The Queen Mother was very angry, but Murong Che Yifeng became a threat, she had no choice, and now, she could only start from other aspects.

An Miao was in her own palace and was playing quite happily.

In the past few days, her mind has degraded to childhood, and she is making trouble all day long.

What reassured Fragrance was that An Miao didn't go out and didn't provoke the Queen Mother.

If they provoke the queen mother, their peaceful days will come to an end, and even the mother, under the protection of the emperor, will still have problems.

In the evening, An Miao had dinner, suddenly yawned and fell asleep.

A quarter of an hour later, she woke up.

At this moment, her eyes are clear, but faintly sad.

"Fragrant."

Fragrance quickly came over: "What does Niangniang command?" ”

"I haven't seen the emperor in this palace for a long time, let's go over." With that, An Miao got up and walked straight out.

At this time, the emperor should handle government affairs in the council hall.

Fragrance was frightened, and stopped An Miao again and again: "Niangniang, don't do it, if you are willful, you will hurt the emperor." ”

His eyes fell on Fragrant Fang's body, indifferently with a little helplessness, and after a while, An Miao closed his gaze: "Fragrant, this palace is normal." ”

Fragrance raised her eyes in surprise.

An Miao smiled and hurried over.

In the council hall, Murong Che had just finished talking about business and was resting.

An Gonggong at the door saw that it was An Miao and did not obstruct it.

"Your Majesty." An Miao pounced.

Murong Che stretched out his hand and caught An Miao firmly.

An Miao stuck out her tongue mischievously, and poked the bridge of Murong Che's tall nose: "Hmph! The concubine finally regained her senses, but you don't want to miss it, and you are not excited. ”

She narrowed her eyes closer.

Murong Che smiled happily and let An Miao get closer.

When it came to Murong Che's ear, An Miao Yuguang watched vigilantly around and whispered to him: "The Queen Mother has given an order, you have to steal important twists, and you should prepare." ”

Murong Che only rolled his eyes, then pulled An Miao over, and he sighed happily: "During this time, your spirit has been abnormal, and I am worried that it will be bad." Now, you're better, and this palace is at ease. It seems that this season's Liangyin's medicine still has some effect, and it is not in vain that I punish him. ”

Saying this, An Miao lowered her eyes lonely: "Concubine, I'm sorry for hurting you." ”

The memories of this period of time have not been lost.

"It's fine." Murong Che is still very spoiled, "No matter what you do, you are the meat of my heart." ”

Heart? An Miao grimaced and sat on the table: "Hmph, if the concubine is really your heart, why did you allow An Guifei to have a child?" You won't be unclear about what that child means to you!

When she said this, her hand was behind her, but she was careful not to let Murong Che find out.

Murong Che hugged her down.

The twists and turns on the table were all messed up, and Murong Che took out his free hand and sorted it out carefully.

There was a map of the soldiers, and he put it at the top.

An Miao squinted at it, and then moved away as fast as she could.

"In the harem, most of them are helpless, and you don't know it, how? Do you want to deal with me? Murong Che pretended to be angry.

With a sigh, he took the fold, glanced at it, repaired it with his pen, and then placed it at the bottom of the fold, and then patted it with his hand.

This is enough to prove the importance of this recital.

Although An Miao looked at Murong Che with a smile, the light in her eyes fell on his sleeve-length hand.

"Alright." Murong Che pulled An Miao down, "Don't disturb me here, is it okay?" ”

The soft tone, with discussion, does not look like an emperor at all.

An Miao pouted dissatisfied, and made the inch to the extreme.

She sat down on the fold as soon as she sat on it, deliberately put the pile of folds on her back, and from the pile of folds, she touched the bottom one.

Then she rolled over and pulled her beautiful red lips over.

This move made Murong Che frown, and he subconsciously pushed An Miao, he was not unwilling, but at this time, it was not suitable, he didn't want to.

"Well, don't!" An Miao was coquettish, and while her lips were leaning over, she grabbed Murong Che's two hands with one hand and placed them in a strange and lingering place.

At this moment, Murong Che's mind was blank.

At this moment, An Miao's other hand successfully took the fold and placed it on her waist.

lips, from the forehead fell a loving kiss, although there was that meaning, but it made Murong Che feel warm and beautiful.

It's like a matter of course, everything fits.

The two of them have not had many skin-to-skin relationships, and every time they make Murong Che feel different beauty, which makes him fascinated, and he has the urge not to go to court.

"Huh." A sweet laugh like a silver bell rang out.

Murong Che raised his eyes and met An Miao's bright eyes. The eyes are like the sea of stars, and the breeze is slow, encompassing everything, as if in her eyes, feeling all the wonderful.

An Miao put her hands on Murong Che's shoulders, and her pretty face without powder was getting closer.

The warm breath fell on Murong Che's face, and he closed his eyes.

Her perfectly curved lips, little by little, finally landed on his cool, crimson lips.

Tossing and turning, lingering.

"Yikes." A faint voice sounded, but Murong Che seemed to have received a stimulus, and his whole body tightened.

Does she really want to do this?

An Miao's outstretched hand trembled faintly, hesitating in the air.

Ahead, was Murong Che's sturdy chest.

This chest, she had seen it once before, was honey-colored, very strong, and perfectly shaped.

Subconsciously, she swallowed.

This, I'm afraid, isn't appropriate.

However, this is acting, if it is not real, this thing, I am afraid that the Queen Mother will doubt it if I get it.

An Miao closed her eyes viciously, as if going to the execution ground, and stretched out stiffly.

"Huh." A pleasant laugh rang out, disturbing An Miao.

An Miao opened her eyes in confusion, but saw that Murong Che was gentle with a hint of ridicule.

When she brushed it, her face turned red.

"What? Wouldn't it? His voice was particularly low, magnetic and elegant, like an invisible sword, directly locking An Miao's throat.

After brushing it, An Miao's face turned red.

"Hehehe." The laughter continues.

Murong Che grabbed An Miao's slender hand and clasped it to his heart.

Plop, plop, a powerful heartbeat sounded.

"It's a pleasant sound, but it's not fast enough, it still needs your speed."

Every word of Murong Che is pure, but when combined, it is a little meaningful.

His hand, holding hers, was shining inward, little by little.

His other hand grabbed her other, wandering through his unfamiliar territory, looking for warmth and beauty.

Under the leadership of Murong Che, a strange feeling exploded in An Miao's mind and body.

She tried desperately to push him away, only to find that it was in vain.

She felt like she was drowning in the river, desperately trying to catch the air, but she couldn't.

The feeling of drowning frightened her.

No, she shouldn't have sunk!

But the man in front of him is getting closer and closer!