"Baozhu, I'm used to living in the palace recently." Zhu Youxiao took Zhang Yan's little hand and spread it in the garden, with an intimate attitude and a leisurely posture, and the other two concubines who entered the palace together were blushing.

"Your Majesty, there are still people." Zhang Yan quickly glanced at Yi Die'er and Fan Zhenzhen, and a blush flew on her cheeks.

"Haha, it's okay, it's all my own family." Zhu Youxiao laughed, hugged the other people together, and kissed one of them on the face.

"Your Majesty, please respect yourself." Seeing this absurd scene, Zhang Yan didn't ......