Right?
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Volume One Palace Volume: Chapter Nine
Thousands of questions unbelievably took out his ears, right?
Looking at the serious expression on his face, he was sure that he heard correctly!
"Do you want me to help you off?" She asked, unwillingly.
Under the scorching eyes of the actually wolf eyes, Qianwen succumbed.
He stretched out his hand, untied the burgundy thin silk belt, and the palace drape spread out like a flower blooming in the wind, lightly separated.
The smooth shoulders, the two chestnuts looming in the bare chest, the streamlined delicate narrow waist, the half-exposed jade legs, and the head shyly like a lotus. . . . . . . .
boom! The body actually lit a fire and burned him hot from head to toe.
He licked his lips and stepped forward to embrace this soft, trembling body with the fragrance of C son.
When he was asked to bow his head to kiss him, and to have tender love for the people in his arms, he suddenly heard the voice of the head attendant rang out:
"Return to the emperor, tonight is the day to choose the concubine. The queen mother lets the minions take a sign to ask the emperor to choose. If you like any lady, turn over the sign!"
Thousands of questions wore clothes in a panic and hid aside, the kiss was frozen in the air, turned into an invisible anger and shot into the air.
He bent down impatiently, wishing that he would take the knife and slaughter the head manager.
He exhaled and exhaled again, and after a long time of adjusting his interest rate, he picked up the tent and asked angrily, "Do I have to choose?"
The head lady of the inner court placed the sign of Sanfei in the red lacquer tray, raised it to the top of the head and lowered her head to say respectfully: "The queen mother has a saying that if the emperor is undecided, she has to do it by herself!"
what? She chose? My goodness, it really made him nowhere to go!
Which one should she choose? In case of choosing the daughter of General Huang who is stronger than him, he would rather be an eunuch, and it would be disgusting to think about it!
Actually vaguely remember that among the three, Jiang Xueyan had a waist-waisted breast, quite a bit of appearance, and was quite pleasing to the eye, so she easily flipped her brand.
After a few episodes, the atmosphere inside the house was embarrassed, the blush on Qian Wen's face disappeared, but he was already neatly dressed and stood on the side, actually spreading his hands helplessly: "Taihuang's order ..."
"Emperor, the minions will prepare bath products for you!" Qian Qian asked anxiously, not dare to raise his head, and moved quickly outside the door.
As he lowered his head, he bumped into the door frame with a loud grin, not daring to make a noise, and walked to Chunluchi with fine steps.
When he shook his head and smiled, when could this guy become bolder?
In the spring dew pond, the heat is rising, and the hot spring is slippery.
Actually, he took off his tunic, exposing white and strong muscles like jade, spreading his scalp over his shoulders, and sliding into the pool, Qian Qian served him.
Thousands of questions have been thinking about the servant, unconsciously scrubbing with one hand in the same place on his body. Although his movements are very gentle, but this fool would like to destroy his back all the time?
"Hey, concentrate on it and wash me in front of me too!" Actually ordered to the people who were walking in the sky.
"Ah?" Thousands of questions suddenly startled, and the shy little face flushed, hurried to the front to clean him.
When he looked up, he just met his eyes with a sense of inquiry and an evil smile, looking at himself ambiguously, and he looked down in amazement. He still took his hand and pressed his own body to make a laugh: "Thousands of ways to serve people are getting more and more ruined. Look how much my body likes you!"
Qian Wen's hand was pulled by him to wander around on his body. Although he didn't dare to raise his head, he could feel the emperor's throbbing heartbeat, unique dragon's birthday scent, fresh scent of fresh hair, He has his own taste.
He can touch his compact skin, his muscles, and so on. . . somewhere!
The feeling of being embraced by the emperor is actually, well, not bad! Thousands of questions thought in a trance, but unexpectedly suddenly lifted the water and splashed him all over, and immediately drenched him all over his body!
"Emperor, emperor, it's time to go!" Qianwen woke up and coughed.
Actually shook his head, this little confused, still know to remind him?
Finally, after taking a long bath, scrubbing and putting on a robe, he slowly walked to the palace.
Thousands asked about rubbing his hot face, secretly thinking that he was cranky, but why did he not want to see walking towards the palace? Why is there a pain in his heart somewhere, as if he was stabbed with a knife, bleeding blood faintly.
Thousands of questions unconsciously, step by step to the bedroom.
There were only two little girls standing far away from the palace. They saw a thousand questions and saluted them. They knew that he was a celebrity beside the emperor and did not dare to offend.
Thousands asked a hidden corner and hid, and instantly, in the wide bed of carved dragons and phoenixes, behind the pink gauze tent, in the bright yellow quilt, the bed he and the emperor slept in rang An ecstatic cry.
Qianwen endured the sting, quietly lifted the curtain and peeped inwards.
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Volume One Palace Volume: Chapter Ten
The bed on which he and the emperor slept sounded ecstatic, and it was such a sting that it was the most unpleasant sound he had ever heard, and the slightly shaking red tent dazzled.
Somewhere in the heart was like a stabbing knife, blood was flowing silently, but he was not bleeding, it was tears!
Why are you crying? Thousands of questions to ask yourself must be because of happiness, yes, crying for the emperor happy, but he clearly did not like that woman!
That is because he and the emperor have too much affection, so I can't accept that the emperor is too close to others! Finally, I found a suitable reason. After a thousand questions, I tried to cry, suppressing the tingling in my heart, and quietly picked up the curtain and peeped inward.
Through the light yarn, he faintly saw the messy dragon couch, actually, with his back facing him, a dense sweat bead was on his back, his strong hips were moving up and down, his hair fell down, blocking it His face, he couldn't see his expression clearly, Qian Qian only felt that he was angry, venting, growling, and screaming at the woman under him.
Inexplicably, Qian Wen compared himself with the woman on the bed. He didn't even have a woman. . . So what qualifications are there for the emperor to like him and love him?
Yuck, you are an eunuch, what are you thinking?
Qian Wen said to himself in abandon, and when he looked up again, Huan ai on the bed was over.
She put on her robe at random and stood up to open the pink tent. The woman on the bed was blue or purple with traces of being caught by her. She narrowed her eyes and said softly: "The emperor, the slave family is serving you Change your clothes! "
After finishing speaking, he didn't wear any clothes, and climbed naked in front of him.
She didn't even look at her, and put on her belt and said coldly, "Go!"
The woman was shocked, apparently did not expect the emperor to change so fast, stayed for a while!
"Not yet?" Frowning in disgust.
Qian Wen hurriedly hid aside, when two eunuchs walked in, and Jin Jin was carried out by the naked woman.
"Don't let her keep my seed!" He said coldly before leaving.
"Emperor, don't, please concubine