard of a master covering the feet of a slave. The master of the Qi family is the most arrogant, so he said that the master of the banner, the slave is like a dog in his eyes.  This is the emperor who ruled the world, and his humility towards her is like a green spirit on her Su family's ancestral grave.

    The emperor didn't look at her, he was afraid he couldn't help but say something.  After a while, he said, "I see that you have frostbite on your foot. When you go back, ask the imperial doctor to bring you rat oil. How are your servants? Are you taking good care of them?"

    The female officials in front of the imperial court are different from the low-level court ladies. The female officials in the Hall of Mental Cultivation each have four maids to serve, and they are considered half masters when they return to the next place.  She shook her head, "It's good to make the bed, fold the quilt, starch and wash the clothes. We usually stay in front of the emperor, and we don't need them to wait on us."

    The emperor wrapped her feet properly, and touched her hand again, "Is it still cold?"

    The master is so sympathetic, he even touched his feet, touching his hands is nothing at all.  He has always been quite generous, "Thank you master, the slave is not cold anymore."

    The emperor turned around and looked outside, the mountain was covered by heavy snow, it would be impossible to go on without food and clothing.  He thought about it and said, "I'll go out later to see if I can get some game. You put the wet firewood over there to bake by the fireGotta go around.  She couldn't just sit and wait like this, she had to go find him.  She put on her cloak and drew a stick from the fire.  She thought in her heart that she would not be able to survive if the master had something, anyway, so she simply gave it up.  She still remembers the story Nazhen told them. The farmer finally sealed a Saihan Buddha.  If she dies in her post, don't expect to become a fairy or a Buddha, just keep her family safe.

    Jumping out of the cave, when the wind blows against the fire, the sparks on the lumps of wood rush straight, like the sound of strong wind blowing satin.  She set off in the direction where the emperor was on his way. She was so loyal that she didn't care about her own safety at all.  Now she is in a state of disarray, wondering if something has happened to him, she just wants to find him quickly, even if he returns empty-handed, it's okay.

    But there was only the sound of the wind in the mountains, and the snow did not reach her knees when she walked up to the heights, so she almost kowtowed forward step by step.  Because I have no direction, I am anxious and afraid.  When she was about to cry, she heard someone calling her in the distance, it was the voice of Long Live God.

    She responded loudly, "Hey, the servant is here."

    She was holding a torch. As the old saying goes, it¡¯s dark under the lamp, and you can¡¯t see clearly in the distance.  Debating the source of the voice, she hurried forward, and as she got closer, she saw the emperor appearing in her sight, with a roe deer on his shoulder and two hares hanging from his waist.

    She was full of sorrow and joy, and hurried up to help him, "You are back, I am so anxious to die."

    The emperor didn't speak, and a slightly heavy weight was pressed on her arm. She expected that the master must be exhausted, so she gritted her teeth and walked back.  After entering the cave, he helped him to sit down, untied his cloak and said, "Master is tired, it's snowing like this"

    He paused halfway through the speech, only to find that the entrance of the cave was stained with blood, and it seemed that it was definitely not dripping from the prey.  She knelt on the ground in a daze and lifted his trouser legs. The ankle part of the yellow silk cotton trousers was stained with blood, and Long Live God was injured.
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