Following.

The early morning wind blows into the main hall, blowing through the exquisite embroidered curtains, blowing the curtains like mountains and seas.

On the huge dragon bed was a beautiful woman sleeping.

Not long after.

The woman opened her eyes, a little confused.

"Hey...... My waist ......"

Fusang reached out and rubbed his sore waist, feeling a little uncomfortable all over his body.

The scene of last night flashed through my mind like a passing eye.

Her cheeks flushed.

Sky...... Oh my God.

She put the little girl to sleep.

No wonder I woke up feeling like I had been gnawed by something, and I felt soreness and weakness everywhere.

Fussan lifted the quilt and looked down at himself.

He was wearing a comfortable snow-white shirt, and some ambiguous red marks were faintly visible where the skin was exposed.

Fusang couldn't help but hold his little face with both hands.

The little obedient is too ruthless.

Look at the traces that can't be concealed all over her body, and if you want to go out, you have to wear some high-necked clothes.

Suddenly a voice came from the outer hall.

Fusang hurriedly got into the quilt and pretended to be asleep.

"Did the mother wake up?" The boy's voice was tinged with pleasure.

Lane Hua followed behind the young emperor.

The emperor is really fond of Niangniang, and he just came over in the morning.

Langhua replied respectfully: "I haven't woken up yet." ”

Pu Yangtang walked into the inner room through the screen, waved his hand and said, "You go down and order, prepare some breakfast, and then come over to serve the mother to wash." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Pu Yangtang turned to look at the girl who was asleep on the bed.

The girl's beautiful cheeks were faintly crimson, and her red lips were slightly pursed, as if she was sleeping soundly.

Pity...... Slightly fluttering eyelashes.

A smile appeared on Pu Yangtang's unusually handsome face, hooking his thin and good-looking lips.

He walked slowly on his long legs.

Then, sit down on the edge of the bed.

Fusang's eyes were tightly closed, and he felt the boy sitting on the edge of the bed, and his body couldn't help but tense.

The young man lowered his eyes to look at her for a moment, stretched out his white and slender fingers, and stroked her fair and delicate face.

Fusang's breath was suffocated, and his hands under the quilt tightened.

The young man's slightly cool fingers slowly went down, caressing the graceful neck, then the sexy collarbone, and the tendency to gradually go inward.

Fusang finally couldn't help it anymore and reached out to grab his wrist.

"Don't pretend to be asleep?" The boy's melodious voice was smiling.

Fusang opened his beautiful eyes and looked at the young man with slightly hooked lips.

"I was woken up by you."

The young emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

"It's my fault for waking you up, let me serve my mother and dress, how about it?"

Fu Sang blinked and said, "Really? ”

"Nature."

Pu Yangtang stretched out his knobby hand to her and said, "Concubine Niangniang, please get up." ”

Fusang smiled and grabbed his hand and sat up.

Pu Yangtang walked to the wardrobe in the distance and opened the cabinet where the clothes were placed.

"Which one do you want to wear today?"

The young emperor was wearing a black and gold embroidered dragon robe, with a lazy but somewhat serious expression.

Fussan thought it very amusing that he pretended to serve her.

blurted out: "Xiaotangzi, this palace wants to wear that blue." ”

Gonggong Gao and the palace maids waiting outside were all shocked in place.

Even if the emperor favors the concubine again, at least there is a degree.

Dare to call the emperor, there are no rules to the extreme!

What do you think......

Pu Yangtang was not angry, with a smile on the corner of his lips, he took out the light blue fairy robe from the cabinet.

"But this garment?"

Fusan nodded happily at his little head.