The summer is merciless, and the showers stop at the beginning, and a layer of heat rises out of thin air, which makes people unreasonably hot.

The ever-bright lamp hangs high on the eaves, the stone steps are washed by the rain, the majestic and solemn buildings are high, the eaves are pecked high, each hugging the terrain, hooking the heart.

The rain and dew were ticking, and a puddle of water was startled in the silence of the night.

The queen's back was rubbing the pond bank, it was hot and painful, and her white and tender skin was red, and it was very delicate.

Jinshu flipped over her waist and his arms were resting across her chest, against the shore of the pool.

"How can you be so squeamish?"

There was a touch of shame on the queen's face, and her cheeks were crimson, covering the peach blossoms.

Such a beautiful woman only makes the heart burning, eager to rub her into flesh and blood, hide her in the golden house, and carve her into the bone marrow.

In Jin Shu's turbid consciousness, only the queen was left smiling.

He seemed to be drunk, drunk in the glitz of Shangjing, drunk in the tenderness and sweetness of Jin Roujia.

"The husband laughs at the concubine ......."

The queen's arm was half-propped up on her soft body, and she turned her head to look for Jinshu, and took a bite on the man's resolute jaw.

Two ambiguous marks like rabbit teeth, lined with that handsome holy face, like a god descending to earth dyed with seven emotions and six desires.

Jin Shu is like an ordinary husband and wife, and said softly: "How dare you be a husband, that raccoon slave is a gift for the lady's sins, I don't know if the lady can be happy?" ”

"I am happy, arrogant as a husband, and I am like no one in the Jiaofang Palace, and I am very wanton."

The queen thought of the little ball of hair, her skin was as white as snow and no miscellaneous hairs, her little head was held high, she was not afraid of life, and her heterochromatic pupils were dyed with the stars of the years, and the sense of familiarity inevitably increased a little, as if it should belong to her.

Jin Shu heard the queen's voiceover, and Zuo just teased her, and then teased back to himself, which was really more squeamish than the cat.

"The lady still has the leisure to crusade for her husband, it seems that she is not working hard enough for her husband, and she is not for her husband."

Jiao Jiaoer sighed suddenly.

"What is the lady thinking?"

Jin Shu brushed the wet hair on her sideburns and kissed her cheek, and in her unfathomable eyes, she was full of hunger and pleasure floating on the surface.

"Husband, the concubine wants to give birth to a little prince for you......."

The queen put her hands on her abdomen, hung her head with warmth, and half leaned on Jinshu.

Although he is grateful every day, he has never moved........

Marriage and childbirth are the female virtues that women have followed since ancient times, and the queen thinks that she is a deep lady raised by the Qingliu family, and it is urgent to open up branches and leaves for her sweetheart and noble emperor.

Jin Shu was stunned when he heard this, stroked his hair, changed his thoughts in his eyes, sucked the queen's earlobe with his thin lips, covered the queen's crossed lotus arm with his other hand, and carried her ashore, his words were full of merry and casual words: "That Jiaojiao will have another little Jiaojiao for me......."

There was another burst of clouds and rain in the hall, and the dumb maids who were sprinkled outside the hall in the spring disturbed were blushing and hanging their heads.

He woke up from the three thousand dreams, the glitz of Shangjing had nothing to do with him, and the tenderness and sweetness of the queen was an illusion created by him.

His queen has always been Jin Roujia, the little princess who was favored by thousands of people in the previous dynasty, and the daughter of a demon woman he longed to eat and drink his blood.

How could he let Jin Roujia give birth to his eldest son, the grace of the day is just a trick and humiliation, even if a person like him has a sincere heart, he will not give it to Jin Roujia.

The child-avoiding medicine is mixed with the warm medicinal diet, a bowl a day, and the queen is not very aware of it.

The princess who was high in the previous dynasty was just a plaything in his palm, locked in the golden house of the Jiaofang Palace by him and trampled on wantonly.

Melt spring, different thoughts.