Tang Furong enjoyed this feast of body and body, and in the darkness they did not say a word, and they communicated with each other with their bodies. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That kind of pleasure cannot be given to her by any force in the world.

She felt her lower body become so tight that she involuntarily clung to the emperor's body.

She desperately enjoyed the fierce collision of the emperor, the tingling of her bones, the trembling of her muscles, and the throbbing of her heart.

Whenever such a collision became a little weak, Tang Furong would take the initiative to stick it on herself, twisting her body desperately to ignite the emperor's enthusiasm for the next round of collision.

And every time it collides, it brings a greater wave of pleasure.

In this kind of back and forth, the bodies of the two people gradually synchronized.

Together, they unleashed even more frantic thrusts into each other's bodies.

Accompanied by the pleasure of fluttering and wanting to die, Tang Furong only felt that her mouth was dry, her body and mind trembled, and every hair on her body was full of two words: pleasure!

Finally, his body overlapped hers, her sweat overlapped his, and they reached the pinnacle of pleasure at the same time.

Then, the emperor's nectar came on the swelling land of Tang Furong in due time.

There, perhaps, a dream will be born,

An era.

A legend.

The first year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty ended in a day full of ambition and intrigue.

As the first year of Zhu Zhanji's ascension to the throne, the palace was full of lights and joy, but Sun Lingwei had no intention of watching.

All she cares about is the belly of Tang Furong hidden in her bedroom.

Finally, the first month passed, and Sun Lingwei heard the answer she was satisfied with from the mouth of Imperial Physician Wang: "Tang Furong is pregnant as she wishes." ”

So, in January of the second year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty, the full-time imperial physician of the noble concubine Sun Lingwei, the imperial physician, chose a suitable time and announced in a high-profile manner that the concubine was happy.

Imperial Physician Wang had already been found by Sun Lingwei and was responsible for her and Tang Furong's "pregnancy".

The emperor was ecstatic.

After getting the news, he trotted all the way to Sun Lingwei's bed, and personally fed her fetal pills in small sips.

In fact, that medicine was not a tocolytic, it was really given to Tang Furong who was hiding in the inner hall. Sun Lingwei: This is just

The imperial physician deliberately instructed in front of the emperor: "Niangniang's fetus, I think it is a dragon son from the pulse, just in case, the emperor can no longer get close to the concubine from now on." ”

"Brother Junji, remember no, for the sake of our first son, you can bear with it, Wei'er can't wait for you for the time being." Sun Ling said slightly coquettishly.

"It's nature. Sister Wei, I will listen to you for whatever you say. Zhu Zhanji was overjoyed.

This is the greatest joy since he ascended the throne.

How could he be upset!

He has no successor in this thousands of miles, how much he hopes that his little sister can really get a man, in that way, he can sleep peacefully.

Also coming to congratulate the Empress Dowager Zhang and Empress Hu and a group of concubines also came.

All the people were in mixed moods, only Empress Hu was calm.

This time, she decided in her heart: Don't be complacent, maybe she is still pregnant with a princess!

When the time comes, the greater the emperor's hope, the greater the disappointment, maybe under the anger of Long Yan, he will be sent to the cold palace again.

"Sister-in-law, I am going to be my father again. Wei'er, she is happy. ”

When Zhu Zhanji came to tell Wu Zhanji the news, Wu Wu clearly felt Zhu Zhanji's heartfelt joy.

She suddenly felt very complicated in her heart, she knew that her beloved finally had a child, and she should be happy for him, but she couldn't be happy.

Wu Wu soon discovered that Zhu Zhanji was more complicated than her.

"Brother Zhanji, why do you seem to be a little preoccupied?"

"Daughter-in-law, you don't know, how scared I am that this child is not a son. In that case, there is no one to inherit my country, you say, I am at this age, and I don't have a son, can I not be in a hurry? ”

"Then you mean that if Sister Wei's birth is a son, you will definitely make him the crown prince?"

Wu Wu asked with some surprise.

"It's nature. I have only one son, and if I don't set him, who will I appoint? ”

"But what about after the crown prince is established?"

Wu Wu suddenly felt a little unexpected, but Zhu Zhanji said very calmly: "Just do what you want!" ”

"Brother Zhanji, it's not a trivial matter to become a queen, I'm afraid that your queen mother may not be on your side when the time comes."

Wu Wu tentatively said comfort.

"I know. But since I was 9 years old, I had a wish, that is, to make my lonely little sister happy and have everything in the world. You know, I owe Wei'er a queen. Therefore, in her lifetime, no matter how difficult it is, she will definitely be given this posterior. Otherwise, I will not be at ease. ”

Zhu Zhanji's resolute eyes made Wu Wu feel terrible.

If you love one more person, you will owe one more person, and Zhu Zhanji may never understand.

"Why does my heart still hurt? Why? Haven't I become accustomed to being a bystander to their love? ”

After Zhu Zhanji left, Wu asked herself repeatedly.

"If you don't care, it won't hurt; If you care too much, you deserve to be in pain! ”

This was the last thing Wu said to herself. How much she hoped that she could come to her senses, she didn't care about Zhu Zhanji's deep affection for Sun Lingwei, and sincerely blessed them.

However, she found that she could not do it.

Now she is trapped in the courtyard outside the palace, and her mood is even more depressed.

Zhu Zhanji has come to see her less and less during this time, it is conceivable that after three months, Sun Lingwei's belly should be getting bigger and bigger day by day, and Zhu Zhanji's nervous mood should be more powerful than anyone else.

Wu Wu felt really bored.

Zhu Zhanji kept to take care of Wu Wu, there were a total of two little girls and four little eunuchs, and their care for Wu Wu was also based on the number of times the emperor came up, and it was uncertain.

Wu Wu didn't care about any of this.

She can just take advantage of their laziness to go for a walk in private, anyway, except for the emperor, no one can care about her whereabouts now.

And Zhu Zhanji, I'm afraid I've forgotten my existence now.

Wu Wu quietly slipped out of the palace gate, aimlessly, following the direction Zhu Zhanji came in every time, and kept moving forward.

The road kept stretching forward, and Wu Wu kept going forward.

Unconsciously walked to a brand new house.

This courtyard belongs to the territory of the Imperial Palace, but in the entire complex of the Imperial Palace, it seems a little out of place.

Because the size of the courtyard did not look like that of the royal family, but it was not a common man's residence.

What the hell is this place?

How can you feel a mysterious aura from afar?

She raised her head and suddenly saw three eye-catching big characters on the door sign in the distance: Xi'an Gate!

Wu Wu suddenly remembered: Ah, isn't this the mansion where the King of Han is imprisoned?