"Mother Concubine Rong has arrived! Concubine Rong has arrived!"
The guard outside the bedroom made a loud announcement, as if he was deliberately reminding the people in the bedroom.
"Zhang Zui! You actually brought trouble to me!"
A cold mezzo-soprano commanded sternly, followed by a few crackling sounds, and the guard guarding the gate immediately had his cheeks red and swollen.
The body that rolled and twitched on the bed immediately stopped. He hurriedly withdrew from the woman's body, crawled to the bed, grabbed the clothes scattered on the floor and quickly put them on.
The woman's face was even more pale. She couldn't tie the rope of her bellyband with shaking hands. The man saw it and hurriedly helped her tie it.
But it was too late! The moment before the door was knocked open, the man stuffed the woman, who had no time to put on her clothes, under the bed, including her clothes!
With a "bump" sound, the carved door was kicked open!
"My child meets his mother and concubine!"
The man shook his body and trembled, kowtowing to the woman who walked in with a graceful appearance.
I saw that the woman was in her early thirties, but her well-maintained face had no wrinkles at all and remained very delicate and smooth. She looked like a young woman in her twenties at most.
Fengyun Pingting was dressed in a lotus-colored palace attire, and the golden peacock on her head swayed as she moved.
"Come out bitch!"
Concubine Rong passed over the man kneeling on the ground, the eldest prince Helian Qingrui, and walked towards the bedroom.
"Reporting to my concubine, the child is the only one here, and the child is taking a nap!"
Concubine Rong looked at the clothes Helian Qingrui was wearing randomly, and she looked as if she had just climbed out of bed.
From the thin curtains, no one else could be seen in the bedroom, but the ambiguous atmosphere in the room that was unique after pleasure was so familiar to her that she could no longer be familiar with it. She thought that when she was young, the emperor was not the same.
"My dear! It's not that the mother concubine won't marry you Ping'er, but the identity of palace maid Ping'er can only be a concubine forever, and you don't have a concubine yet, how can you take a concubine first? Let her be your bed maid now.
Girl, if you have the opportunity to please your princess in the future, the princess may make her your concubine, do you know?"
Concubine Rong's sharp eyes glanced at the bed cover in front of the bed, where a piece of clothing was still vaguely exposed. She slightly twitched the corner of her lips and smiled coldly, without breaking it, and continued.