Eighty-sixth bowl of soup (five)

When the Regent came in, he saw the emperor who had always paid attention to his image and wanted to carry the dragon chaise with him. He was wearing a red skirt and was looking at the dragon bed. Under the skirt were two white and tender calves that looked like lotus nodes. He was wearing a string of bells on his ankles, and his toenails were covered with bright red cherry pills. It looked very attractive. Maybe it was because the weather was hot, and the skirt was not well worn, and it was loosely placed on his shoulders, and the shoulders were exposed. At this moment, she was looking for something from the basket she was holding in her arms. When the Regent approached, he found that there were all kinds of nuts inside. She picked out the ones she liked to eat, and threw them back.

The first time I saw her like this, for the sake of safety, the emperor never showed excessive preference for certain foods.

Qinghuan was immersed in the world of searching for little walnuts, and didn't hear footsteps at all. She hummed a song and kicked her legs until a pair of black soap boots stopped in front of her before she raised her head. There was no surprise or embarrassment at all: "Little Uncle!"

Even the emperor’s uncle didn’t call him, what a good uncle is, it’s really... what kind of style?

"Do you want to eat?" She raised her hand. Between her fingers was a peeled walnut. Unlike her toenails, the nails on these small hands were round and neat, without too much decoration, but because of this, the foods that were made of the plain white jade hand seemed much more delicious.

The Regent didn't say anything, Qinghuan stood barefoot on the ground and stuffed the walnut kernels to his mouth. The Regent was about to avoid it, but her little hand that threw away the basket was wrapped around her thin waist, looking like I wouldn't give up if you didn't eat it. As soon as she opened her mouth, Qinghuan ate the walnut himself. The Regent frowned slightly. Before she could speak, her naked little feet stepped on his satin boots, and then stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

This was their first kiss, and they were so pure that they just fed the walnut kernels into his mouth, then they skipped the water and stopped when they saw it was good.

If she hadn't been stepping on his instep, if she hadn't handed over all the weight to him, the Regent would have retreated far away! I didn't know if the walnut kernels in his mouth were to be chewed or spit out, but for a long time, he swallowed them without even chewing them. Because his handsome face turned red, he couldn't tell whether he was angry or shy.

But Qinghuan even asked him: "Is it delicious?"

He held a tiger face, pinched her waist with both hands and pulled the person down from his body and put it on the dragon bed, and then wanted to preach, but when he saw her smiling expression, he felt that it might be useless to say it. But despite this, he still wanted to say it. "Your Majesty."

"Yes." Big eyes looked at him brightly, as if looking forward to his next lecture.

The Regent took a breath, "You must pay attention to your identity-"

"If you are with you, I'm just your woman." Qinghuan said for granted.

The Regent refused to admit that his heart began to beat again because of this sentence. He tried hard to maintain his unchanged facial expression. "I am here today-"

"I know, do you want this?" Qing Huan smiled sweetly and took out the jade pendant from under the pillow like a magic trick. "This is left to you by your parents, so you want to go back, right?"

"Since your Majesty knows-"

"Anyway, I want to give it to me now, so I will keep it well." Qinghuan was so cunning that she stuffed the jade pendant from her neck to her bellyband in front of the Regent. The green jade pendant complemented the snow-white skin, which was particularly charming. She seemed to have a feminine look overnight, which was something that the emperors of the past had never shown. The Regent's gaze fell from Qinghuan's slender neck to her chest. She had no breasts tied, and her skirt was not decent, with a soft breast half exposed, and her pink face was full of determination, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

The place where the jade pendant is...

His breath was stable, and there was no slight fluctuation on his face: "Your Majesty shouldn't be so willful-"

Qinghuan always interrupts her words: "If I am not willful, you will not come to see me again. If you want to return this jade pendant, it won't work, but I can compensate you for something else."

Before the Regent could understand what she meant, Qinghuan took his hand a few steps forward and fell backwards - she was pressed under the man's body, and the mature and delicate body of the woman seemed out of place and perfectly fitting with the man's strong masculinity.

The Regent was silent for about a few seconds before he gritted his teeth and said, "You..." and even drugged again.

It’s not called Your Majesty anymore, so that it looks familiar. Qinghuan smiled cleverly and waved her hand to put down the tent. After the morning court, she finished the folds and used lunch. After getting up, she took a fragrant petal bath and changed into a new skirt. Although it was late, he was late, it was fine, so there was no need to leave.

What are you doing to do with so many useless things? It’s straightforward and effective. The most important thing is that she also needs it. The Regent is noble and upright, handsome and has a good figure. She is the protagonist in this world now, why doesn’t she obey herself?

"If you want a jade pendant, I will give it to you if you can take it."

She knew that he had been in the army for many years and had a strong resistance to most drugs, but this time she used not ordinary things, but carefully developed spices that would not affect the body and enjoy it. The most important thing is that they were designed for men.

She wanted to make him realize in the emperor's bedroom that he wanted that there was never a person she wanted. Since God was destined to be the regent and the empress, no one should break it up.

The tent is hazy and outsiders cannot see clearly. They only see a pair of dragon and phoenix candles wrapped around the table, lit from straight and high, ignited by flames, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, and completely intertwined in a burning manner, accompanied by the flames, they were swallowed slowly and firmly. After a night, they turned into candles and still snuggled together.

...

At this point, the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice. The Regent wanted to deny it again, and his strong sense of responsibility would not allow him to do so.

He hugged the beauty who was still sleeping in his arms. He sighed softly, thinking that she could have suffered a great loss this time. At such a tragic price, what else could he have planned for her? Could it be that a million troops? Half of the tiger talisman is indeed in his hands. Could it be that she wants this?

The woman's delicate body was warm and smooth, and she looked particularly intimate when she was dating his skin. Even in her sleep, she hugged his waist and her little face pressed against his chest. From the perspective of the Regent, she could only see Qinghuan's peaceful eyelashes like butterflies and her moisturized white and red face.

He couldn't help but stroke her hair, and the black hair like a waterfall poured on the beautiful white jade back, and his fingers could easily pass through the hair. He had never approached her like this before, and she refused, and he would not let go of blasphemy. Now the two are the closest people in the world, and the Regent's hand was uncontrollably stroked over and over again, until it seemed that he woke her up before he could barely stop.

...Are you going to wake up? Will there be any conspiracy? He was looking forward to her waking up, and hoped that she could stay quiet in his arms. Such contradictory thoughts could drive people crazy.

Qinghuan just rubbed his scarred chest, pressed his palm on his heart, rubbed it up to his face, rubbed it a few times, and asked with a deep sleepiness: "Why don't you continue?"

The Regent didn't understand, so she took his hand and put it on her head, so he realized that she wanted him to give Shunmao.

I stroked it again, my eyes were not sure how gentle it was.

It was not until dawn that it was morning court, but no palace servant came in and shouted, and there was no movement outside. It was already dawn, but it was quiet as if it was last night.

Qinghuan finally woke up slowly. She covered her mouth and yawned without regard for her image. She raised her upper body from the quilt and from the Regent's arms, without any inch. The Regent's face warmed up quietly, and she fell back dejectedly, putting her hands around his neck: "Well..."

The Regent waited nervously for her next words, would he ask him to do something for her based on the reality of husband and wife? Or...

Before he could finish his random thoughts, he heard the emperor's soft and sleepy voice: "I'm hungry..."

It turns out that I'm hungry - wait, hungry?

For a moment, he was ridiculous, "Your Majesty."

"Don't call your Majesty, it doesn't sound nice at all." Qinghuan put his chin on his shoulder, and the two of them were still pressing against him, so she hugged in his arms. "Don't call my name either, it was taken by my father and mother. I'm not a man."

Yes, she didn't even have a name that really belonged to her. The late emperor thought she was the legitimate prince and gave her a name full of hope. The words given by the Empress Dowager also warned her to remember her identity. She was the noble of the nineteenth prince, but she didn't even have a name.

Qinghuan said this not to ask the Regent to pity her. She never loved her partner and regarded herself as a weak person who needed protection. She just wanted him to realize a fact that she was completely different from the empress in the past, and it can be seen from her name. "Call me Qinghuan."

He slowly wrote these two words on his chest. "I will only call you."

Such a deep affection and tenderness, it really means that the man's soul is gone. The Regent thought that if she had been like this before, then he would have been eaten without any bones left. Who can refuse her gentle kiss and request? "Qing... Huan."

"Little uncle." She called him again. "You can continue to be angry with me, you must not ignore me. Otherwise, I can see you in the palace."

If he really wanted to hide, she wouldn't be able to find him. After all, this emperor had to be appropriate. He went to the border or his land at will, and it would be difficult to see him again. Therefore, Qinghuan asked for his promise: "You must stay in the capital and stay by my side."
Chapter completed!