"Your Majesty, is your husband

The beauty lying on the slump, except for the splendor of the wind crown, is a jade face that is not stained by the fragrance of rouge and flowers.

At the beginning of the dream, I listened to the vague words of the beauty, and observed that the beauty frowned, relaxed, and smiled lightly, and wondered about an unlikely fact in my mind.

Although they are both men and live in different lifestyles, when it comes to men's thoughts, Mengchu believes that there shouldn't be too many differences.

This royal husband of theirs would not be so bold

In that case, doesn't it count as betraying the Queen?

But with the wisdom of King Xuanzhao, it is impossible for the emperor to have such an opportunity~

If the emperor's husband really had such an experience, and if the queen found out about it one day, oh no, if the queen found out now, wouldn't he, the only remaining servant of the Gengnian Palace, have to be taken away?

After being served with a stick for a while, the little soul would flutter his fan.

Panic imagination, sad consequences.

It was really hard for Mengchu to accept that he had experienced life and death. After struggling in the blood and mud, he was always used as a blood code for Zhenwei by the empress and the emperor's husband. He came from life and died.

If that kind of thing really happened, it would be better to kill him with a knife first, so as to save him from living in the world wondering and worrying.

"You all go down, I can do it myself."

Before leaving the court early in the morning, an internal report was received. The imperial husband was frightened and fainted in the palace. He was so anxious that she had no intention of going to court.

After the court affairs were over, she canceled the state affairs she had to deal with throughout the day and postponed it for one day, just to be with this young man who didn't care about his image in front of her, but yet won her heart.

she

She couldn't tell what kind of emotion led her to put aside all the important things and come to the Gengnian Palace. The queen just felt that as if she saw the young man's face and knew that the young man was not seriously injured, then her heart could

Calm down and feel relieved.

What kind of feeling is this?

Among all the men in the palace who married into the palace to consolidate national power, would she meet a man that she fell in love with?

Will fate allow her to have such good luck?

The Queen sat on the edge of the cave, her eyes fixed on the young man's pure white face, gazing deeply and silently.

"Yes, I respect your orders!"

If the emperor's husband hadn't suddenly fainted, Mengchu would have continued to kneel on the ground to serve the emperor.

Taking advantage of the moment when the emperor's husband fainted, he rubbed his knees that were already bleeding on the ground. Mengchu bowed to the queen, followed the queen's accompanying palace attendants, and walked out of the palace together, no longer obstructing the queen and her husband.

A time for the royal husband to whisper.

"Liang'er, in the palace

Yesterday, she came to see him.

He was lying on the couch and she was sitting in front of it.

Today, she came to see him again.

He was still lying on the collapse, and she was still sitting in front of the collapse.

Such a familiar and identical scene made the Queen couldn't help but think of everything that happened to her and the man lying on the bed on the bed yesterday.

Her delicate and plump body is filled with elastic skin that is moist and smooth like gas. When her fingertips lightly touch such a body, an invisible heat will arise in her heart, trying to suppress her.
Chapter completed!