is no longer those specious stand-ins, nor is it the illusory dream of midnight, but the real got her, feeling the slippery skin, the weak and boneless delicate body, drowning in that tenderness.

In the silent night, floating on the white veil of the bed, the two bodies are constantly entangled, the man's body is strong and powerful, the woman's body is plump and snow-white, one black and one white forms a strong visual impact, and occasionally the woman's crying and men's low roar are heard.

No matter how the woman cried and begged for mercy, the man was unmoved and possessed her fiercely.

Until her crying voice was hoarse and she fell asleep, he finally released himself, hugged her tiredly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Only a room of ambiguity that makes people blush.

Mingzhu was guarding the courtyard, listening to this voice, and couldn't help but tremble.

It happened, it happened......

In the darkness, a figure dodged away, silently, as when it came.

The next day, Queen Xu slowly opened her eyes, the sequelae of the hangover were still there, and her head still felt groggy.

She suddenly felt as if a hand was on her, and when she tried to move, her whole body ached as if she had been run over by something!

Didn't the king go to Zhao Feiyan last night, why did he appear in his palace again?

She removed that hand, and when she saw the face of the person holding her, she was terrified!

Chun Yu long? Why is he here? What's going on? Is it a dream?

She wanted to scream, but she covered her mouth again.

At this time, Chun Yuchang also woke up, and when he saw Queen Xu's expression, his eyes became deep.

"Why is this happening?" Empress Xu felt that she was about to collapse, she was the queen of a country, how could this happen? What kind of face do you have to see Emperor Cheng and the people of the world?

She jerked to her feet, grabbed a pair of scissors from the dresser, and stabbed herself in the chest.

Chun Yu stepped forward with a long step, grabbed her hand, and changed the direction of the scissors to himself.

"I couldn't help but forcibly occupy you last night, if you want to kill me, kill me!" He stabbed her scissor-holding hand hard into his chest.

"I've liked you since the first time I saw you, you know?"

That year, his mother died, his father married a bride again, the whole house was noisy and joyful, he hid alone by the pool in the back garden, feeling that he was the only one in the whole world, lonely and lonely, alone.

At that time, she happened to appear, dressed in a pink shirt, slim, delicate and lovely, like a jade man, quietly accompanying him to sit in the cold wind all night.

"Brother Chun, your mother will become a star every day to accompany you, you see the brightest one."

His heart was miraculously warmed, and she took the most special place in his heart from then on.

The tingling pain in his chest brought him to the back of his memory, and it turned out that some blood had oozed from his chest, which was shocking through his white robe.

Empress Xu struggled for a long time on her face, and finally snatched out her hand and threw the scissors on the ground.

"You go! I don't want to see you again! With that, she fell to the ground and wept bitterly.

Mingzhu ran in briskly from the outside and hurriedly went up to help Queen Xu.

Wang Mang's eyes darkened, and the brilliance in his eyes dissipated little by little.

"Take care of the mother!"

He didn't forget to tell Mingzhu a word and turned to leave.