Ye Yulin had already been greeted by Concubine De and asked him to say more good things about Shi Jiayi in front of his father.

At this time, he spoke: "Father, a poem written by the previous son was guided by Aunt Jia!" ”

Ye Wuxian suddenly remembered that the last time she was in the imperial garden, it seemed that she hinted: There are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken?

"Lord Shi's daughter is really exquisite. After reading Lin Er's poems, I felt that who taught such a wonderful idea. He complimented.

"That poem was written by the courtiers who were bored, and it was actually seen by the emperor, and the courtiers were really shameless......"

Seeing the affectionate woman in front of him, Ye Wuxian had already made up his mind.

"Father, Aunt Jia is not only proficient in poetry, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!" Ye Yulin said proudly.

"Oh? I really want to see it! ”

"Your Majesty, the courtiers are not talented, not as good as the second prince said. But I didn't have anything to do lately, and I did paint a portrait......"

Seeing her face like a peach blossom at night, her heart moved.

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Ye Yulin had already left with his subordinates on the grounds that he still had homework to do.

The two went to the study, Shi Jiayi closed the door, and she walked over shyly and took out the picture she had drawn.

Night Wuxian was surprised.

The person on the painting is him. No artist has ever painted him so vividly!

Liao Liao has a few strokes, but they are detailed and vivid. He believes that the person who made this painting must have carved him into his mind, otherwise he would not be so perfect.

"Your Majesty, can the courtiers be painted like each other?"

"Are you guilty of stealing my portrait?" Ye Wuxian's heart moved, and he was already approaching her.

"Please punish the emperor!" Shi Jiayi's eyes looked straight at him, nervous and expectant. She is not an ancient person, she must wait for the candle night in the cave room, even if Ye Wuxian wants to do something to her here, she will not stick to chastity.

Nightshade pressed her against the desk. There seemed to be a vague fragrance on her body.

He took a soft sip and clamped her chin with his hand. His eyes looked at her deeply: "Tell me, what tricks did you play?" ”

He is not a man who impulses/moves, and although he has not touched a woman in such a long time, he will not get to the point of being hungry for her.

As soon as she approached just now, she couldn't wait to immediately put her down under her. The desire/desire that could not be suppressed forced him to be extremely uncomfortable.

Even though he was wary of her, Night's hands still began to roam around her irregularly.

He stared at her, but his hand was not slow at all.

"Your Majesty ......" Shi Jiayi obediently took off the sachet and put it on the tip of her nose to take a deep breath, "This is the incense made by my mother, which is harmless to the body......"

When she smelled it herself, she began to lose control of it, and her voice softened all of a sudden, delicate and seductive.

This sound completely buried the sanity of the night. He gasped slightly, and tore the cover from her body, revealing her bare, round shoulders.

Ye Wuxian picked her up and put her down on the desk.

Shi Jiayi saw the storm in his eyes.

This man is like a beast that has been hungry for days. She could imagine the pain that tore her apart for a while, and before it even began, she couldn't help frowning.

Shi Jiayi gasped and said, "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, please tap ...... in a moment."

Night Warrior ignored her.

If he likes it, he will naturally pity it more. But now, with desire/hope triparting over reason, where can he take care of more?

Roughly restraining her trembling legs, her breath was disordered.