Qing Yu looked at the scene in front of him, frowned, and subconsciously looked at Eleven beside him, wanting to know the answer he wanted from her.

The beauty in the tub stood up slowly, bumpy and bumpy, her perfectly perfect body exposed to the air, water dripping down her silky skin.

The palace maid standing on the side took off the clothes on the side and waited for Han Zhen'er to put the clothes on, the white robe was transparent under the lamp, and the Miaoman's body under the clothes could be vaguely seen.

Han Zhen'er walked to the bronze mirror and used a vermilion wood comb to groom her hair.

The palace maid took out a black burlap bag from the wardrobe, stuffed Caiyun into it, carried it on her shoulder with one hand, and went out of the room.

Han Zhen'er gently placed the wooden comb on the table, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"I've watched the drama for so long, I should have seen enough."

Qing Yan subconsciously dodged his body in the dark, only to feel a small hand suddenly reach behind his back, push hard, and the whole person jumped off the beam.

As soon as the feet occupied, when I looked up, there were other people on the beams.

Obviously, he was cheated by her.

Han Zhen'er sat upright and looked at the man in a navy green robe in front of her, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly covered it up.

"Do you know that breaking into the deep palace at night is a capital crime." Han Zhen'er laughed softly, "As soon as the palace speaks out, many people will rush in and take you down." ”

Qing Chen couldn't speak, and Madame didn't show up, so he could only stand quietly and look at each other.

At the same time, Han Zhen'er looked the man in front of her up and down.

The knife-cut facial features, the eyes as dark as ink without a trace of emotion, the indifferent lips are tightly pursed into a straight line, the long hair is tied behind him, and many strands of hair break free from their companions and float away at will.

There was a wound the size of a fingernail on the forehead, which did not affect this handsome face at all.

"Why not?" Han Zhen'er smiled, "Were you stupid because of the scene just now, or were you stupid because of my beauty?" ”

She got up slowly, twisted her slender waist and walked in front of Qing Chen.

The more this man looks, the more perfect he becomes, especially the fragrance of bamboo leaves on his body, which can disappear the irritability in her heart little by little.

"It's a shame to kill you like this." Han Zhen'er squinted at Qing Chen, and her voice was extremely charming and seductive.

Hearing this, Qing Yan frowned, and without waiting for the other party to approach, his right hand took out a soft sword from his waist and attacked the other party.

Han Zhen'er clicked on her toes and disappeared in front of Qing Chen's eyes like a ghost.

The white silk attacked Qing Zhen like a snake, and with a wave of the soft sword, the silk suddenly broke into several pieces and fell from the air, and at this time Qing Zhen saw Han Zhen'er half lying on the bed, in a bewitching posture.

The fragrance of flowers in the room suddenly became stronger.

Qing Yan suddenly covered his mouth and nose, and rushed out of the window without saying a word, white silk attacked from all directions, blocking his way.

No matter how much he cuts through these silks, more silk will come to him.

Soon, the entire room was occupied by silk.

Like a cicada's chrysalis, it was tightly wrapped in silk, unable to move, leaving only one head exposed.

watched the silk send him to Han Zhen'er's bed, and the next moment he was pressed by the other party.

The rich floral fragrance emanates from Han Zhen'er, with hallucinatory and aphrodisiac effects, which is also the secret of the eternal grace.

Men can't resist such fragrances and temptations.

However, Qing Chen is an exception.