The dark fragrance floated in the Tianji Pavilion, Zhong Weiwei moved his nose, this taste is quite special, and it must be very precious.

Tianji Pavilion is usually not inhabited, how can such incense be used? Chonghua doesn't need it, could it be that there are other women here?

Zhong Weiwei thought of Zhao Hongtu's ambiguous expression just now, was jealous, strode in, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty? ”

Suddenly, Chonghua stood quietly not far from her, leaning on a vermilion lacquered wooden pillar, staring at her with unusual longing and suppressed madness in his eyes.

Zhong Weiwei was uncomfortable by him, and he only felt that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and laughed dryly: "Your Majesty seems to be very drunk?" ”

"Come here." Chonghua stretched out his hand to her, his voice hoarse.

Zhong Weiwei intuitively felt that he was very dangerous at the moment, but his feet walked towards him as if he had been enchanted.

As soon as he took a few steps, Chonghua grabbed her hand and pulled it hard, and she fell heavily on his chest, instantly close to him, breathing entangled.

Chonghua lowered his eyes and stared at her, turned around, pushed her to the pillar, hugged her waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, pried open her teeth, and squeezed his tongue in.

Zhong Wei was the only one who was excited, her mind was blank, she forgot to resist, and she didn't want to resist.

She has been hesitant these days, but her heart has already given her the answer, she is willing to bet, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, so be it.

She reached out and put her arms around Chonghua's neck and counterattacked viciously, Chonghua gasped low, his eyes lit up abnormally.

A thin sweat soaked down his forehead, and he pressed against her forehead, and his voice was hoarse, and he could not refuse:

"I want you, I miss you, Ah Wei, give you to me, I've been thinking about it for many years, **** I think about it every night, I think about it when I have time."

His eyes were wild and longing, and his body was so hot that it almost roasted her.

He hugged her waist tightly, giving Zhong Weiwei the illusion that he would break her waist.

Zhong Weiwei's heart was beating wildly in her chest, she turned her heart sideways, trembled and put her hand into Chonghua's clothes.

The overlapping imperial robes, the gold thread dragon embroidery on them rubbed together, rustling, and transformed into a moving music.

The cold and soft little hand touched the hot skin, Chonghua closed his eyes, and his whole body trembled, just a little, and he couldn't help but climb to bliss.

He kissed Zhong Weiwei frantically, put his hand into her dress, stoic and impatient, what a rare opportunity, he could finally have a chance to get her and keep her.

Zhong Weiwei closed his eyes, and Chonghua finished what he didn't do back then.

She doesn't want to wait any longer, love is love, why not have fun in time?

What will happen in the future, we will talk about it in the future.

The pale cyan female official uniform fell to the ground, and the vermilion undershirt spread out, revealing the snow-white and delicate shoulders like mutton fat.

Chonghua gasped lowly, and inhaled the white jade-like skin, leaving a series of fiery red marks on it.

There was a stinging pain under her body, Zhong Weiwei curled up, and couldn't help but want to dodge, but her back was against the wooden pillar, and there was no escape.

Chonghua opened her legs and hung them on his waist, not allowing her to escape: "Ah Wei, Ah Wei, I have been waiting for this moment for many years......"

He whispered in her ear, eager to tear her apart and chew on her slowly.

Zhong Weiwei softened, she clumsily wanted to do something, but it was always harder than she thought to really want to do something.

Chonghua was so nervous that he didn't dare to move, he rested his head on her shoulder, his long eyelashes hanging down, covering his eyes.

"Don't move." He whispered, as if he were in great pain.

Zhong Weiwei didn't know what was wrong with him, so he didn't move obediently, and comforted him in a thoughtful whisper: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." ”

Chonghua opened his eyes and looked at her, revealing a very strange expression, as if he wanted to laugh, but also as if he couldn't bear it.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, accompanied by Empress Dowager Wei's voice: "What about Your Majesty?" Where is Your Majesty? ”

Why is the old witch here?

Zhong Weiwei became nervous, and felt a sense of guilt and embarrassment that he had done something bad and was caught on the spot.

She grabbed Chonghua's hand and whispered, "Don't ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already broken in.

She gasped in pain, her eyes were slightly sore, but not a single tear came out, but she felt a sense of relief.

Finally, you don't have to worry about it, if you love him, take him down and eat him!

"Shh......h Don't care about anything, just think about me and feel it wholeheartedly, she can't get in. ”

Chonghua turned a deaf ear to the sound outside, and gently bit her chest through the light underwear, flickering and heavy, grinding with her ears and temples, gentle and patient.

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of Zhong Weiwei's heart, and she lost all her strength.

She opened her eyes wide, looked at Chonghua, leaned on him wholeheartedly, and gave herself all to him.

Chonghua half-lowered his eyes and made eye contact with her, and the tenderness and love in his eyes fell on her like moonlight.

Empress Dowager Wei was not able to break in, and even she didn't stay outside long enough.

Because someone shouted loudly: "Concubine Xuan Niangniang has an accident!" ”

The noise quickly cleared, and silence fell through.

Zhong Weiwei grabbed Chonghua's hand, her head was in chaos, she felt that today's events were simply a mess.

She felt like a drowning person, and if she didn't catch something, she would definitely drown.

She tried her best to concentrate and analyze Chonghua's drunkenness, Empress Dowager Wei's scheme, and Xuan's accident, what is the connection between the three.

Chonghua slammed into her suddenly, and an indescribable sensation arose, the feeling of a soul screaming to get out of her body.

Zhong Weiwei grabbed Chonghua's hand in a distraction, and the whole person went up and down, drifting with the tide, feeling that she couldn't forget what happened today until she died, and the absurdity was unprecedentedly exciting.

Chonghua saw her eyes and couldn't control it anymore, "Ah Wei, Ah Wei, my Ah Wei ......"

He whispered her name and did a whole set of things that he had endured for many years, and had imagined and rehearsed many times in his dreams.

Zhong Weiwei didn't make a sound, only looked at Chonghua bravely, and his gaze lingered, and no one would let anyone go.

The imperial robes embroidered with gold fell to the ground and made a small bed.

The young emperor lay on it, using his body as a barrier to block the cold on the ground for Zhong Weiwei.

He grabbed her weak waist and used all his strength to lead her to dance, drunk and dreaming of death, unwilling to wake up.

The sun was sinking little by little, and the glow of the glow stained the window paper of the Tianji Pavilion into a brilliant carmine.

Zhong Weiwei's skin was dyed pink, she put her hand in Chonghua's hair, and murmured emotionally: ". (To be continued.) )