Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Servant
After Wei Huanting was sealed, Yi Lunhuan hastily selected a few pleasing ones, Feng Taishi's daughter Wen Wan'er was a talented person, and she lived in Minxiu Palace; Jiang Jue, the daughter of Jiang Weilong, the captain of the military academy, is a talented person and lives in Kunci Palace; Zhuang Yun, the daughter of Zhuang Quanpeng, is a woman in Liaozhou City, and lives in Minxiu Palace; Chen Qinghe, the daughter of Chen Guan, the governor of Huawucheng, is a picker and lives in Kunci Palace; Wu Yuanqiu, a folk girl, is Baolin and lives in Kunci Palace.
Obviously, Wei Huanting is now the dominant family in the harem, not only living alone in Zhongyu Palace, but also having the highest position.
Although Kang Jiuhe was secretly anxious about Yi Lun Huanfeng's low status, he still comforted himself that the emperor had finally chosen a concubine no matter what, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
That night, Yi Lunhuan quietly reviewed the official documents, Kang Jiuhe cautiously stepped forward with a plate from one side, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the matchmaker is here, please throw it." ”
Yi Lunhuan put down the pen in his hand, turned his face slightly, and his thin hand gently turned the dice on Kang Jiu and the tray he was, and the dice turned twice, and then slowly stood still like a dead leaf falling to the ground.
Kang Jiuhe glanced at it and said, "It's Wu Baolin, emperor, move to Kunci Palace." ”
Yi Lunhuan quietly stared at the delicate white porcelain dice, and for a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "No need. I don't have to listen to this spiritually unspiritual object. Swing the Zhongyu Palace. ”
Kang Jiuhe was stunned for a moment, his nose stirred twice, and he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it all after seeing Yi Lunhuan's cold face, so he had to bow his head and promise: "Yes." ”
When the news came out, Wei Huanting sat in front of the dressing mirror and smiled smugly, her slender and slender hand swept across the cold bronze mirror, and then flexibly turned to the back of her head like a fish swimming in water, and gently pulled out the silver hairpin, and the black green silk poured down like moonlight, supple like the feathers of a young bird.
The little eunuch hurriedly came, waited for the palace maid to bathe Wei Huanting, hurriedly wrapped her naked in the quilt, and carried her to the dormitory.
Yi Lunhuan was lying in Zhongyu Palace, his cold gaze passed through the floating dust and the soft moonlight that leaned in, and he silently stared at the white desolation outside the window.
The door opened and closed. The eunuch put Wei Huanting at the end of the bed and stepped back softly. Yi Lunhuan could feel Wei Huanting's soft and smooth body burrowing into the quilt at his feet, and then slowly climbed up against his body, and after a while, a plush head with a faint cherry blossom fragrance came out of his side.
Yi Lunhuan closed his eyes and felt Wei Huanting's warm breath on his neck.
"Your Majesty ......" Wei Huanting climbed on Yi Lunhuan's shoulder with one hand and called delicately.
Yi Lunhuan didn't untie his close-fitting thin clothes, but just turned over and covered Wei Huanting under him. He looked at Wei Huanting's eyes closed due to nervousness and shyness, and there was no emotion in the slender Danfeng's eyes. He stroked a hand on Wei Huanting's chest and shook it with force, Wei Huanting couldn't help but exhale, she felt that the hand on her chest was slender and cold, rhythmically teasing her delicate buds, layer by layer, between kneading and pinching, so that Wei Huanting's virgin body couldn't help but tremble with the rhythm of that hand.
The night was silent, but Wei Huanting's wheezing was getting heavier and heavier. Yi Lunhuan's index finger and thumb pressed slightly, twisted the red beans on Wei Huanting's soft white and tender buds, and then gently ravaged it, making Wei Huanting's body suddenly arch.
"Ah......" Wei Huanting's face flushed, and she snorted with satisfaction, but Yi Lun was stunned. He slid his hand back along Wei Huanting's back, and then held the softness behind Wei Huanting hard, rubbed it back and forth twice, and then slid it between Wei Huanting's legs.
Between the damp swamps, Yi Lunhuan gently poked with his fingers, and Wei Huanting couldn't help but scream again.
"Ahhh......h
Yi Lunhuan got up suddenly, pulled out his hand and looked at Wei Huanting with an expressionless expression, and said in a cold voice she had never heard before: "Get up and put on your clothes." ”
Wei Huanting is waiting for the final high. When the tide came, he was frightened by Yi Lunhuan's cold voice, and he turned over and sat up from the bed with difficulty, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.
"Your Majesty......??" She said in horror, "Is there something wrong with the concubines, ask the emperor for forgiveness, ask the emperor for forgiveness!" After saying that, he knelt on the bed, and the two soft scenery on his chest were unobstructed, and Wei Wanting also shook lightly twice, as if she was delusional that she could arouse Yi Lunhuan's desire.
But Yi Lunhuan was unmoved and threw the single clothes on her and said, "You're not wrong." I'm going to get you dressed now. ”
Wei Huanting didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to put on her clothes unwillingly, and then looked up at Yi Lunhuan at a loss, waiting for his next order.
Yi Lunhuan suddenly smiled coldly, which frightened Wei Huanting into a clever wit, and her legs were three points softer than just now.