"My beloved concubine is so well-behaved today, she knows she is coming to welcome me." Emperor Mingcheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, revealing his appreciation for Qinghuan's beauty in his black eyes. His deep eyes spread from her long black hair to her delicate collarbone and plump breasts. His eyes stayed in the deep cleavage for a while, and then looked along the bright red gauze at his slender waist and round pink buttocks.

Such women and such beauties should belong to the emperor.

Qinghuan was not ashamed to hear the jokes in Emperor Ming Cheng's words, and stepped forward to hook his arm and said, "If I don't come, I'm afraid the emperor's heart will be hooked away!"

Emperor Mingcheng said with a funny look: "My heart is all on you now, who can hook me away?" As he said that, he lowered his head and gently kissed Qinghuan's hair, his thin lips lingering on his soft and silky long hair. He really loved this woman's every frown and smile, and even her hair made him feel excited.

"That's hard to say. A saint who is beyond the world, a graceful and charming talent... I don't look at the emperor, but this heart will not fall." Qinghuan said half-true and half-falsely.

Obviously, Emperor Mingcheng was very fond of her jealousy. He smiled lowly, pinched his fatal waist, rubbed his fingertips with his soft skin, and said ambiguously: "I just want to die on you, I don't look down on others." His appetite was so stingy, he liked the bright peony, the little white flower, and so on. He doesn't like it now.

Only when I had never seen the beautiful country of peony before was fascinated by the weeds with a strong character. Now that I have tasted the appearance of peony, how can I still be moved by others? Emperor Mingcheng reached out and touched Qinghuan's belly, with some regrets: "I planted here day and night, why can't I jump out of a doll?"

Upon hearing this, Qinghuan glanced at him without hesitation: "Does the emperor think having a baby mean planting vegetables?" He also planted the plantings, would this person speak?

Emperor Mingcheng hugged Qinghuan and tried to please: "Yes, yes, yes, I said the wrong thing. My beloved concubine, let's go back to the palace to settle it?" As he spoke, his eyes were already scorching from head to toe from Qinghuan to look at her from head to toe, wishing she could swallow her whole body. She really fascinated him, making him want to stick to her all the time. "I love your little feet to death."

Qinghuan beat him shamelessly and annoyed: "You are shameless!"

"Yes, yes, I'm shameless." Emperor Mingcheng admitted without caring. If he could taste the scent of last night, he would dare to respond if he said he was a dog emperor. "I'll serve me like I did yesterday later? I miss you so much."

As he said that, his eyes looked at Qinghuan's tender white feet wrapped in embroidered shoes without a trace. After a while, Emperor Mingcheng directly picked up Qinghuan. His favorite small tender feet were reluctant to let it walk, so he should work harder and hold it.

Qinghuan was not shy either. He hugged Emperor Mingcheng's neck openly to prevent himself from falling off. He glanced at the weak willow in white clothes from the corner of his eyes and said, "Emperor, this white looks bad. You have to issue an order in the future to make everyone shook around in white. If you don't pay attention in the middle of the night, you really look like a ghost!"

Emperor Mingcheng followed Qinghuan's gaze and said, "You really don't know what you think is that he looks so ghostly. Isn't you sick this night?"

Guangde took the order and quickly carried Wuliu over and threw it at Emperor Mingcheng's feet. Even when he fell, Wuliu controlled his expression and movements, and tried his best to give Emperor Mingcheng a good impression. But who is Guangde? He is the guard with swords in front of the imperial guard and the master of the big inner world. This throw is like throwing garbage, and Wuliu's butt almost fell into four petals.

Chuchu Keren, whom she had prepared, was useless. When she looked up, she saw Qinghuan looking at her with a smile. Ruolu felt a deep heart. Her original intention was to seduce the emperor, but she never thought that she would meet Concubine Shu. If she knew her true intention... With Concubine Shu's cruelty, she would be very likely to be killed by a stick!

During this period, the weak willow, who was afraid of Qinghuan's revenge and had been a human being with his tail, finally waited for this opportunity, but who would have thought that he would be destroyed by Qinghuan? He was both hated and afraid. He hated Qinghuan for monopolizing the emperor and refused to separate himself, and was afraid that Qinghuan would turn against him and took his life ruthlessly. In a dilemma, before she could speak, Emperor Mingcheng spoke: "Is it necessary to curse me to die when I dressed in this color at night?" Before he died, the women in the harem began to wear mourning?!

This was so serious that Ruo Liu Hua was so handsome that he knelt down and kowtowed and said he didn't dare. Emperor Mingcheng snorted her, too lazy to see her. He couldn't remember who she was, so he hugged Qinghuan and turned around and left.

Qinghuan didn't say anything mocking Wu Liu from beginning to end, but Wu Liu just felt that she was being completely trampled under her feet. She gritted her teeth and hated her so much that she grabbed a handful of soil on the ground with both hands and rubbed it hard, as if it was Qinghuan's flesh.

This time, I will have to pass through Ganquan Palace. Emperor Mingcheng was strong and was not tired at all with Qinghuan. However, he felt that Jinxiu Palace was too far from his bedroom. He would waste much time intimacy with his beloved concubine when he ran away every day? Thinking of this, Emperor Mingcheng lowered his head and asked, "Can you move to the Golden Dragon Palace tomorrow?"

Qinghuan lazily poked his strong chest muscles: "That is your bedroom, your concubine is unreasonable to move over."

Emperor Mingcheng felt that his beloved concubine was really not like a polite person: "It's just decided, you'll move here tomorrow. I've had enough of it and I can only be with you for a few hours every day."

"It's enough for the emperor to make the decision." Qing Huan said indifferently. She blinked her watery eyes and signaled Emperor Mingcheng to look forward.

Emperor Ming Cheng looked over and three black lines slid down his forehead: "What's wrong with this? They all wear white clothes. Do you really think I'm dead?"

He had a bad temper, and he was holding a beautiful woman in red in his arms. When he went to see the beautiful woman in white, he couldn't help but feel comparative. The enthusiasm in his arms was as hot as fire, and the coldness over there was as cold as the moon. For a moment, he couldn't tell which one was better.

Beauty is always something that people love. But before Emperor Mingcheng could intoxicate with Lan Ruo's beauty, there was a severe pain in his waist. When he lowered his head, the beauty in red looked at him with a smile, but the force of pinching him in his hand was quite strong, so it must have been blue there.

I have to let my beloved concubine lick and kiss him later, otherwise he will never compromise.

He wanted to pretend to be angry, but unfortunately he was just a paper tiger, so Qinghuan was not afraid of him. Not only that, he was pinched and was not angry, but he even screamed: "Okay, look, do you?" asked with a smile, soft and soft, and his beautiful eyes were about to drip out of water, but Emperor Mingcheng was hanging in his heart. If he really said it was good, the little woman would kick him immediately. "Not good-looking, how can I compare to my beloved concubine's charming and beautiful?"

Qinghuan sneered: "Your Majesty, don't force me. If the emperor is moved, I will go back to Jinxiu Palace tonight to rest."

"Don't force it, no force." Emperor Mingcheng lamented in his heart. This little ancestor, but he just took this trick. Seeing her angry look was extremely cute, he felt that even if he wanted to dig out his heart and give it to her, he would not hesitate. "Let's go back to Jinxiu Palace and clean up, and move to the Golden Dragon Palace tonight."

Qinghuan was about to speak, but a gentle voice came. Even though the person was right in front of him, the voice seemed to be in the clouds and was so nice. What was most attractive was that this cold voice had a hint of temptation. Not to mention a man, even Qinghuan couldn't help but feel moved after hearing it.

Her first reaction was to see Emperor Mingcheng. She thought that this stallion would show her beauty, but she didn't expect that he would stare at her intently.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for opening the [Huangying Out of the Valley] skill. The current emperor's devotion is -5. Please cheer up the host] Why is it still -5?! Lan Ruo was a little anxious. Her eyes and Huangying Out of the Valley have used both her Qiu Shui eyes. Why is the emperor still unwilling to look at her? Seeing Emperor Mingcheng looking at Shufei in his arms with tenderness and sweetness, Lan Ruo felt a sense of jealousy in his heart. She... also wants to have the most noble man in the world! She is the most unique, far more suitable for him than the fool Shufei!

So she made up her mind and activated the fragrant piaopiao skill.

[Ding! The host has activated the [Scent of Fragrance] skill. If you cannot successfully serve the bed with fragrance tonight, the cooling time will be increased to 30 days] This is a great punishment. Kelan Ruo is cruel and still uses it. So a seductive fragrance gradually spread in the air. Qinghuan's nose was sensitive and she smelled it first. Her eyes rolled, hooked Emperor Mingcheng's neck, and kissed him in a tangled mouth and tongue, and gave him a refreshing breath. After a while, she stayed in Emperor Mingcheng's arms as if nothing had happened.

Emperor Mingcheng had eaten Qinghuan's saliva for many times. He smacked his lips with endless aftertaste. He felt that his beloved concubine's fragrance soft tongue made his lips and teeth smell fragrant, and he lingered. He really wanted to die on this charming little beauty. How could he smell the fragrance of other women? The most important thing is that after he got used to the smell of his beloved concubine, other fragrances always made him feel nauseous...

Fearing that he would spit it out in front of his beloved concubine and destroy his wise and powerful image, Emperor Mingcheng hurriedly hugged Qinghuan and walked away, and almost ran away. Qinghuan put his head on Emperor Mingcheng's shoulders, looked at Lan Ruo with a surprised face from afar, and showed a smug smile without any concealment.

If Lan Ruo was just jealous of Qinghuan before, then this smile successfully made her resentful towards Qinghuan. This woman... is simply a stumbling block on her own road to success! No matter what, she must successfully win the heart of the emperor and become the queen, otherwise... she will die, she will definitely die!
Chapter completed!