"My beloved concubine, you should also be like me, tear my clothes first, then kiss me... and touch me... and then..."

——A hot language made Xiyin's face turn red as peach petals, and the beauty was full of temptation. Seeing that Ouyang Liefeng really took his hand and began to move, Xiyin suddenly felt a little shy and angry, and pulled back his hand and said angrily.

"Ouyang Liefeng, do you want to be so shameless?"

Ouyang Liefeng lay on his side beside Xiyin, holding his beautiful face with one hand, looking at Xiyin with a burning look, and flew his long fingers into Xiyin's shirt, gently pinching and kneading, and softly.

"Love concubine, how can this be called shameless? The joy of the boudoir between husband and wife, and the saying of the beloved concubine has changed its taste."

"And, I just told you to tell me that I tore your clothes and kissed your body...so you..."

"Bang..."

When he slapped him down, a loud sound came from Ouyang Liefeng's chest, but the next moment he was caught by Ouyang Liefeng and hugged him in his arms and kissed him wildly.

"My beloved concubine, I'm already in pain, do you have the heart to bear it?"

Xiyin heard Ouyang Liefeng's words and turned purple, but she lowered her eyes and looked at Ouyang Liefeng's body. Ouyang Liefeng looked at Xiyin, who was already red to the ears, and smiled charmingly, then pulled Xiyin's hand and stroked something of her.

When she was touched by her tender long fingers, the flames in Ouyang Liefeng's body began to burn, so she turned over and turned behind Xiyin, holding up Xiyin's pretty buttocks...

...

...

Then the ambiguity filled the entire palace. When the wind blew and the gauze curtain floated, only Xiyin's whispering sound and Ouyang Liefeng's roar...

After one hour,

The main hall finally returned to peace. Ouyang Liefeng looked at Xiyin who was already asleep with a hundredfold spirit, leaned over and kissed her on the face, then got up and ordered someone to come in to serve the dressing.

Then he told the palace maids to take good care of the imperial concubines, and then walked out of the main hall with great strides...

"So I will meet the emperor."

Just as Ouyang Liefeng was about to leave Qionglu Palace, a silver bell sounded suddenly. Ouyang Liefeng was stunned. When his sharp eyes shot away, he saw a figure that seemed to be familiar.

"May I have your name?"

When did strangers get in Qionglu Palace? Xiyin has always been cautious in using people, and no one knows the truth will not use them. What's wrong with her today?

"My servant is named Mu Yan."

Only then did Ouyang Liefeng remember that she met this palace maid at the gate of the palace last time, but she seemed to be a disciple brought by the wizard and witch. Why would she give up such deep cultivation and stay in the palace as a palace maid? She was very persistent. Seeing that Xiyin was kind-hearted and left her behind.

"Why do you want to stay in the palace...and you are still a palace maid..."

When Mu Yan heard that the red clouds floated up on his face, he looked up at Ouyang Liefeng shyly, then quickly lowered his head, pursed his lips and smiled.

"I just want to stay in the palace and serve the empress well and the emperor, and I am already satisfied."

——If another emperor saw this love and scene, he would definitely feel aroused. He walked up and helped her up with his own hands, and then he would be favored by him all the way.

But Ouyang Liefeng didn't dare and didn't want to do so at this moment, because he felt that it was very foolish to make his beloved angry and hurt the dragon fetus when he was pregnant, so he just nodded and turned around and strode away.

The moment Mu Yan saw Ouyang Liefeng turn around, tears in his eyes overflowed, and he stayed in the palace with joy, wanting to approach the emperor, let the emperor favor him, and then be appointed as a concubine, but he never thought that when he met the emperor twice, the emperor walked away coldly.

When tears fell, Mu Yan suddenly cried and turned around and ran away...

Xia Jing happened to come out of the hall and saw Mu Yan crying, so he followed him. Mu Yan ran back to his wing room and lay on the bed and started crying.

Hearing the sound of someone opening the door, Mu Yan immediately sat up and stood up properly.

Xia Jing looked at the stubborn Mu Yan with some anger, rushed to her side, and scolded her with some stern reprimand.

"I told you not to stay in the palace. Why do you have to take this risk? How can you touch the emperor's heart?"

Mu Yan's tears immediately fluttered down again, pounced into Xia Jing's arms, cried moaningly, looked up at Xia Jing with an angry look, and Mu Yan said with some anger.

"I just like the emperor, I just like the emperor, I must marry the emperor."

After saying that, Mu Yan suddenly raised his head, held Quantitle tightly and looked at Xia Jing seriously.

"Muge, do you believe it or not? One day, I will definitely marry the emperor and make the emperor like me alone."

Xia Jing's face turned pale when she heard this. Mu Yan was very independent since she was a child and was very stubborn. What she believed was that nothing would change.

And since she has stayed in the palace, she will feel that the first step has been successful and she will be even more successful in the future.

When Xia Jing thought of this, Lise flashed by, reached out and grabbed Mu Yan's arm, dragged her into the inside, and then warned in a low voice.

"I warn you not to hurt the imperial concubine, she is a good person."

"snort--"

Mu Yan pouted his mouth and refused to reply, but his tone was full of anger. Xia Jing sighed irritably and walked towards the door. Just say everything, she insisted on what to do, but she saw Mu Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Xia Jing.

"Muge, aren't you a big man who always holds the name of eunuch?"

Xia Jing stopped suddenly, her face looked even worse than before. Just in the blink of an eye, she suddenly felt that the figure in front of her flashed, and Xia Jing had already flashed in front of her.

"Bang..."

A made Mu Yan look like stars. Xia Jing pointed at Mu Yan in anger and couldn't help but roar with anger.

"Mu Yan, you can do whatever you want, but as long as you don't harm the imperial concubine, but if you show me my identity, I will definitely not let you go."

"snort--"

After saying that, Xia Jing no longer looked at Mu Yan, who was crying with grievances, and strode away from her wing room, leaving only Mu Yan, who fell on the bed and cried with grievances.

——When I returned to Xiyin’s hall, Xiyin had already risen, and Caidie was waiting for Xiyin to take a shower and change clothes... Xia Jing and Dongyue Hou were outside.

Seeing that Xia Jing looked bad, Dong Yue stepped forward and asked softly.
Chapter completed!