Chapter 754: Does this bed allow others to go?

The bed was shaped like an extra large cloud, without the bed tents common in this era, looking far away, as if it were a cloud.
In the middle of the hall, there is a small moon-sized night pearl, faintly glowing.
That night, the pearl was half shiny and not shiny. Looking far away, it really looked like a jade plate.
There are other furnishings all around. Those furnishings also look like clouds, big and small, standing there quietly, seemingly standing for millions of years ...
Ning Xuemo walked into the castle with Emperor Zun, it felt like walking into the vast sky, the surrounding white clouds floated, and a full moon was shining.
The crooked little ship
Little boat with sharp ends
I'm sitting on a winding boat,
Holding the moon and swinging ...
This is a nursery rhyme that Ning Xuemo saw as a child. She always felt that it was the most fairytale fantasy in the poet's heart, but she did not expect to see such a substance here!
She almost suspected that she was in a dream. Somewhat warm in my heart, and a bit unspeakable sour feeling.
"Go to bed." The emperor in his arms said three more words.
How does this sentence feel so ambiguous ...
Ning Xuemo could not help but hold the black line with Emperor Zun.
I couldn't even bother to think about it, walked over a few steps, and put him on the cloud bed.
This bed looks like a soft cloud, but the bed is still very firm, there are no bedding on it, only the white bed.
After Ning Xuemo put the Emperor down, he couldn't help but touch the bed, his tentacles were cold like ice.
The bed that looked so warm turned out to be so cold, wouldn't it be the legendary Hanyu bed?
There was a faint lingering white gas on the bed, and the emperor sat in it, as if the deity sat in the clouds ...
Ning Xuemo had a momentary sacrifice.
"Aren't you going to deal with the back injury for me?" Emperor Zun began to call back her god.
"Ah, yes!" Ning Xuemo finally remembered his mission, thought about it, and jumped into bed. As soon as she went up, she froze!
Really cold! This bed is so cold!
As soon as her feet stepped on, she felt a sharp cold air running up the floor of her feet, spreading all over the body instantly, making her feel that her blood was almost frozen ...
Her ruddy face turned pale instantly.
"Come on!" Emperor Zun uttered two words again, his voice as light as water, but beyond doubt.
Ning Xuemo: "..."
Does this bed allow others to go?
Che, thought she was willing to be on top?
She said nothing, and when she rolled over and jumped off the bed, and her feet rested on the floor again, the icy feeling finally disappeared, but the cold that had penetrated into the bone marrow still existed, which made her take a few more slaps.
"Principles of Prajna." Emperor Zun said four more words.
Ning Xuemo's heart moved slightly. The mentality he said was exactly what she had just learned in that book and hadn't used it much.
At this moment, he heard him lift up, and immediately looked at the mentality of running.
Strange to say, this mentality has just run a small circle, and the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow is like being urged to retreat outward by something in the body ...
After a while, her body returned to normal, and her small face returned to redness.
It turned out that he hadn't allowed her to go to the bed just now, but that she couldn't get the bed right now?
Ning Xuemo's feeling of discomfort was less, he looked up at Emperor Zun, and was startled!