Ming Yihan's eyes swept across the bed, then turned around the room, and finally picked up a valuable blood jade bottle and came to the bed. He gently lifted a corner of the quilt from under Zhiyan's feet. He felt the little man's body tremble, and his big hand holding the blood jade bottle could not help but tremble.

The silk quilt was slowly lifted up, first revealing Yan'er's white and small jade feet, followed by his slender and tight calves, slowly moving upwards, and his white and delicate thighs...

Ming Yihan stared at the deep and deep place like a fire. His body was hot and there was no coolness on his body. He seemed to be in a stove, feeling that he would be burned out in the next second.

The golden silk quilt covered Xiao Yan'er's upper body, leaving only two white thighs. The silk quilt just covered Xiao Yan'er's mysterious area just right, looming, the most fascinating. The faint fragrance of the virgin drifted away, causing the heat all over his body to rise to a peak again, burning uncomfortable.

"Hurry, hurry up!" Her lower body was chilly, and she didn't respond for a long time. Zhiyan couldn't help but urge her, her voice was low and weak. If she hadn't been able to move, she wouldn't throw this person away, and she wouldn't live anymore in the future.

Ming Yihan's eyes trembled, and his expression returned to a hint of clarity. He squatted down and the blood jade bottle came to her. After about two minutes, a drizzle came from his ears...

The voice came out, Zhiyan's little face hidden under the silk quilt was red. She wanted to solve it quickly, but because she had been holding it for too long, she could not help her speed. So one was embarrassed and the other was red. Both of them were uncomfortable.

This process seemed to have been a century. Finally, Zhiyan had finished solving it and breathed a sigh of relief. Ming Yihan took out the blood jade bottle and quickly covered her body with the silk quilt. He held the blood jade bottle in his hand and flashed out of the bedroom.

"God!" Qianhe walked in with food. More than two hours had passed since he sent Yuhen ointment. He had originally agreed to give food in an hour, but when he came in, the emperor was sleeping on the woman's shoulder. Now, the only woman was left in the entire bedroom.

Qianhe's respectful expression changed, and his eyes showed an unhappy look, and his eyes were coldly staring at the cold smoke, whose whole body was buried in the silk quilt.

"He just went out, I'm not hungry now."

Zhiyan lifted the silk quilt, revealing her whole head and two white and smooth arms. She looked at Qianhe with a cold look and said.

"I only follow the instructions of the Lord." Qianhe glanced at Zhiyan lightly. When her eyes touched her two bare arms, her expression changed slightly, but she remained cold and calm.

"Whatever you want!" Zhiyan curled her lips, not wanting to bother with him.

"What are you doing here?" The majestic voice suddenly exploded, and the white shadow in front of you shook. The next second, Ming Yihan appeared beside Zhiyan's bed, and her arms and head exposed to the air were covered with silk quilts.

Zhiyan's lips twitched again and again, but a trace of sweetness rose in her heart.

Qianhe suddenly lowered his head, shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the Emperor would come back at this time. The most terrible thing was that the momentum of the Emperor seemed to tear him apart on the spot, as if he had done something unforgivable. (After looking at Xiao Yan'er's body, it was naturally unforgivable to Ming Yihan's eyes.)

"Without my order, I am not allowed to step here in the future." Ming Yihan said coldly with a look of expression.

"Yes, I'll leave!" Qianhe was overjoyed, responded quickly, and then couldn't wait to go out.

"Shh!" Qianhe let out a long sigh after coming out of the Emperor's bedroom, his fists clenched, and a strand of determination flashed across his red pupils. That woman must not stay, and she flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Qianhe left, and only Ming Yihan and Zhiyan were left in the entire bedroom. Ming Yihan stood beside the bed, holding a clean blood jade bottle in his hand. Zhiyan got out of the silk quilt, her eyes swept over the blood jade bottle, and her little face turned red.
Chapter completed!