Chapter 30: It's hard to have a good day (1)
Taiwei Zhao looked around, shook his head and said, "The minister doesn't know where Taifu went, so I guess there is something urgent." The emperor has something to do with him? β
The emperor smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, it's just that I can't see Taifu, I'm not used to it." β
The people who listened to this all laughed secretly. Mrs. Han raised the stupid emperor as a son! If you can't find it for a while, you won't get used to it, but it's not like a three-year-old child who has lost his father!
Captain Zhao sighed. The palace music sounded, and everyone went to see the palace maid's flying water sleeves and applauded.
He pinched his wine glass, looked at the person in front of him with confused eyes, and giggled, "You look so good." β
The person opposite chuckled and bent down to salute: "Thank you for the compliment." β
There is only one palace lamp left in the Agarwood Palace, which looks a little dim. Han Shuo looked at Yun Yun like this, and reached out to slowly pinch her chin: "Niang Niang is drunk? β
"Am I not drunk, waiting to wake up and face you?" Yun Yun smiled enchantingly, and wrapped his arm around Han Shuo's waist: "Knowing that you will come to me tonight, I will be drunk and wait for you, lest the conditions you say are too harsh and I can't stand it." β
Someone smiled lowly, and took her hand and lifted the whole person to her. Wrap your legs apart and around your waist, which is very beautiful.
"The minister has always felt sorry for his mother, otherwise, Bi Zhuo would not have survived to enter the venue." Han Shuo said: "If you lose, you will lose because you feel sorry for you." β
As he listened, he laughed as if he had heard some big joke, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Han Shuo, will you feel distressed? Isn't your heart made of stone? Bengong has already said it, and the sweet words are still left to the little girl. β
The warm smell of wine came up, and Han Shuo looked at the person on his body, slightly annoyed. Then he cursed in a low voice, and rolled towards the hibiscus tent with the person in his arms. With a wave of his hand, the tent fell.
"Can you be gentle? What do you always do to me with thorns all over your body? β
Yun Yun smiled on the pillow: "Taifu said and laughed, this palace is like jade skin, where are the thorns?" β
Fingers picked open one of his clothes, and unexpectedly saw Han Shuo's eyes darker, closed his eyes, and took the initiative to kiss his lips.
Han Shuo was not polite, he invaded the city recklessly, looking at the woman under him frowning and moaning in pain, he felt more realistic. The big hand brushed her body, and he felt that she was right, it was really like jade skin, and there were no thorns.
Possessing her strongly, Han Shuo kissed the tears that were slightly excited in the corners of his eyes, and bit her earlobe very badly and said, "After this love, the conditions given to Niangniang will definitely be merciful." β
The person who fell into lust shuddered violently, and glared at him with those phoenix eyes: "You! β
She was naΓ―ve again, how could she think that Han Shuo would take this love as a condition. This guy is really tortured, she won't stop!
"Don't look at me with such annoyance, Ripple." Han Shuo moved under him, gently and decisively setting off a wave of love in her body: "I don't like you and hate me." β
She bit her lip and closed her eyes from him. It's a pity, the only person she hates the most in her life is him!
The night was falling, and Hugh and Smiling stood outside the gate of the Agarwood Palace, and no one was allowed to approach. But there was no sound in the palace.
"Mother, my lips are biting and bleeding." Han Shuo stopped his movements, lowered his head and kissed his bloody lips: "The minister is real, he will feel distressed." β