It rained all night, and Murong Qiulian stood guard in the rain, silently protecting the woman in the tent who slept all night.

Perhaps it was because Murong Qiulian's aura always surrounded the woman. The woman slept very peacefully at night, and she never woke up even once. It was the most peaceful night for a woman since the beginning of the Maqiao war.

The rain continued until it got bright and then stopped quietly.

Murong Qiulian's soaked clothes dripped like bead curtains, pattering on the brick surface of the guard tower, beating the tranquility of the early morning at night.

"master!!"[

Minghe woke up early in the morning and saw Murong Qiulian, who was in tears due to the rain. He let out a scream, flew through the air and flew down from the guard tower, and rushed back to the camp to get a change of clothes for Murong Qiulian.

When Lingwan saw Murong Qiulian's wet appearance, she respectfully invited Murong Qiulian into the tent and lit a brazier of charcoal to keep Murong Qiulian warm.

The Queen woke up from her sweet dream when she heard the crackling sound of charcoal sparks. She saw Murong Qiulian's still dripping clothes, waved her hand, and said in confusion, "Come here, I will warm you up."

"It's okay, I'll be done in a moment."

There was no clean spot on his body, and when he got on top of a woman's chariot, he was not allowed to be kicked off by her? Murong Qiulian didn't want to be treated ruthlessly like being kicked off the queen's chariot.

"Not coming?"

The Queen raised her eyebrows and ordered in the direction outside the tent: "Lingwan, take off Master Qiulian's clothes and bring them to me."

"Um?"

Murong Qiulian shakes her long hair, is the woman crazy?

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lingwan walked into the tent carrying charcoal. When Murong Qiulian wanted to go around and leave, she reached out and tapped Murong Qiulian's acupuncture points.

"Yan'er, stop making trouble. Can I do it myself?"

The clothes were taken off one by one, and only the last inner shirt was left, which could not be taken off anymore!

Isn't it too shameful to let a man strip himself naked?

Unable to move, Murong Qiulian softly begged for mercy from the collapsed woman.

"Two choices, should I do it for you, or should Lingwan do it for you?"

The Queen stretched out two fingers leisurely on the couch. At the same time, Lingwan had torn off Murong Qiulian's last piece of underwear and threw it into the charcoal brazier. Only a pair of silk and brocade boots were left.

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"Yan'er, you don't mean what you say."

I want to cry, I really want to cry.[

What kind of choice is this? Women are just stalling for time!

Murong Qiulian felt that the woman was being too cruel to him now!

"Haha, Lingwan's hands were too quick. Does it matter whether we reached a conclusion after talking to me? Lingwan, come up!"

The queen put on her outer blouse and turned her body sideways, placing all the blame on Lingwan.

"Master Lian, don't blame the emperor, it's Lingwan who is quick. Lingwan will punish herself and prepare breakfast for the two masters!"

Lingwan is also a smart person and understands the principle of running away quickly when the situation is bad.

Murong Qiulian looked at the man's figure quickly retreating outside the tent, stretched out his arms to scratch, but in vain.

The man who had done bad things and was singing along with the Queen and the man who was dealing with him had already run away.

Woohoo! He was bullied by these bad masters and servants!

"Why is your body so cold? Did you get wet outside all night? You just don't know how to cherish typhoid fever? Why don't you put your arms back?"

The wooden platform was very small, and could only accommodate two people lying sideways. Murong Qiulian did not get too close to the woman, fearing that the cool air on his body would freeze the woman's wounds. The queen saw that Murong Qiulian was far away from her, and untied her pajamas.

The buttons of her clothes revealed the woman's warm bosom, which was pressed against Murong Qiulian's back.

The warm and delicate body of her daughter exuded the sweet fragrance of herbs. Murong Qiulian had not slept all night, and at this time, she actually felt a little weak and sleepy.

"Yan'er, if you can do this every day

With her nestled beside him, he felt warm.

As long as she nagged and whispered to him, he could sleep peacefully.

After five years of dreaming about being an emperor, now that he wakes up and sleeps on a woman's couch, Murong Qiulian only feels that the past seems like a dream, not quite real, it is all an empty and fake feeling, no matter how glorious it is, it is like the sun and the moon.
Chapter completed!