In the palace, the candles swayed in Weng Yuying's room in Tianfeng Palace, and the tents kept rippling like water waves. It took a long time to calm down.
In the tent and on the spring bed, Weng and Yuying lay in Yang Haocheng's arms like a little aries, with her starry eyes hazy and her face flushed. She felt the unprecedented impact of the joy of men and women for the first time. For her, this was a rare life experience, and it turned out that being picked by a flower thief was also a kind of happiness.
Weng Yuying snuggled tightly in Yang Haocheng's arms, as if she had become a part of his life.
Indeed, in the realization of traditional Confucianism, once a woman gives her first time, that man is the object of their lifelong stay, otherwise it will be regarded as infidelity.
Weng Yuying is obviously a traditional woman. She asked Yang Haocheng: Who are you?
When asked this, Weng Yuying had already forgotten her identity and forgot that this was the palace.
Women are all very strange animals. Before they are possessed, the arrogance, coldness or reserve discourages men, but once they are possessed, they show amazing docileness.
Men can also get an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in women's meekness.
Yang Haocheng said slightly: Me?!I'm a flower picker.This is a big truth. Yang Haocheng's true flower picking thief, an absolute flower picking thief.
Weng Yuying thought he was joking with him, so the princess chuckled, completely integrated into the role of a little wife. She beat Yang Haocheng's chest with a pink fist and said in a sweet voice: You are a flower-picking thief, you have picked others' hearts... Speaking of this, she suddenly felt shy and buried her face in Yang Haocheng's arms and rubbed it around. After a while, she raised her head and said: But the flower-picking thief also has a name, tell me.
Just like the gentlest lover in the world, Weng Yuying made Yang Haocheng feel happy, and he was as drifting as if he had become an emperor.
Indeed, he is the emperor now, and he enjoys a woman that can only be enjoyed by the emperor.
And it was a woman that the emperor had not had time to enjoy. In this regard, the emperor was still behind him.
However, for Yang Haocheng, the emperor could not enjoy the beauty he had enjoyed. When he knew that the woman under him was a virgin, he regarded her as a private property. No man could ever touch her again except him.
Yang Haocheng looked at her cutely and said hehehe: What are you telling you for?Hello, can you ask someone to catch me?
They don’t want others to catch you?If you want to catch it, I will catch it myself.Weng Yuying said coquettishly, seeing that Yang Haocheng was a little indifferent, so she said anxiously: Are you... don't you want to catch me...?
I'm catching you!Yang Haocheng smiled.
At this time, I remembered that I wanted to pick the flower of Queen Yiren, the harem. How could I have been lingering with Weng Yuying for too long? I was afraid that even the sun would rise in the east after lingering.
No, I want to pick the queen and come back to love lingering!
Tell me, do you really like to be with me?Yang Haocheng pushed her away and sat up and asked.
Thinking of the joy of climbing to a fairyland, Weng Yuying enjoyed it: I like it, I hope I can continue like this forever.
Yang Haocheng smiled and said: Since you like me, just wait for me here and I will come back to pick you up later.
Are you leaving?!Weng Yuying knelt down and looked at Yang Haocheng and said: Flower-picking thief, do you think I'm very annoyed? Then I just don't ask your name. I will never tell others about this. Can you take me with me?
Weng Yuying's hair was messy and her expression was even more beautiful. Yang Haocheng loved women. Seeing Weng Yuying like this, he hugged her and comforted her and said: Don't think too much, I want to pick the flowers of Queen Yiren.Can you take you with me?
Ah?!Weng Yuying was shocked and never expected Yang Haocheng to say such things.
Scared?Yang Haocheng said with a smile: I am Yang Haocheng.
Ah!?You... are you Yang Haocheng who made a big fuss in Bianjing City today?!Weng Yuying said in shock.
Yang Haocheng smiled and said: Are you scared?
Weng Yuying rushed forward and hugged Yang Haocheng tightly and said crying: No, I'm happy.Because they say you can do everything, and with you, I am not afraid of being unable to live without here.
Yang Haocheng smiled and quickly put on his clothes, he looked at her and said: What a sensible and good wife, then you can wait for me here, okay?After saying that, he jumped out of the window and closed it casually.
Weng Yuying's heart was filled with sweet expectations!
Yang Haocheng is worthy of her expectations. She is tired of the life of this palace and actually wants her to spend her life with an eight-year-old emperor. I am afraid that when the emperor is adult, she will be old and ugly. At that time, she can only live in the cold palace for the rest of her life.
She doesn't want her to be like this for the rest of her life, so leaving is the best choice.
In the dark, everything seemed to be destined, and Yang Haocheng was the lucky star who rescued her from the sea of suffering.All her expectations and dreams fly outside the imperial city...
Feng Ningju has turned off the lights, and Queen Yiren has been lying in the bed for half an hour.
She lay on her back on her bed, her heart was volatile and she couldn't be calm.
What happened in the south of the city today shocked her. She didn't know where Yang Haocheng came from, let alone who he was?
She only knew that the ten thousand guards she sent had gone and never returned.
Zhang Hongshen, the instructor of the 800,000 imperial guards, is already dead, and Yang Wenguang, the third generation of Tianbo Mansion, is also defeated, and there is only one person on the other side. Such strength is too terrifying.
If such a person wants to break into the palace, who can stop him?
Empress Yiren received news of the Dali National Mission at dusk. It is said that the leader was Duan Yu, the prince of Dali?But she had no intention of meeting them.
Song Zhezong is only eight years old today, and she herself is only thirty-one.
After a century of ups and downs, the Song Dynasty was already terminally ill.
Wang Anshi made a move, which made people panic, the landlords were scared, and the bureaucrats were timid, so only the people followed him.
The more Wang Anshi gained the support of the people, the more feared Empress Yiren was, and even regarded this as a challenge to the imperial power.
In order to prevent the Song Dynasty from being influenced by the people surnamed Wang, Empress Yiren used conservatives such as Sima Guang and Su Shi, and finally defeated Wang Anshi. Zhezong succeeded to the throne, but the one who was in power was Empress Yiren.
Being a queen is hard, and being an empress dowager who controls the country from behind the curtain is even more difficult, because both the court and the court are busy, and they also have to be the emperor's mother, and they dare not be careless at all.
She had been working hard for a day during the day, and she lost her vitality. Although she was uneasy at this time, she was tired and finally couldn't resist and fell asleep.
After a long time, Queen Yiren was hazy and seemed to feel someone entering the room and someone approaching him, thinking of opening her eyes to take a look.
Suddenly, my body felt numb and I woke up immediately. I felt that my whole body could not move, and my key acupoints were blocked.
Queen Yiren was frightened. She opened her eyes and saw that the visitor boldly took out a fire note and lit the candles in the room.
You...Who are you?Although she was the queen of a country, she was still shocked when she saw someone rashly entering her bedroom. Where are the seventy-two maids around her?
Did they all fall asleep?
Queen Yiren thought about these useless maids and couldn't help but feel angry.
But how could she think that those maids had already been lit by Yang Haocheng and could not move.
Only Yang Haocheng could be so calm. He stared at Queen Yiren on the couch and was stunned at first sight. It was so beautiful...
But I saw Queen Yiren's beautiful eyes closed; her beautiful face was as flawless as beautiful jade; her long hair was spread out, attracting love; her white clothes made her body convex and charming; her delicate body lying quietly like a fairy sleeping in spring, beautiful and light...
Queen Yiren saw that the other party was a man and was looking at her foolishly. Her eyes were as frightening as if she wanted to swallow her. She couldn't help but blush and her heart was pounding.
Yang Haocheng didn't say anything. He was a flower-picking thief. All he had to do was steal incense and jade. There was no need to hide anything. The only thing that made him worried was whether someone outside would rashly break in and disturb his dream. To be on the safe side, he set up a ban in the room. This time, no matter how crazy it was, no one outside could see it.
Yang Haocheng was very impressed by his excellent flower-picking skills. Looking at Queen Yiren's wonderful jade body, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then stretched out his trembling hand and wanted to untie Queen Yiren's belt...
Queen Yiren's acupoint was not untied at this time and her whole body could not move. She opened her eyes quietly and saw Yang Haocheng's magic hand gradually approaching her clothes... She sighed secretly and closed her eyes lightly. Unexpectedly, as the queen of a country, she was not the empress dowager, and would have been so molested by a man. Is this fate?
Queen Yiren saw Yang Haocheng approaching step by step, and her heart was confused and she didn't know what to do. What made her feel terrible was that she had no way to know who the other party was...
Queen Yiren suddenly felt a chill on her body. Yang Haocheng had already untied her clothes and put on her clothes. She had only her underwear left. She blushed and was so nervous that she seemed to be about to jump out of her heart. She didn't expect to resist.
Yang Haocheng looked at Queen Yiren's bulging and bulging chest, imagining the curvy body in her underwear, as if it was in a dream. His eyes moved upwards and suddenly faced Queen Yiren's bright eyes. Queen Yiren seemed panicked because she knew deeply that what was going to happen next would embarrass and shame for her whole life.
How many queens have been raped and violated by strange men in their rooms from ancient times to the present?
Perhaps, she Yiren is an unprecedented one. Isn’t this the sorrow of being a queen?
Queen Yiren's sorrow aroused Yang Haocheng's infinite desires even more. For him, such a rare opportunity is a time when men dream of. What a glory it is to invade and rape the mother of a country in the queen's bedroom. Even if they die, it is worth it.
What's more, Yang Haocheng could not have any danger at all. Yang Haocheng is simply the invincible god of war.
Yang Haocheng felt extremely proud of his stealing fragrance and jade for the first time. He finally understood that Xiang Shaolong's majesty and pride in returning to the Qin Dynasty was definitely not something that ordinary people could understand!
Faced with the stunning temptation of the mother of a country, Yang Haocheng seemed to have an inflated desire, and this inflation eventually turned into a collective killing of the saints of the martial arts world!!
In the tent and on the spring bed, Weng and Yuying lay in Yang Haocheng's arms like a little aries, with her starry eyes hazy and her face flushed. She felt the unprecedented impact of the joy of men and women for the first time. For her, this was a rare life experience, and it turned out that being picked by a flower thief was also a kind of happiness.
Weng Yuying snuggled tightly in Yang Haocheng's arms, as if she had become a part of his life.
Indeed, in the realization of traditional Confucianism, once a woman gives her first time, that man is the object of their lifelong stay, otherwise it will be regarded as infidelity.
Weng Yuying is obviously a traditional woman. She asked Yang Haocheng: Who are you?
When asked this, Weng Yuying had already forgotten her identity and forgot that this was the palace.
Women are all very strange animals. Before they are possessed, the arrogance, coldness or reserve discourages men, but once they are possessed, they show amazing docileness.
Men can also get an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in women's meekness.
Yang Haocheng said slightly: Me?!I'm a flower picker.This is a big truth. Yang Haocheng's true flower picking thief, an absolute flower picking thief.
Weng Yuying thought he was joking with him, so the princess chuckled, completely integrated into the role of a little wife. She beat Yang Haocheng's chest with a pink fist and said in a sweet voice: You are a flower-picking thief, you have picked others' hearts... Speaking of this, she suddenly felt shy and buried her face in Yang Haocheng's arms and rubbed it around. After a while, she raised her head and said: But the flower-picking thief also has a name, tell me.
Just like the gentlest lover in the world, Weng Yuying made Yang Haocheng feel happy, and he was as drifting as if he had become an emperor.
Indeed, he is the emperor now, and he enjoys a woman that can only be enjoyed by the emperor.
And it was a woman that the emperor had not had time to enjoy. In this regard, the emperor was still behind him.
However, for Yang Haocheng, the emperor could not enjoy the beauty he had enjoyed. When he knew that the woman under him was a virgin, he regarded her as a private property. No man could ever touch her again except him.
Yang Haocheng looked at her cutely and said hehehe: What are you telling you for?Hello, can you ask someone to catch me?
They don’t want others to catch you?If you want to catch it, I will catch it myself.Weng Yuying said coquettishly, seeing that Yang Haocheng was a little indifferent, so she said anxiously: Are you... don't you want to catch me...?
I'm catching you!Yang Haocheng smiled.
At this time, I remembered that I wanted to pick the flower of Queen Yiren, the harem. How could I have been lingering with Weng Yuying for too long? I was afraid that even the sun would rise in the east after lingering.
No, I want to pick the queen and come back to love lingering!
Tell me, do you really like to be with me?Yang Haocheng pushed her away and sat up and asked.
Thinking of the joy of climbing to a fairyland, Weng Yuying enjoyed it: I like it, I hope I can continue like this forever.
Yang Haocheng smiled and said: Since you like me, just wait for me here and I will come back to pick you up later.
Are you leaving?!Weng Yuying knelt down and looked at Yang Haocheng and said: Flower-picking thief, do you think I'm very annoyed? Then I just don't ask your name. I will never tell others about this. Can you take me with me?
Weng Yuying's hair was messy and her expression was even more beautiful. Yang Haocheng loved women. Seeing Weng Yuying like this, he hugged her and comforted her and said: Don't think too much, I want to pick the flowers of Queen Yiren.Can you take you with me?
Ah?!Weng Yuying was shocked and never expected Yang Haocheng to say such things.
Scared?Yang Haocheng said with a smile: I am Yang Haocheng.
Ah!?You... are you Yang Haocheng who made a big fuss in Bianjing City today?!Weng Yuying said in shock.
Yang Haocheng smiled and said: Are you scared?
Weng Yuying rushed forward and hugged Yang Haocheng tightly and said crying: No, I'm happy.Because they say you can do everything, and with you, I am not afraid of being unable to live without here.
Yang Haocheng smiled and quickly put on his clothes, he looked at her and said: What a sensible and good wife, then you can wait for me here, okay?After saying that, he jumped out of the window and closed it casually.
Weng Yuying's heart was filled with sweet expectations!
Yang Haocheng is worthy of her expectations. She is tired of the life of this palace and actually wants her to spend her life with an eight-year-old emperor. I am afraid that when the emperor is adult, she will be old and ugly. At that time, she can only live in the cold palace for the rest of her life.
She doesn't want her to be like this for the rest of her life, so leaving is the best choice.
In the dark, everything seemed to be destined, and Yang Haocheng was the lucky star who rescued her from the sea of suffering.All her expectations and dreams fly outside the imperial city...
Feng Ningju has turned off the lights, and Queen Yiren has been lying in the bed for half an hour.
She lay on her back on her bed, her heart was volatile and she couldn't be calm.
What happened in the south of the city today shocked her. She didn't know where Yang Haocheng came from, let alone who he was?
She only knew that the ten thousand guards she sent had gone and never returned.
Zhang Hongshen, the instructor of the 800,000 imperial guards, is already dead, and Yang Wenguang, the third generation of Tianbo Mansion, is also defeated, and there is only one person on the other side. Such strength is too terrifying.
If such a person wants to break into the palace, who can stop him?
Empress Yiren received news of the Dali National Mission at dusk. It is said that the leader was Duan Yu, the prince of Dali?But she had no intention of meeting them.
Song Zhezong is only eight years old today, and she herself is only thirty-one.
After a century of ups and downs, the Song Dynasty was already terminally ill.
Wang Anshi made a move, which made people panic, the landlords were scared, and the bureaucrats were timid, so only the people followed him.
The more Wang Anshi gained the support of the people, the more feared Empress Yiren was, and even regarded this as a challenge to the imperial power.
In order to prevent the Song Dynasty from being influenced by the people surnamed Wang, Empress Yiren used conservatives such as Sima Guang and Su Shi, and finally defeated Wang Anshi. Zhezong succeeded to the throne, but the one who was in power was Empress Yiren.
Being a queen is hard, and being an empress dowager who controls the country from behind the curtain is even more difficult, because both the court and the court are busy, and they also have to be the emperor's mother, and they dare not be careless at all.
She had been working hard for a day during the day, and she lost her vitality. Although she was uneasy at this time, she was tired and finally couldn't resist and fell asleep.
After a long time, Queen Yiren was hazy and seemed to feel someone entering the room and someone approaching him, thinking of opening her eyes to take a look.
Suddenly, my body felt numb and I woke up immediately. I felt that my whole body could not move, and my key acupoints were blocked.
Queen Yiren was frightened. She opened her eyes and saw that the visitor boldly took out a fire note and lit the candles in the room.
You...Who are you?Although she was the queen of a country, she was still shocked when she saw someone rashly entering her bedroom. Where are the seventy-two maids around her?
Did they all fall asleep?
Queen Yiren thought about these useless maids and couldn't help but feel angry.
But how could she think that those maids had already been lit by Yang Haocheng and could not move.
Only Yang Haocheng could be so calm. He stared at Queen Yiren on the couch and was stunned at first sight. It was so beautiful...
But I saw Queen Yiren's beautiful eyes closed; her beautiful face was as flawless as beautiful jade; her long hair was spread out, attracting love; her white clothes made her body convex and charming; her delicate body lying quietly like a fairy sleeping in spring, beautiful and light...
Queen Yiren saw that the other party was a man and was looking at her foolishly. Her eyes were as frightening as if she wanted to swallow her. She couldn't help but blush and her heart was pounding.
Yang Haocheng didn't say anything. He was a flower-picking thief. All he had to do was steal incense and jade. There was no need to hide anything. The only thing that made him worried was whether someone outside would rashly break in and disturb his dream. To be on the safe side, he set up a ban in the room. This time, no matter how crazy it was, no one outside could see it.
Yang Haocheng was very impressed by his excellent flower-picking skills. Looking at Queen Yiren's wonderful jade body, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then stretched out his trembling hand and wanted to untie Queen Yiren's belt...
Queen Yiren's acupoint was not untied at this time and her whole body could not move. She opened her eyes quietly and saw Yang Haocheng's magic hand gradually approaching her clothes... She sighed secretly and closed her eyes lightly. Unexpectedly, as the queen of a country, she was not the empress dowager, and would have been so molested by a man. Is this fate?
Queen Yiren saw Yang Haocheng approaching step by step, and her heart was confused and she didn't know what to do. What made her feel terrible was that she had no way to know who the other party was...
Queen Yiren suddenly felt a chill on her body. Yang Haocheng had already untied her clothes and put on her clothes. She had only her underwear left. She blushed and was so nervous that she seemed to be about to jump out of her heart. She didn't expect to resist.
Yang Haocheng looked at Queen Yiren's bulging and bulging chest, imagining the curvy body in her underwear, as if it was in a dream. His eyes moved upwards and suddenly faced Queen Yiren's bright eyes. Queen Yiren seemed panicked because she knew deeply that what was going to happen next would embarrass and shame for her whole life.
How many queens have been raped and violated by strange men in their rooms from ancient times to the present?
Perhaps, she Yiren is an unprecedented one. Isn’t this the sorrow of being a queen?
Queen Yiren's sorrow aroused Yang Haocheng's infinite desires even more. For him, such a rare opportunity is a time when men dream of. What a glory it is to invade and rape the mother of a country in the queen's bedroom. Even if they die, it is worth it.
What's more, Yang Haocheng could not have any danger at all. Yang Haocheng is simply the invincible god of war.
Yang Haocheng felt extremely proud of his stealing fragrance and jade for the first time. He finally understood that Xiang Shaolong's majesty and pride in returning to the Qin Dynasty was definitely not something that ordinary people could understand!
Faced with the stunning temptation of the mother of a country, Yang Haocheng seemed to have an inflated desire, and this inflation eventually turned into a collective killing of the saints of the martial arts world!!
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