Chapter 115: I can't help myself

"According to the reasoning of time, it should be like this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Concubine Jin came back to her senses after saying this, "You mean that the emperor is the child born to Concubine Xianning back then?" How can it be? ā€

Su Wanqing shivered inexplicably, "It's not necessarily impossible." Does Sister Concubine Jin know the specific details of Zhou's entry into the palace that year? ā€

"Yes, my father told me everything."

Concubine Jin was about to talk to her when a loud noise suddenly came from outside, as if something had smashed on the ground and shattered. Su Wanqing and Concubine Jin glanced at each other, and then walked out.

Su Wanqing muttered in his heart, the emperor's birthday banquet is being held in Yonghe Palace at this time, it stands to reason that everyone in the palace should go there to join in the fun, who will come to the Summer Palace at this time? It shouldn't be Chu Xiuze who sent someone to contact her! Concubine Jin was still here, and suddenly a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.

At the end of the entire palace, Su Wanqing walked to the front yard and spent a while. But when she saw the man who had fallen on the stone path, she couldn't take another step.

Concubine Jin followed behind her, and when she saw the emperor fall to the ground, the wine jug in his hand crackling and falling into a pile of pieces, she hurriedly walked over, "Brother Che! ā€

The emperor is like a drunkard, if it weren't for the neat and tidy dragon robe, it is estimated that he would be driven out of the palace by the Yulin army. His cheeks were red, his eyes were misty, and as soon as Concubine Jin held his arm, he grabbed him, and shouted seductively and sexily, "Wan'er, Wan'er." ā€

Concubine Jin subconsciously glanced at Su Wanqing, but saw that she was still standing still and not moving at all, looking at the emperor with confusion and hatred.

"Brother Che, it's me, I'm Sister Suru." She patted him lightly on the face.

He opened his eyes in confusion and smirked unexpectedly, "Wan'er, have you forgiven me?" ā€

Concubine Jin quickly realized that something was wrong with the emperor, probably which concubine who wanted to be pampered put medicine in the wine and food. She struggled to break free from his restraints, only to find him gripping her wrist tighter and tighter.

"Come here!" In desperation, she had to ask Su Wanqing for help.

But Su Wanqing was not moved at all, pouting angrily. She was prejudiced against the emperor, and only snorted, "This is a great time for Concubine Jin to be lucky, and the concubine will not dare to delay your well-being." ā€

"What are you talking nonsense!" Concubine Jin was so angry that she almost fainted, "You know that the emperor and I only have brother and sister love, not to mention that he is shouting at you, come here!" ā€

At this moment, the emperor suddenly reached out and rubbed his faintly aching temples, and Concubine Jin seized this opportunity to quickly get up and ran towards the door without stopping. After one leg had already stepped out of the door, he turned his face and winked at Su Wanqing, "Good life waiting for the emperor!" ā€

Su Wanqing regretted that he should have let the eunuch guarding the door close the door. Seeing Yu Wenche swaying towards her, she retreated and dodged again and again, "What are you going to do?" You go! ā€

"Wan'er..."

Before Su Wanqing entered the palace, he was imprisoned in Fengyue Field to "study", and the emperor looked like the man who had been drugged. She just wanted to run back into the house, but was pulled into her arms by Yuwenche.

His arms were still wide and warm, and there was a vague ambergris between his clothes, and the rich royal fragrance suddenly made her refreshed. She didn't have time to say anything, she was already picked up by him and walked towards the bed.

His hot kiss fell on her delicate face, and each time it was enough for Su Wanqing to tremble. The large gentle palms roamed between the slender waists, and the belts were picked off with ease, peeling off each other's clothes layer by layer.

Su Wanqing twisted his body uneasily, beat his chest with a red face and said, "You go quickly, I don't want it!" ā€

The man hissed, probably because the wound on his chest was not healed, but he was not half annoyed, and kissed the delicate body under him tenderly, and his restless hand kneaded the high convex part of his chest for a while, and rubbed it at the base of his thighs for a while.

Su Wanqing really didn't know how to come over this night, it turned out that he would tease people like this and make her ashamed. The holding of the previous blessings turned out to be pretended, but I don't know how he faced other women...

The next day, Su Wanqing woke up from freezing. The only clean and tidy futon in the Summer Palace was taken by a domineering man and wrapped around her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that she was naked.

The evil man slept soundly, and his brow was stretched for a rare time in five hundred years, as if he had had a good dream. Su Wanqing was indignant, grabbed the futon and pulled it in his direction, but the man was as powerful as an ox, and he didn't realize that he had no pity at all.

In desperation, Su Wanqing had no choice but to get up and dress, but when he stayed at the hotel, he accidentally kicked his ankle, and the sleeping man snorted twice and stretched out his naked and strong arms

"Li Ronggui..."

There was no answer for half a day.

The emperor opened his eyelids in displeasure, "Li Ronggui, I call you... Wan'er? ā€

Seeing that he was surprised and flustered, Su Wanqing just rolled his eyes in annoyance, picked up the coat on the ground and walked outside.

Yuwen Che really suspected that he was still dreaming, but when he pinched his arm, it did hurt, and he noticed that there was still some indescribable wetness in the futon under him, and he was ecstatic for a moment.

"Wan'er! You've forgiven me, haven't you? How else would I have gotten along with me..."How could he have a sunny face, wrapped in dirty clothes and ran towards the outer hall, hugging the beautiful woman, "Did I hurt you again, why did I wrinkle my face again?" ā€

Su Wanqing impatiently broke away from him and said, "Gonggong Li is only afraid that the emperor is about to go crazy, so go back quickly." ā€

Just from her indifferent face, Yu Wenche knew that last night was an accident. He remembered that he suddenly felt dizzy and unbearable when he was half drunk, so he walked out of Yonghe Palace by himself, and in the chaos, he couldn't remember what he had done.

Yu Wenche reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, even if he was distracted, he still couldn't forget her, he was no longer the fearless emperor, he also had a weakness, he also had a sore spot.

"Wait a little longer, Wan'er. When Murong Jing's matter is over, I will definitely re-investigate immediately and take you out as soon as possible. ā€

Su Wanqing didn't want to believe those oaths anymore, and turned his face away angrily. Yuwen Che sighed emptyly, hastily fastened the buttons, and went out from the Summer Palace.

The emperor suddenly disappeared at the Wanshou feast, how could the palace not be in a hurry. But Li Ronggui is very leisurely, the emperor has never let go of Jiaxuan, and it is estimated that he is looking for the little master.

The emperor had just stepped out of the Summer Palace, and after walking a few steps, he saw Defu of the Qianqing Palace leading a group of monkey cubs to find someone. His face was not very good all of a sudden, but fortunately he was very clever, and he walked forward and howled, "How can the emperor sleep in the imperial garden in a dignified manner, your robe is wet." This moisture invades the dragon's body, and what a damage! ā€

Yu Wenche twitched the corners of his mouth, "I gave you one thing to do, prepare a few bedding and put them in the place where I slept last night." ā€