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Ji Gong flicked his sleeves and left the dormitory but did not leave the Qiongtai Palace, his ** broke through everything and needed an outlet to pour. He walked to the main hall and called Twenty-Seven to summon Sangzhu in, he didn't care about the collision and demand, this strength made Sangzhu almost unbearable, the initial murmur turned into the last begging for mercy, from the main hall into the dormitory.

Bao Xi had to admit that she was not as calm and arrogant as she looked, her heart was like being tormented on top of a pan of oil, her hands were tightly clutching the white cloth on the bed, trying her best to contain the agitated emotions in her chest, she found that she had fallen deeply in love with this man, like all the other women in the harem.

How many women can keep a clear head when he holds you in the palm of his hand? Especially when he is the king of a country high above and is willing to be your minister, how many women can have reason?

Ji Gongyan's love for Sangzhu was like an extreme revenge, wandering almost everywhere in the main hall, and finally Sangzhu kept letting out a trembling tone and begged Ji Gongyu to let him go, and this roar filled the entire Qiongtai Hall for several hours.

Bao Xi frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Before going out, the mistress had told her that no one could last a love affair for several hours, unless there was something wrong with the man. The only explanation is that this kind of ** pleasure can't really let him get some kind of enjoyment, and he can't reach the commanding heights of a certain emotion like the woman under him.

Looking at Bao Xi's sorrowful brows, Twenty-seven cautiously asked, "Niangniang?" ”

Bao Xi suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Twenty-Seven.

"Twenty-seven doesn't understand," Twenty-seven looked at Bao Xi and said, "Why did the king hurriedly pick you up from Huachen Hall to sleep, and then turned around and left to spoil Sangzhu?" ”

"I asked him to leave," Bao said.

"Why?" Twenty-seven asked puzzledly, the women of the harem couldn't ask for Ji Gongyan's favor, and there was no second person who acted like this except for the arrogant and willful Mrs. Zheng, who would take it as a coquettish pleasure when she was most glorious.

Bao Xi didn't answer Twenty-seven, and she also didn't tell Ji Gongyan the answer to this question.

Because she loved him, she fell in love with the man who fought alone in the wilderness, and he was unlike any man she had ever met. He never told anyone about his sincerity, even if he was lonely and in pain, he would never frown.

Twenty-seven could not get an answer, so she could only close the door of the dormitory more tightly in an attempt to block the intermittent shouts from outside the door, she knew that her master would not feel good when she heard such a scream, and the more she pretended to be colorless, the more turbulent and uncontrollable hysteria became in her heart.

On the second day, on the main hall, Ji Gongyan had long since disappeared, leaving only a messy battlefield, full of torn and torn clothes on Sangzhu's body, she was lying on the chair collapse of the hall, her hair was messy, naked, and her lower body was oozing with faint red blood, her eyes looked at the ceiling in a daze, and the breathing in her mouth was messy, as if she had not recovered from this deep joy.

She was very tired, but she refused to close her eyes, like a terrible nightmare, and she was afraid of being haunted and distressed.

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