In the end, Qin Huairou came forward to rescue the siege banquet.

In the Millennium Palace, it is still gorgeous and rigorous, with the atmosphere of the head of the six palaces.

Crazy...

The sound like a faucet sounded, and Qin Huairou exclaimed, then looked at Zhou Jian who was drunk and urinating everywhere and couldn't laugh or cry. He was wearing his own palace.

Only Zhou Jian dares to do this in the world, but Zhou Jian can do it.

She didn't dislike it, so she hurried over and helped her with a beautiful jade hand. This scene was enough to surprise men all over the world, and even the beauty was not as good as this level of level as she was drunk!

"Your Majesty, are you getting better?" Qin Huairou asked gently, her white fox-like face was full of love, just like a lost treasure, and she was afraid of melting when she held it in her mouth.

It is difficult to have such a wife without this era.

"Himmer!" Zhou Jian burped, and the effect of the wine made him temporarily forget about the Western Regions Loupe, only knowing that the person in front of him was his queen.

When her head tilted, it leaned on her collarbone, and then she reached out to take off her clothes and buried her head inside.

Qin Huairou's face changed, and then she couldn't laugh or cry. She knew that it was about to start.

"You retreat, Your Majesty has the care of this palace." She quickly sent other palace maids to retreat first.

"Yes!" The palace maids quickly retreated.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, let me help you in first and change your clothes."

"I won't leave, I will let you go later, okay?"

"Your Majesty, be obedient, look at the steps..." Qin Huairou spoke one after another, making many people envy such an emperor and empress.

In this way, she supported Zhou Jian and staggered back to the Millennium Palace. She was so tired that she still hooked her toes on the door.

In the bedroom, the warmth was as warm as before, and the lights were so nice, leaving only two people.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Zhou Jian pulled Qin Huairou and chewed him wildly. Qin Huairou also knew what his temper was, so he let him go, with his dexterous hands around and was still helping him change his clothes.

It took a long time to finish the clothes, but Zhou Jian fell asleep while kissing!

Qin Huairou wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that His Majesty is so drunk that he won't keep so much saliva.

She shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were delighted and she finally came back.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed and she saw the complex and crisscrossing scars on Zhou Jianshuo's body, which was shocking, and some of them had not even completely healed.

Her eyes were frozen, shocked. How much injury was she suffered? Why did no one report back?

In an instant, her beautiful eyes turned red and she lay on Zhou Jian's body and sobbed quietly. If she could, she would rather be the one who was injured!

Her fingers stroked every inch of the scar, and every time she passed through a pothole, her heart would tuggle!

In the quiet bedroom and in the tent of the tent, her sob lasted for a long time before she could barely stop. She even swallowed and comforted herself: "If you survive a great disaster, you will have good fortune. If you survive a great disaster, you will have good fortune."

At this time, Zhou Jian seemed to feel something, opened his eyes slightly, and called out half-dream and half-awake: "Huairou."

Qin Huairou's plump body trembled. Compared to when she had completely lost her girlish aura, she had a full womanly charm and a motherly temperament, but she was never out of the ordinary.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Your Majesty? Do you want water to drink?" She immediately wiped the tears and asked gently when she pressed them beside her.

Zhou Jian was broken, and the subconscious was talking at all, and he said intermittently: "Separate, separate..."
Chapter completed!