Chapter Twenty-Eight: Cannibalism
"The emperor has arrived", the chief eunuch guarding the door outside the hall shouted, and Murong Tianran had already returned to the dragon couch.
Through the curtain of golden silk and jade wisps, the yellow figure did not walk towards the dragon couch, but walked towards the mahogany table, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.
Murong poured out her long hair, leaning lazily on the edge of the dragon couch, her phoenix eyes half-narrowed and looked at the figure on the other side of the golden silk curtain, "The concubine occasionally feels unwell, she can't go out to welcome the emperor, I hope the emperor will forgive her sins", Sakura's lips opened lightly, and she said casually.
The yellow figure slowly moved to the front of the curtain, the white and slender fingertips gently lifted the curtain, the first thing that caught the eye was the deep black eyes, followed by the sexy and sultry thin lips, with a dazzling smile, "The beauty needs to be seen by the imperial doctor"?
Murong Tianran's phoenix eyes slowly opened, his stunning cheeks were elegant and refined, and he smiled slightly: "The concubine doesn't bother the emperor, just take a break."
"Beauty, beautiful scenery, don't miss this Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold", Lang Xiaochen finished speaking, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked to the side of the dragon couch with a leisurely attitude, flicked his yellow robe, and sat beside Murong Tianran.
Murong Tianran smiled at Lang Xiaochen, the jade plate made the face exquisite, the two bent eyebrows, enveloping a pair of flowing autumn waves, the lips were as bright and attractive as ripe cherries, and a pair of soft wattles gently stroked Lang Xiaochen's chest, slowly moving downward, until the jade belt around his waist.
"The beauty is the daughter of the richest man in Linlang"? Lang Xiaochen stared at Murong Ran's expression with affection, and his deep eyes longed to see a hint on her face.
After hearing this, Murong Tianran stopped his movements, and replied with a light smile: "The concubine is indeed the daughter of Murong Mansion", and after speaking, the jade hand groped for the jade belt that stretched out to Lang Xiaochen's waist.
"Have you ever met my brother?"
"The emperor is referring to Prince Rui? The concubine lives deep in the boudoir, and she has been able to walk out of the mansion since the draft, so how can she meet others", Murong Tianran still smiled movingly on the surface, but secretly said in his heart, looking at Lang Xiaochen's appearance, it is not so easy to deal with, why ask some nonsense, even if Lang Xiaoyue sent me, he still expects me to tell the truth?
Lang Xiaochen stopped speaking, lowered his head and looked at the dragon robe that had been untied, a trace of weirdness flashed in his eyelids, his sexy and seductive jaw gradually raised an arc, his strong chest muscles were half covered and half hidden, and Murong Tianran's cheeks were slightly red, trying to calm down his slightly rapid breathing, and the soft sword slowly stretched out to the half-covered inner hall.
Suddenly, covered by a dark shadow, Lang Xiaochen reflexively pressed Murong Ranran under him, and his sexy and hoarse voice kept teasing her sensitive nerves, "The beauty is so unfamiliar, is it better to let me please the beauty"?
Murong looked at the handsome face in horror, her breathing became more and more rapid, damn man, she couldn't stop cursing in her heart, it seemed that everything was beyond her expectations, and bursts of mature man's breath rushed into the tip of her nose, which made her feel like she couldn't hold it.
Lang Xiaochen tore off the profane clothes wrapped in the woman under him, and Murong Tianran also felt a burst of coolness, and her flawless body was undoubtedly exposed.
Lang Xiaochen bent down, his thin lips handed to the roundness of Murong Tianran's chest, "That's enough", suddenly, Murong Tianran let out a cold voice, Lang Xiaochen stopped his movements, and leaned on the inside of the dragon couch at will, his water chestnut facial features were instantly expressionless.
And Murong Tianran quickly picked up the dirty clothes and wrapped them around her delicate body, and looked at Lang Xiaochen coldly, "The emperor has not favored any concubines in the past four years, why is he so kind to the harem today?"
"The Queen Mother will draft girls for me to fill the harem every year, of course, there are also some people who fish in troubled waters, who sent you, I don't need to know, and I won't blame you, hey, I'm a little tired, come up and sleep", Lang Xiaochen sighed lightly, turned over and fell asleep.
Murong Tianran walked over slowly, opened the curtain, looked at the people inside the dragon couch, found a corner and lay down, in modern times, although she never cared about history, but more or less knew that the ancient emperor was the most pitiful person, dealing with the affairs of the country every day, and guarding against those who wanted to rebel, and the harem dispute was endless.
Many people dream of being the emperor, but they don't know that after sitting on the throne, the heavy responsibility on their shoulders can crush them to death, Lang Xiaochen's words just now, she heard the sound of the strings, it seems that the spies lurking in the palace are not only her Murong Ran.
Carefully looked at Lang Xiaochen's sleeping face, his nose was like a hanging beam, his lips were like Dan, his skin was like clotted fat, and Lang Xiaoyue was faintly similar, siblings, flesh and blood were killing each other, Lang Xiaochen didn't want to be like this.
Murong Tianran got up quietly, unfolded the futon and put it on Lang Xiaochen's body, and couldn't help but purse his lips and sneer, when did he become so kind-hearted?