The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 338

[338. Chapter 338 Secret]

“Your Highness, please explain to your concubine first.” I knew that this man would not be honest. Where are your hands?

“It’s not that this hall is suffering from illness, but…” Clinging to her back, his scorching breath penetrated into Mu Xiyao’s cochlea. “The whole army on the west road.” The

whole army? Mu Xiyao’s eyes widened suddenly, it could spread to the whole army, on the battlefield, what else could it be? “Are you going to excuse the epidemic?” Isn’t the boss’ audacity too majestic?

Wei Liang’s fingertips slid into the hem of her clothes, and as soon as they touched it, Mu Xiyao shuddered. Just as he was about to reach out to stop him from continuing to do something wrong, Zong Zhenglin preemptively anticipated her actions and coerced him one step earlier. “If you’re good at this moment, this hall will move you if it’s not true.” Unfinished words: If you don’t ask him to be intimate now, what a shameless thing to do later, this man did it to her. No wonder.

The man’s voice was pleasant and slightly dull. Mu Xiyao’s raised wrist, hesitantly, put it back obediently. “Your Highness, you must not go back on your word.” The voice was delicate and weak, but he couldn’t resist his tyranny, so he wanted to dress pitifully to please.

“Well, it’s up to you.” That’s what he said, but the tip of his tongue rolled around her delicate earlobe. Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes slightly, only to feel the soft top of his fingertips, following him through his pocket. Grinding and fiddling, it was already stiff and a little slippery.

“Which hood are you wearing today?” The little woman had never weaned Chengyou from breastfeeding, and now she was full of juices and could not withstand his touch. But what he liked most was her soft pair of milky breasts, with Bai Shengsheng’s plump dew hanging on the tip of her nipples. Zong Zhenglin couldn’t bear to see this extravagant scene.

If the rich peony was embroidered in rouge color, the largest flower bud on the right should be darker than the one next to it. Or the pair of mandarin ducks crossing the neck, just enough to moisten a mandarin duck eyeball. In front of Zong Zhenglin’s eyes, there were many happy times when Mu Xiyao was hanging in a small pocket, and he was tossed to the point where the flowers were dripping, and the movements of his hands became more and more powerful.

Deliberately rubbing across the wet and slippery snow peaks, the man’s voice was hoarse, apparently flirting with her. “This hall’s fingertips trace, is it a mandarin duck or a stamen, eh?”

It’s getting worse! Just when she got up, the man was teasing her again.

“Don’t answer without telling the truth? Well, this hall figured it out for yourself.” She really touched the back of her neck, if it wasn’t for Mu Xiyao’s hurried voice, the ties would have been loosened.

“None of them.” His face was flushed, his small hand was covering his big hand, and the entire auricle was burning red and radiant. Just when Zong Zhenglin saw it, he put his chin on her neck and fiddled with the tip of his tongue.

“I’ll let Jiaojiao go after I take the initiative to explain it.” Zong Zhenglin didn’t take it seriously. At this moment, His Highness Sixth Highness was full of thoughts, all of them were nipples like delicate coral beads.

The little head was buried in his arms, and he was very embarrassed to say that he knew it. “Peach blossoms in spring in Kyushu.”

“Spring” and “peach blossoms”. For no reason, Zong Zhenglin remembered another beautiful scene. The place that urges life, especially against it. “Turn around and take a look at this hall.” The breath was already unstable, and the change between the man’s legs was finally disturbing and blindly avoiding, and then there was no way for the woman.

“His Royal Highness! You are still talking to your concubine.” Can this epidemic be fooled casually? If you want to hide from people’s eyes and ears, it is as difficult as going to the sky. “You can’t hide it from the old man.” The army of more than 100,000 people, not to mention the end of Emperor Yuancheng, even people from all walks of life can pass it on to you!

“I was caught in the palm of my hand by this hall,” the gesture in his hand signaled that what he said was true, and the Sixth Highness laughed lightly, “Jiaojiao has become stupid.” Deceiving? He never thought about it. Since it is an epidemic, it is a real change that has shocked the world. All he has to do is to forcibly break the protracted battle between the two armies.

Mu Xiyao’s heart trembled, and he was turned over in a trance, and there was still fear in his eyes.

“His Royal Highness…” The person who is the emperor is really cruel and very capable.

“Afraid?” Zong Zhenglin’s eyes brought out exploration as he clamped her sharp tip with two fingers. As if she dared to retreat, she would be severely punished.

Scared? Is she afraid? The man in front of her is so **** coercion on her, what is she afraid of? Afraid that he won’t let go of her? Mu Xiyao’s beautiful eyes blinked, and shrewdness flashed in her eyes.

She just felt that compared to him, she still couldn’t match his cold-hearted decision. If we really want to talk about the pros and cons of this matter, she sat on the same boat with him, and he said yes, why should she be hypocritical for his soldiers and soldiers in vain.

Besides, she doesn’t believe that Zong Zhenglin is willing to have 50,000 private soldiers! That was all the iron army he smashed with real gold and silver. With ten or twenty casualties, she would be able to open another five-fronted, three-story attic Jiayifang!

“Your Highness, don’t think about bluffing your concubine. Concubine knows that the epidemic situation is also divided into serious and serious. Different people have the same disease, not necessarily the same symptom.” The little hand climbed up to his chin, and the soft and tender palm wrapped around Zong Zong. Zheng Lin Yinglang’s stern cheeks suddenly smiled slyly.

The snow melts in March, and the spring flowers show their beauty. The little woman’s watery eyes reflected his figure, and Zong Zhenglin was slowly softened by her watery expression.

“Even with Yugu’s full assistance, you won’t be able to deceive your concubine.” He seemed to be sneaking up to him, and whispered the secret in his ear. The small appearance is very pleasing, with Xinxin’s pride and pride.

Where did the epidemic come from and how to control it, except for Yugu, Mu Xiyao didn’t think about it.

Mr. Boss has all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, and I don’t know who to push this earth-shattering epidemic on. With her dark eyes, she glanced at the west, and there were faint dimples on the corner of Mu Xiyao’s mouth.

So cunning! Her Royal Highness really can’t be provoked.

So spooky! While Mu Xiyao slandered Zong Zhenglin, His Royal Highness also expressed such emotion in his heart. He had just started his head, and the woman had already figured it out on her own. If it wasn’t for her being lazy and not growing up, no one would be able to make her suffer a loss if she entered the backyard several times over.

“Jiaojiao is confused, this hall will solve it. Now that the matter is finished, be obedient.”

What else could she listen to, Mu Xiyao pouted her lips, but she couldn’t stop the man from doing bad things.

The hood was removed, and then the skirt and trousers were worn, but as long as he could scratch it, nothing was intact. With his words “I’m sure you won’t move”, he panted back to the past, the man who was busy with her and didn’t want to let go, and it took a long time before he responded, “It’s hard for me.” As it should be, the man’s breath was heavy and he seemed impatient.

With his legs swaying, Mu Xiyao clutched the satin under her body tightly, wondering why Zong Zhenglin was so hungry and thirsty. As far as I can remember, Emperor Jian’an visited the harem and visited less than two hands in a month. How come to her, this beast man is endless.

Mu Xiyao couldn’t figure out why His Highness Sixth Highness had changed so much, but Zong Zhenglin experienced it so thoroughly that he was reluctant to stop for a moment.

The little girl is charming, charming and sweet, sweet and fragrant, and the fragrant is wrapped in softness. Even such a petite person can fully bear him. The deepest layer of suction made him numb from his vertebrae, and the tight, warm little mouth below made him unable to hold back his roar. Even the most violent collision can not relieve the passion in my heart.

“Jiaojiao, lie down. I want to listen to your yellow ying-like cry.” He supported her arm on the window bar that only had a slit, and the crab claw orchid that was placed a few days ago It was very good, the branches and leaves gently rubbed against her chest, rubbing Mu Xiyao, whenever he was bumped in front of her, she couldn’t help but tighten her body, so that Zong Zhenglin pressed her tightly in his arms. Inside, sweat was pouring down like rain, and his handsome face was flushed.

“It’s really a fairy, it’s so refreshing to contain this hall.” Seeing that the branches and leaves stimulated her a lot, Zong Zhenglin’s wickedness increased by three points every time. The woman under her trembled violently, followed by the pot of flowers.

The little ji squeaked, and Mu Xiyao gritted her teeth in shame, and she didn’t dare to ask him to do so.

Interested, how could she be disobedient. He reached out and clamped her hands behind her and locked them tightly, lifting the little woman’s waist, making the crab claw orchid tearing with her even more severe.

“Ah!” The thorns on the branches were pricked with tender ****. It was painful and numb, and Mu Xiyao couldn’t bear to cry out. Such a coquettish cry only aroused Zong Zhenglin’s avatar to swell up, apparently wanting to to the extreme.

“Jiaojiao.” The man’s hoarse voice was urging, impatient and happy.

Knowing what he was doing, Mu Xiyao slapped his wrist lightly, and as expected, Zong Zhenglin was happy to let him go. At this time, his arrow was on the string, and it would be miserable if he couldn’t send it out.

Reaching out his little hand and reaching behind him, he stroked the man’s luxuriant hair from his lower abdomen down, hooked it in his hand and gently picked it up, listening to Zong Zhenglin’s hot breath, and sticking to her back like that. Such a cold-hearted man hurriedly called out “Jiaojiao”, frantically getting along with her and Hehuan.

His Royal Highness became emotional, fearing that few women could resist.

Mu Xiyao’s eyes were tightly closed, and he followed him into confusion. Zong Zheng Lin’s palm wrapped around his bulging children’s grandchildren’s bags, and when he was most important, he rubbed it so softly…

With a muffled sound, the crab claw orchid, which had been swaying for a long time on the table, finally endured. She couldn’t help the Sixth Highness’s attack, so she fell straight down, and the bottom of the porcelain pot shattered. Fortunately, the root system of the whole flower was intact.

Tiaoji’s four feet trembled violently, and the main room roared and groaned, and finally fell silent.

“Hmm!” A muffled groan touched the depths of her, the man’s back stiffened, his hands tightly wrapped around her waist, and the two were so close together, Jun’s face seemed to be relieved and indulged.

“Beautiful, really beautiful.” I don’t know if it is to praise her style, or praise her for her inner beauty.

In this incident caused by the conversation, how many conspiracies were revealed, but it is difficult for others to know. The Sixth Highness Zong Zhenglin had Zhizhu in his hand. Following the great victory of Gita in the Battle of Mobei, a bigger game of chess followed, which was already opened by him, taking the corner to start the game.

[End of This Chapter]