Because of her doctrine, Mrs. Taohua has always been pure and clean on weekdays. Apart from her husband, no other man has touched her body, and she can't even touch the Jin emperor just now. Now her posture seems to be holding her hands on her chest, but her wrist is locked tightly from behind by Song Qingshu. She seems to be snuggling in the other person's arms, surrounded by the strong masculinity of a man. She can't help but be ashamed and angry: Let go!
Song Qingshu didn't realize that the two were too intimate at this time. Now his attention was all about guessing the other party's identity: Who are you?
Seeing that he was unmoved, Mrs. Taohua frowned and raised her knees and knocked her leg whip into Song Qingshu's lower abdomen.
Song Qingshu closed his legs and clamped her legs firmly. Mrs. Taohua used several times in a row, but could not pull out her legs. Seeing that her movements became more and more intense, Song Qingshu frowned and reached out to press her Jianjing point. Mrs. Taohua suddenly felt that most of her strength was lost and she no longer had the power to resist.
Your kung fu seems to have the shadow of the Persian Ming Cult... Song Qingshu frowned and recalled the scene of the battle with Mingzun. He still remembered the other party's strange martial arts. Although this Taohua Lady's martial arts is far less exquisite than Mingzun, she can still see some familiar shadows from it. He suddenly remembered someone in his mind and couldn't help but blurt out, are you the purple-shirted Dragon King Daiqisi?
Mrs. Taohua's delicate body trembled and she looked at him with disbelief: Have you seen me?
Before Song Qingshu could answer, a voice from Daxingguo suddenly came from outside the house: Emperor, Emperor?
Song Qingshu and Dai Qisi held their breath at the same time, fearing that Daxingguo would hear something abnormal.
I just heard something happening in the room. Did something happen to the emperor?The voice of Daxing Kingdom continued to sound.
Dai Qisi's expression frightened. Now she has taken off her makeup. If she is seen by Daxingguo, wouldn't her endurance that she has worked hard for more than ten years be in vain?
He hurriedly looked at Song Qingshu, his red lips slightly opened and his mouth silently: What should I do?
Song Qingshu shook her head and signaled her to wait and see.
Hearing that there was no answer in the room, the voice of Daxingguo suddenly became a little sharp: Emperor, if you don’t answer again, for your safety, the servant will come in!
Seeing that he had started to push the door, Song Qingshu's face changed, and he hurriedly let go of Daiqisi's restraints and quickly swept the house for a week. Since Daxing Kingdom was already suspicious, he could not hide it on the beam of the house. At that time, he would definitely be the target of his inspection. With Daxing Kingdom's cultivation, Song Qingshu was not sure that he could hide it from him.
After thinking about it, the only safe thing in the room was Wanyan Dan's dragon bed. Song Qingshu did not hesitate and jumped onto the bed, lifted Wanyan Dan to the corner of the bed, rolled up the quilt and covered the two of them.
Damn it, it’s really a bad reputation for squeezing into the same bed with a stinky man!When Song Qingshu thought of the basic cultures in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel chills.
Seeing Song Qingshu hiding on the bed without hesitation, the purple-shirted Dragon King subconsciously stomped his feet. She must not show her true face in front of Daxingguo now. The dragon bed was also her only place to hide. However, when she thought of a man inside, she couldn't help but hesitate. However, the door had been pushed open. As long as Daxingguo took a few more steps, she could see the scene here. Her face turned red and white, and finally she gritted her teeth and shrank on the dragon bed.
When Song Qingshu was despising Wanyan Dan next to him, a soft body suddenly came into his bed. He felt a strange and sweet fragrance from the Middle Earth woman, and he penetrated his nose. The two of them were wearing clothes against their clothes. When the skin under their feet touched, they felt a warm and soft feeling, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a rippling feeling. The depression just now was swept away.
The purple-shirted Dragon King was even tighter. Since her husband Han Qianye passed away, she has never been so close to men. She has not even her nominal husband, King Changsheng. Thinking of the situation today, she had to sleep with a strange man and put on a bed and sleep with a strange man, she felt very sorry for her dead husband.
Chiba, I did all this for our daughter, I hope you don’t blame me.The Purple-Clothed Dragon King sighed secretly.
At this time, she and Song Qingshu's eyes were facing each other, and their breathing would hit each other's face. The purple-shirted Dragon King looked slightly red, and he subconsciously turned his face away.
Song Qingshu was wondering another problem. The purple-shirted Dragon King came from Persia. He did not have the cumin flavor that was common in the West Asians in his previous life. Instead, he exhaled like orchids, and his breath smelled very good. It was really strange.
At this time, Daxingguo had already walked in, and the two of them did not dare to make any changes. They all listened to the movement outside in a calm manner.
After Daxingguo came in, his eyes swept sharply in the hall for a week, and no abnormalities were found. When he walked to the bed, Daxingguo accidentally dropped a string of Buddhist beads on the ground, leaned over to pick it up, and took the opportunity to put it under the bed, but there was still no abnormality. He couldn't help but wonder. He had clearly heard the sound of fighting inside. Could it be that he had heard it wrong?
However, he quickly shook his head. He was very skilled and not an ordinary eunuch with dizzy eyes. Something must have happened in the house just now, so his eyes fell on the dragon bed.
The slaves will revive the country and pay tribute to the emperor.Daxingguo did not dare to open the bed curtain rashly. It would not be a trivial matter if he bumped into the emperor.
The purple-shirted Dragon King inside frowned slightly. Wanyan Dan was already stunned by her, so how could he pay attention to him?
Unheard of the response, Daxingguo was suspicious: Emperor?
Dai Qisi knew that this would not work, so she answered: The emperor has already gone to bed. What's wrong with father-in-law?
Daxingguo recognized the voice of Mrs. Taohua, and thought that this woman looked pure and clean on weekdays, but she was still sleeping by the emperor?
If I had known this, why would I have to be like this? If I had chosen the emperor, I would have been devoid of three palaces and six courtyards, and I would have loved them all. I would not have to be recognized by the government until now.
The slave just heard something moving in the room, so he came in and took a look.Although Daxingguo despises him, he is very respectful.
It's nothing, you go down.Dai Qisi deliberately yawned, as if she was sleepy.
yes.Although Daxingguo agreed, his feet seemed to have taken root and stood there without moving.
Dai Qisi also noticed it and couldn't help but feel a little thrilled: Is there anything else to do with my father-in-law?
Please forgive me, my wife, and I need to confirm what the emperor means.Daxingguo replied in a deep voice.
Didn’t I just said that the emperor fell asleep.Dai Qisi said deliberately in a very dissatisfied tone.
It is better to be careful when a slave shoulders heavy responsibilities.Daxingguo paused, and the servant wanted to open the curtain to confirm the emperor's safety. I hope my wife will forgive me.
Dai Qisi felt panic. The martial arts of this person in Daxing Kingdom were unfathomable. Once he discovered that the abnormality was found, he would alarm the guards in the palace. Not to mention her, even if Ming Zun was resurrected, it would be difficult for him to escape from the heavens.
In a hurry, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind and she hurriedly said: I am not wearing any clothes on my body now, how can you see it!
Song Qingshu didn't realize that the two were too intimate at this time. Now his attention was all about guessing the other party's identity: Who are you?
Seeing that he was unmoved, Mrs. Taohua frowned and raised her knees and knocked her leg whip into Song Qingshu's lower abdomen.
Song Qingshu closed his legs and clamped her legs firmly. Mrs. Taohua used several times in a row, but could not pull out her legs. Seeing that her movements became more and more intense, Song Qingshu frowned and reached out to press her Jianjing point. Mrs. Taohua suddenly felt that most of her strength was lost and she no longer had the power to resist.
Your kung fu seems to have the shadow of the Persian Ming Cult... Song Qingshu frowned and recalled the scene of the battle with Mingzun. He still remembered the other party's strange martial arts. Although this Taohua Lady's martial arts is far less exquisite than Mingzun, she can still see some familiar shadows from it. He suddenly remembered someone in his mind and couldn't help but blurt out, are you the purple-shirted Dragon King Daiqisi?
Mrs. Taohua's delicate body trembled and she looked at him with disbelief: Have you seen me?
Before Song Qingshu could answer, a voice from Daxingguo suddenly came from outside the house: Emperor, Emperor?
Song Qingshu and Dai Qisi held their breath at the same time, fearing that Daxingguo would hear something abnormal.
I just heard something happening in the room. Did something happen to the emperor?The voice of Daxing Kingdom continued to sound.
Dai Qisi's expression frightened. Now she has taken off her makeup. If she is seen by Daxingguo, wouldn't her endurance that she has worked hard for more than ten years be in vain?
He hurriedly looked at Song Qingshu, his red lips slightly opened and his mouth silently: What should I do?
Song Qingshu shook her head and signaled her to wait and see.
Hearing that there was no answer in the room, the voice of Daxingguo suddenly became a little sharp: Emperor, if you don’t answer again, for your safety, the servant will come in!
Seeing that he had started to push the door, Song Qingshu's face changed, and he hurriedly let go of Daiqisi's restraints and quickly swept the house for a week. Since Daxing Kingdom was already suspicious, he could not hide it on the beam of the house. At that time, he would definitely be the target of his inspection. With Daxing Kingdom's cultivation, Song Qingshu was not sure that he could hide it from him.
After thinking about it, the only safe thing in the room was Wanyan Dan's dragon bed. Song Qingshu did not hesitate and jumped onto the bed, lifted Wanyan Dan to the corner of the bed, rolled up the quilt and covered the two of them.
Damn it, it’s really a bad reputation for squeezing into the same bed with a stinky man!When Song Qingshu thought of the basic cultures in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel chills.
Seeing Song Qingshu hiding on the bed without hesitation, the purple-shirted Dragon King subconsciously stomped his feet. She must not show her true face in front of Daxingguo now. The dragon bed was also her only place to hide. However, when she thought of a man inside, she couldn't help but hesitate. However, the door had been pushed open. As long as Daxingguo took a few more steps, she could see the scene here. Her face turned red and white, and finally she gritted her teeth and shrank on the dragon bed.
When Song Qingshu was despising Wanyan Dan next to him, a soft body suddenly came into his bed. He felt a strange and sweet fragrance from the Middle Earth woman, and he penetrated his nose. The two of them were wearing clothes against their clothes. When the skin under their feet touched, they felt a warm and soft feeling, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a rippling feeling. The depression just now was swept away.
The purple-shirted Dragon King was even tighter. Since her husband Han Qianye passed away, she has never been so close to men. She has not even her nominal husband, King Changsheng. Thinking of the situation today, she had to sleep with a strange man and put on a bed and sleep with a strange man, she felt very sorry for her dead husband.
Chiba, I did all this for our daughter, I hope you don’t blame me.The Purple-Clothed Dragon King sighed secretly.
At this time, she and Song Qingshu's eyes were facing each other, and their breathing would hit each other's face. The purple-shirted Dragon King looked slightly red, and he subconsciously turned his face away.
Song Qingshu was wondering another problem. The purple-shirted Dragon King came from Persia. He did not have the cumin flavor that was common in the West Asians in his previous life. Instead, he exhaled like orchids, and his breath smelled very good. It was really strange.
At this time, Daxingguo had already walked in, and the two of them did not dare to make any changes. They all listened to the movement outside in a calm manner.
After Daxingguo came in, his eyes swept sharply in the hall for a week, and no abnormalities were found. When he walked to the bed, Daxingguo accidentally dropped a string of Buddhist beads on the ground, leaned over to pick it up, and took the opportunity to put it under the bed, but there was still no abnormality. He couldn't help but wonder. He had clearly heard the sound of fighting inside. Could it be that he had heard it wrong?
However, he quickly shook his head. He was very skilled and not an ordinary eunuch with dizzy eyes. Something must have happened in the house just now, so his eyes fell on the dragon bed.
The slaves will revive the country and pay tribute to the emperor.Daxingguo did not dare to open the bed curtain rashly. It would not be a trivial matter if he bumped into the emperor.
The purple-shirted Dragon King inside frowned slightly. Wanyan Dan was already stunned by her, so how could he pay attention to him?
Unheard of the response, Daxingguo was suspicious: Emperor?
Dai Qisi knew that this would not work, so she answered: The emperor has already gone to bed. What's wrong with father-in-law?
Daxingguo recognized the voice of Mrs. Taohua, and thought that this woman looked pure and clean on weekdays, but she was still sleeping by the emperor?
If I had known this, why would I have to be like this? If I had chosen the emperor, I would have been devoid of three palaces and six courtyards, and I would have loved them all. I would not have to be recognized by the government until now.
The slave just heard something moving in the room, so he came in and took a look.Although Daxingguo despises him, he is very respectful.
It's nothing, you go down.Dai Qisi deliberately yawned, as if she was sleepy.
yes.Although Daxingguo agreed, his feet seemed to have taken root and stood there without moving.
Dai Qisi also noticed it and couldn't help but feel a little thrilled: Is there anything else to do with my father-in-law?
Please forgive me, my wife, and I need to confirm what the emperor means.Daxingguo replied in a deep voice.
Didn’t I just said that the emperor fell asleep.Dai Qisi said deliberately in a very dissatisfied tone.
It is better to be careful when a slave shoulders heavy responsibilities.Daxingguo paused, and the servant wanted to open the curtain to confirm the emperor's safety. I hope my wife will forgive me.
Dai Qisi felt panic. The martial arts of this person in Daxing Kingdom were unfathomable. Once he discovered that the abnormality was found, he would alarm the guards in the palace. Not to mention her, even if Ming Zun was resurrected, it would be difficult for him to escape from the heavens.
In a hurry, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind and she hurriedly said: I am not wearing any clothes on my body now, how can you see it!
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