Chapter 117: The Merry Prince

"Weichen greets the emperor, and the emperor is blessed with peace." A hoarse but extremely seductive voice sounded above her head, and it seemed to reach her ears softly through the conch.

The saliva from Yushu is about to flow out.

What a beautiful sound.

"No courtesy." Li Yushu said stupidly, when he got up in the morning, his brain hadn't turned around, but he only felt that the voice of Li Aotian was floating in his ears.

It wasn't until Li Aotian raised his long slender fingers and pressed his rough fingertips against Li Yushu's soft lips that Li Yushu reacted.

Yes...... Click.

"Uncle Huang, don't be rude." A carp from Yushu sat up and sat up, his hands around his chest.

Li Aotian's hand fell from her buttocks, reminiscing about the feeling of the plump elasticity, he smiled sexily, and rubbed his fingertips: "This night, the relationship between Weichen and the emperor has become more and more intimate, Weichen is very pleased, and the emperor can ask a question." ”

Hearing this, a sense of shame arose, and Yushu couldn't help but stare at his round eyes, and his heart was pounding.

There is a feeling that Liaotian is the emperor, and she is Liaotian's favorite concubine, and she is waiting for a reward after being favored by Liaotian.

But this is a rare opportunity.

She had to hold on.

After thinking about it, only one thought popped into his mind.

Alive.

Yes, she had to live.

Only when you are alive can you eat and drink spicy and spicy bubbles.

"Well, I don't have anything else to ask for." Li Yushu pondered and said, during the period, he also observed Li Aotian's expression from time to time, but Li Aotian was closing his eyes and recuperating, and he couldn't see his changing eyes, so Li Yushu had to bite the bullet and said: "I hope that no matter what happens, Uncle Huang can save my life." ”

It can be expected that in the near future, Liaotian will sit on this throne.

At that time, she will be a useless chess piece, and since she is useless, she will naturally have to be discarded.

Hearing this, Li Aotian opened his eyes and stared at Li Yushu with burning eyes, and asked, "What does the emperor think will happen?" ”

In Li Aotian's heart, Li Yushu's performance is a weak heart, he is wondering if it is because Li Yushu knows his life experience?

Thinking of this, his body suddenly tightened.

Li Yushu didn't expect him to be so serious, and he hummed and dealt with it randomly: "I don't know this." ”

"Wechen agreed." Away from Aotiante, he responded happily.

That tone, that action, that's called chic.

Quite a king's momentum, Li Yushu nodded happily, and his future fate was saved.

Promise in hand, just go.

Li Yushu yawned, but he didn't dare to stretch his waist unscrupulously, and took a breath into the air: "Uncle Huang, where are we going." ”

"Yihongyuan." As soon as Li Aotian's words came out, he shook Li Yushu to his head.

She subconsciously looked somewhere away from Aotian.

There is a fluttering flagpole, and Yushu understands that the imperial uncle needs to be soft.

*

Yihong Temple.

Even in the early morning, business is very good, after all, there are some hard-tasting sons who like to use the sun to cultivate their despicable sentiments, right?

The old bustard yawned and practiced a lazy wind at the door, pinching the handkerchief, the left master walked well, and the right master came in.

The rouge smell is enough to smoke a roast duck.

It's still a stinky roast duck.

The general son of the jade tree followed Aotian and put on a circle of merry noblemen.