Chapter 518: The Unprecedented Desire Countless Times in One Night
One night, sleepless.
So is the Song of Songs.
Xuanyuan Yongling, too!
Yage was upset and lost sleep because Xuanyuan Yongling was in another woman's bed.
And Xuanyuan Yongling, because of his unprecedented desire, took Hu Guiren's body countless times in one night.
Finally I got tired and wanted to close my eyes and rest.
It's already dawn.
When changing the emperor's clothes, Fang Ji was obviously unhappy.
Xuanyuan Yongling saw it, but didn't care.
It wasn't until he left the Feihong Hall that he gave the order: "Fang Ji, immediately allocate people. Hu Guiren is not allowed to take even a step out of the Feihong Hall. I tell others about my imperial edict and order the queen to reflect on her mistakes. She is also not allowed to leave the Fenghuang Hall without my permission."
Huan Palace, then surround the Leng Palace with people and kill all the people inside!"
"According to the order!" Fang Ji took a deep breath of cold air, knowing that this matter was serious.
After finishing the explanation, Xuanyuan Yongling boarded the royal chariot and went to Wenxuan Hall for the morning.
In my mind, Meng Ningxiang's domineering face emerged.
The next second, Yaya's voice sounded again: "Yong Ling, when Emperor Chen Hua left, she told me to take good care of her daughter. The queen is lonely and helpless in this palace. Jing Tuoye of Zhizi Mansion and her also
They can be regarded as relatives, so why not..."
Yaya, Yaya, what kind of person are you?
You actually indulged the queen like this?
By doing this, you are instigating Queen Hongxing to cheat on you, and you are betraying me. Have you ever thought about it?
Or do you not care about my reputation at all?
I already only love you, why do you have to abandon my concubines one by one like this?
Can such a big scandal like a fire in the backyard be covered up like this?
He knew very well that Hu Guiren's informant must have been deliberately arranged by someone.
conspiracy!
He shook his head, troubled.
Time flies by, as if in an instant, those youth and love are like yesterday's flowers.
Under the pressure of thick frost, it withered quietly.