Chapter 2: Your Majesty's ......
Ganquan Palace......
"Madam, Your Majesty has arrived at the palace gate."
A female officer reported to Song Xian.
"Quick, dim the candles in the temple."
Song Xian immediately commanded.
"Yes."
The female officials and the palace maids immediately began to scatter, extinguishing some unnecessary candles.
Soon the light in the main hall immediately dimmed, and everyone took their places according to the pre-rehearsed assignment.
The curtain in the bedroom was lowered, and Song Xian slowly removed his clothes.
"Meet Your Majesty."
The attendants outside the palace, the palace maids saw Yingzheng striding over, and immediately bowed down.
"Excuse me."
Ying Zheng said lightly, then crossed the crowd, directly pushed open the gate of Ganquan Palace, and walked in.
Hey?
Why is this light so dim?
Is my Xianyang Palace so economical that I don't even light more candlelight?
At this moment, a beautiful rhythm sounded out of nowhere.
Ying Zheng's eyes fell in the direction of the bedroom of Ganquan Palace, looking at the graceful posture that flew with the rhythm in the gauze curtain.
At first, he was slightly stunned, and then he looked at it with a little interest.
Under the dim candlelight, the hazy beauty, dancing, looming, has a different flavor.
Over time, the curtain slowly lifts.
Forehead......
This......
Ying Zheng looked at the sexy clothes Song Xian was wearing, and his eyes showed doubt.
Song Xian also saw His Majesty on the spot, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, it seems that His Majesty really likes it.
After the dance, the music stopped, and the palace maids quietly left Ganquan Palace.
Song Xian was lying on his side on the big bed, with a charming look on his face, looking beautiful and delicious, and he was ready to pick.
Seeing His Majesty staring at himself intently, he slowly walked towards him.
The big hand stretched out towards him, and Song Xian closed his watery eyes in anticipation, waiting for the king's love.
After a while......
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Song Xian felt His Majesty's big hand on him, and he never moved again.
What's going on?
Look, when he opened his eyes, Song Xianhu glanced at His Majesty suspiciously, but saw His Majesty, staring at his body with a contemplative expression.
Forehead?
What does that mean?
Is Your Majesty not good?
Could it be that little goblin......
Cough......
Song Xian's thoughts were chaotic, and he hurriedly put aside his distracting thoughts, his voice was shy, and he whispered softly with affection: "Your Majesty ......"
But Ying Zheng didn't seem to hear it, he still looked at Song Xian's clothes, although his face did not have the slightest color, but his heart had already turned a monstrous wave.
Could it be that someone sees the future like me?
This clothing is obviously the style of more than 2,000 years ago, and in this day and age, it is impossible to have this kind of clothing.
Erotic lingerie?
Yes, this is it!
"Your Majesty?"
Song Xian has been preparing carefully for a long time, but His Majesty is like a demon, always looking at himself in a daze.
What the hell is this?
Song Xian felt that his heart was cold, could it be that this dress was more attractive than himself?
"Where do these clothes come from?"
Ying Zheng came back to his senses, looked at Song Xian, and said with a serious expression.
This kind of thing is not trivial, if you don't find out, it's hard to feel at ease.
After all, Ying Zheng knows very well that he has the knowledge of the future, which is a restless factor that should not be underestimated.
If you leave it alone, there will be more than one day, and there may be changes.
Song Xian looked at His Majesty's cold gaze and trembled in his heart.
What's going on?
Isn't it just some ordinary clothing?
Although it is very magical, why is Your Majesty like this?
"Your Majesty...... Be...... The concubine's sister came to the palace a few days ago and gave it to the concubine. ”
Song Xian was frightened by His Majesty's gaze, and his voice trembled a little.
"And your sister made these clothes?"
Ying Zheng's voice was even colder, like a man-eating beast about to run wild, which made people feel fear and awe.
"No...... It's not my sister. ”
Song Xian hurriedly shook his head and said.
For some reason, Song Xian felt that if he answered that it was made by his sister, he was afraid that his sister would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
This feeling came suddenly, and Song Xian couldn't tell where it came from.
"Who made that?"
Ying Zheng continued to ask.
"The concubine doesn't know, but my sister said that this kind of clothing is very popular in Xianyang, and it is sought after by many dignitaries and nobles, and it should be sold by merchants outside the palace."
Song Xian replied honestly.
Merchant?
Even if you dig three feet into the ground, I will find you.
Song Xian was still nervous, but he felt His Majesty's big hands begin to roam over him.
Although it was very inexplicable, Song Xian soon forgot about these insignificant little things, and began to cater to his own king, unleashing his tenderness to the fullest.
Soon the Ganquan Palace was full of beautiful sounds......
On the second day, after leaving the court, Yingzheng summoned Bai Zhuo.
"Your Majesty."
Bai Zhuo bowed his hand and said.
"Find out where this thing came from and from whom."
Ying Zheng held a strange-shaped fabric in his hand and said to Bai Zhuo.
"Your Majesty, this blindfold seems to be a bit big? Who is so bold to take this kind of defective product out and sell it to the heavenly family? ”
Looking at the things in His Majesty's hand, Bai Zhuo was stunned, and immediately said angrily.
Poof......
Ying Zheng just took a sip of tea and squirted it out directly.
"It's not an eye patch, it's something my daughter's family uses to wrap her breasts."
Ying Zheng picked up the black cloth on the wooden shore and handed it to Bai Zhuo.
"Ahh
Bai Zhuo was a little surprised, let out an exclamation, and was sprayed with tea by His Majesty, he could only take the black cloth and wipe it.
What is Your Majesty doing to investigate this kind of thing?
Is this the thing used to wrap a woman's breasts?
Bai Zhuo has been on the side of the holy car for a long time, so he knows very little about these.
But the chest wrap he knew didn't seem to be like this, right?
But looking at this shape, the two hoods can be regarded as the right number.
I thought it was an eye patch, what a hell.