The sound of the blow outside the hall made Duanyang's eyebrows stretch, and his face showed a relieved and comfortable expression. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Aifei, I'm here to see you," before the words fell, a middle-aged man walked in surrounded by a group of palace maids, and the sound of hitting outside the door also quietly stopped after that.

The man walked to the couch in a few steps, Duanyang got up gracefully, bowed his head delicately, and saluted, "Concubine Duanyang greets the king." ”

Shi Lan hurriedly took half a step back, followed Duanyang to bend his knees, and Yu Guang saw King Zhao's long arms hugging Duanyang, and said in his mouth: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my concubine is becoming more and more delicate." ”

Duanyang leaned on King Zhao's arms, and slapped King Zhao coquettishly with his little white fist, "The king loves to joke, the concubine has been having a headache lately, and her face is much haggard." ”

King Zhao raised Duanyang's face and said lovingly: "Let Gu take a look." ”

Duanyang obediently tilted his head, blinked his affectionate eyes, and let King Zhao look back and forth.

Shi Lan lowered her eyes, forcibly endured the twitching of the corners of her mouth, and silently retreated outside the hall.

Duanyang noticed Shi Lan's actions, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

As soon as King Zhao entered the door, he noticed the woman with a beautiful face and a slender figure behind Duanyang, and when Yu Guang saw that she was about to leave his sight, he hurriedly turned his head and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Shi Lan's footsteps were paused, and the foot that was about to step out of the palace gate had to stop, and his slender waist bowed down, "Concubine Shi Lan greets the king." ”

King Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at it, suddenly let go of Duanyang, and strode towards Shi Lan.

Shi Lan was startled, subconsciously took half a step back, and when he reacted again, King Zhao had already walked in front of him.

"Raise your head and let Lone take a look."

Shi Lan frowned slightly and raised her head reluctantly.

The girl's delicate appearance immediately crashed into King Zhao's eyes, attracting all of King Zhao's attention in an instant.

"Look at Lonely."

Shi Lan moved her brows, slowly raised her eyes, and looked at King Zhao, who was burly and had a tough face.

King Zhao stared at Shi Lan almost in fascination, watching her big watery eyes reveal a cold and lonely height that others did not have, her pursed lips told her reluctance, and her small nose tightened as if resisting his approach.

This woman doesn't like him, this is King Zhao's first impression, but the next moment a desire for conquest suddenly rose in his heart, in this palace, in this country, he has never been the only one who doesn't like others, and no one else has ever dared to show his dislike in front of him.

King Zhao chuckled, raised his arm and pulled Shi Lan into his arms.

Shi Lan was frightened and hurriedly struggled backwards, but she was a woman who had won the strength of King Zhao, and in just an instant, Shi Lan felt that the world was spinning, and when she woke up, she had been picked up by King Zhao.

Suddenly taking off into the air, Shi Lan hurriedly hugged King Zhao's neck, and looked at Duanyang with a pair of water and autumn pupils for help.

Duanyang clenched his silver teeth, looked at himself with resentment on his face, and couldn't wait to pounce on him directly, bite a few breaths and let out a few breaths, how could he say anything to save him.

Shi Lan sighed secretly, no longer counting on this idiot, and now he can only save himself, hoping that the ecstasy technique he practiced before will be effective.

King Zhao looked sideways at the cold and lonely beauty who was shocked by him, and no longer had the cold and arrogant just now, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, and his naughty heart was together, so he carried her out of Yiling Palace and walked directly towards the side hall.

Shi Lan was willing to obey, kicked his little feet again and again along the way, and wanted to jump down several times, but was stopped by King Zhao, seeing that the big hands of the men were about to move upwards from under his chest, Shi Lan closed his eyes, he didn't care about the scattered stones on the ground, and he was about to jump down at the risk of disfigurement.

King Zhao was tossed all the way by her, and seeing that the couch was in front of him, he was also angry in his heart, "If you dare to jump, Lone will strip you naked here, and you will be lucky on the spot." ”

Shi Lan's movements stiffened, raised her eyes to look at King Zhao timidly, and saw that his lips were pursed, and his eyes were full of seriousness, she immediately stretched out her hand obediently and gently hugged King Zhao's neck, in order to show her submission, she also leaned her little head on his shoulder socket with a little messy hair, looking very well-behaved.

King Zhao was very satisfied with her actions, rubbed his head sideways against her soft hair, and walked into the bedroom of the side hall in a few steps.

As soon as he entered the door, King Zhao repulsed the surrounding palace maids, Shi Lan's eyes widened in panic, and she and King Zhao were the only ones left in the huge room.

The next thing, you don't have to think about it to know, Shi Lan's face turned pale, and beads of sweat were already beading nervously on her two little hands.

"The King's ......"

King Zhao glanced at her sideways, and threw it away, Shi Lan only felt like he was flying through the clouds, rolling onto the couch.

King Zhao stepped forward, knelt on the edge of the couch, blocked the path she could escape, and looked at Shi Lan with a pair of deep eyes.

Shi Lan tugged at the hem of his loose clothes and stepped back, leaning against the cold wall behind him vigilantly.

King Zhao leaned forward, raised his hand, ignoring Shi Lan's dodge, his fingers gently and softly rubbed her silky and tender cheeks, a throbbing that had never been seen before, rippling in circles like water waves, "The beauty is so beautiful, why has she never appeared in front of Lone?" ”

Shi Lan tilted her head sideways, frowned and endured the rough feeling of King Zhao's calloused fingers, and said in a low voice: "The concubine was unwell a while ago and has been recuperating in the courtyard. ”

King Zhao smiled, he knew a little bit about Duanyang's domineering nature, and he didn't take her words seriously.

"Oh, then I'm in good shape now," King Zhao murmured in a low voice, his low and lazy voice teasing Shi Lan's eardrums, but his hand caressed her cheek with one hand, and the other restlessly rubbed against Shi Lan's willow waist.

Shi Lan's eyes were dripping, looking around for a way to escape, King Zhao saw her like this, smiled lowly, stretched out his long legs, and firmly trapped her between the couch and the wall.

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, pinched her fingers, and wanted to perform the magic trick, but unexpectedly, King Zhao grabbed her big hand, pulled her arms to the top of her head, and the embroidered belt that firmly bound her waist flew to the collapsed edge in the blink of an eye, and the layers of clothes instantly opened like blooming flowers, revealing a pale yellow belly pocket like a stamen.

King Zhao looked at it for a few breaths in a daze, suddenly lowered his head, buried his tough face in the stamens of the flowers, and sniffed deeply.

There was a thin cool air in his chest, Shi Lan's face changed, and he had no choice but to be trapped with his hands, so he could only struggle to kick with his slender legs, trying to get out of the predicament with the power of ants.

King Zhao laughed at her action, and his sturdy body pressed upward, trapping her legs firmly, and his big hand unceremoniously covered the white edge of the rui, which was almost about to break free.

Shi Lan struggled powerlessly a few times, seeing that he was about to fall into the clutches of the devil, he couldn't help choking in his throat, and two tears of humiliation slowly slid into his sideburns.

King Zhao raised his eyes and saw that she was red-eyed, her mouth was pursed, she looked extremely aggrieved, and sighed lowly, she was about to hit her soft big hand, and then hugged her waist, her imprisoned thighs were slightly loosened, and her mouth was coaxed lowly, "Okay, don't cry, it's just lonely." ”

As he spoke, he let go of the big hand that was tightly gripping Shi Lan's wrist, and turned to a gentle caressing.