In the Xuyan Palace, in the pool made of jade, the man sat lazily on the edge of the lying, his deep eyes hidden in the curling smoke, missing, the ambiguous beam of light emitted from the palace lanterns crawled over his bronze-colored spine, with a cold expression and a slightly raised back of his head, enjoying the rare leisure, and the crystal clear water droplets meander down the sexy and prominent Adam's apple, like the lips of the girl, kissing the texture in a tiny inch.

Yingwei's body was not as weak as Su Mengdie imagined. His two pectoral muscles were very obvious. In the relaxed state, the six-pack abdominal muscles were still visible. Long ink-colored hair hung in front of him. As the waves rippled, the sword eyebrows straight into the temples, which made the charming eyes more and more vivid. He slowly merged with the eyelids. He found that not only did he feel embarrassed tonight, but he still had a trace of expectation.

When the fatigue was gone, he got up and started scrubbing. There was no one around him. He didn't like to be exposed to others, even if he was a close eunuch.

‘Crash!’

As the man stood up and stepped onto the steps, the water flow floated wildly again.

After a long time, he stood in front of the bronze mirror, his index finger slashed his jaw vigorously, and his bright red robe was put on. The golden dragon crown was inlaid with a bright ruby ​​that embraced the wedding dress. He looked at the handsome face in the mirror for a while, and finally he curled the corners of his lips with satisfaction. He saw that he felt good about himself. He turned around and was about to ask why he hadn't arrived yet, but Zhao Yao looked like he was damn and looked down: "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Yao immediately bent down. His Majesty has become more and more strange recently. Why did he laugh at him?

"I just look at His Majesty's heroic appearance, I deserve to die!" Not to mention, His Majesty is indeed a rare handsome man, calm and elegant, and has a majesty in every move. No wonder the Empress is so obsessed with him. If he is a woman, he will fall in love with His Majesty.

Fu Yunche glared at him, came to the table, and filled a pair of luminous glasses with fine wine, and said impatiently: "Where are people?"

Outside the door, Xiao Gengzi happened to arrive and knelt into the house and reported truthfully: "Report to Your Majesty, the Empress said... I said there is no time tonight!"

The faint smile at the corner of the man's mouth disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes at the slave on the ground in surprise.

Zhao Yao's heart trembled, and without saying a word, he knelt on the ground. Heaven, is the empress forcing His Majesty to kill her? You must know that His Majesty, the king who was waiting for his concubine, was the first to wash his body for nearly a stick of incense for the wedding night. He looked at the mirror and looked like he was praising himself. He couldn't even get over the face here. Why didn't the empress leave even a step for His Majesty?

It's so great to spread it?

‘Bang!’

Sure enough, a man hit the table with a palm, stood up with a long body, narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Come!"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, maybe because General Su is rushing to the border, so the Empress has no intention of seeking pleasure. Your Majesty calms down!" Zhao Yao trembled to smooth things over. He knew that Your Majesty was not an impulsive person, but was just waiting for him as a slave to help him get his face. After thinking hard, he continued to say, "The Empress is also filial, not despising Your Majesty. I remember that in the past, the Empress sat at the gate of Fengyang Palace every day in order to wait for Your Majesty!"

Fu Yunche calmed down his anger, took a deep breath, raised his hand slightly, and stood in front of the door after everyone was sent back. Even so, he shouldn't refuse, right?

Thinking of something, the movement of turning the ring stopped, or Su Mengdie had never admired him at all? But when she thought of what she said on the wedding day, she shook her head again. Could it be that she was shy? Thinking of this, the corner of her lips curled up again: "Zhao Yao, get on Fengyang Palace!"
Chapter completed!