He picked up the wine from his glass, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"Mei Ziqing, good wine."

As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup with a cooler heart.

The little emperor looked at the person in front of him with a normal expression, and finally sensed that something was wrong.

"You ......"

Jun Zui chuckled under his breath, he looked up and let out a long sigh.

"Your Majesty, who did you get your poison from?"

The little emperor was stunned for a moment.

Jun Zui looked at her, obviously smiling, but the look in his eyes made the little emperor in front of him shiver unconsciously.

"Concubine Lin?" His voice was low: "The king is in charge? And Eunuch Li, who often goes out of the palace to buy? Is that right? ”

The little emperor looked at him stunned, and the blood all over his body was about to congage.

"You know ......"

Jun drunk gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then pinched the back of her neck, pulled her to himself, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Heh, the emperor wants to kill me, I understand." Prime Minister Jun looked at the emperor in front of him, walked up to her, picked her up from her seat, and put her on the stone table: "But the emperor is afraid that he has forgotten, the Praetorian Guards are in my hands." ”

He knew it from the very beginning when she did those little movements.

The person he loved the most wanted to kill him, he originally thought that his heart should hurt, but maybe it was painful for a long time, and he actually took it for granted.

Jun's drunken hand slowly swept across her cheek, and finally pinched her chin and kissed it.

The man in his arms came to his senses and reached out to push him away.

Jun drunk but pressed her on the table.

Only at this time did the little emperor feel that his whole body was weak, and a certain kind of heat came from the depths of his body.

Underneath him was a cold stone table, and in front of him was a tough man.

The little emperor, who was panting heavily by the drug, bit his lip stubbornly: "You...... What was done to me? ”

Hearing her ask, Jun Zui smiled: "The emperor didn't want to use poison on me, so the minister used a little trick." ”

Somewhere unspeakable is getting hotter and more itchy.

The little emperor clasped the stone table under him, waiting for him to bully and press him up as usual.

The adulterous appearance who usually pressed people under him and was about to start doing clouds and rain is like a humble gentleman at this time, only looking at the people under him.

The little emperor wanted to get down from the stone table and return to his palace to think of a solution, but Jun Zui stretched out his hand and pressed her back.

The heat was getting stronger and stronger, her face flushed, and she was drenched in sweat.

The little emperor was dazed, he couldn't bear it anymore after being tortured by the drug, and stretched out his hand to relieve himself in front of him, Jun Zui pressed her hand back with deep eyes.

The little emperor struggled unrelieved, his slender legs intertwined, and one of his shoes was kicked off, revealing his shiny toes.

The shell-like toes curled up and kicked the table unbearably.

The drug was domineering, she was disheveled, and the cherry opened and closed in small mouths, moaning unconsciously in a small voice.

Jun Zui looked at the person in front of him, leaned down unhurriedly, and pressed her under him.

The delicate body under him immediately attached to him, rubbing against him unconsciously.

Jun was drunk but didn't move, let her rub it, and only whispered in her ear: "The emperor is mighty, how can it be like this?" ”

The little emperor was tortured by drugs and couldn't hear what the person in front of him was saying.

She snorted and stretched out her arms around his neck.

Jun Zui was merciless, pressed her back to the table, and asked, "Your Majesty, but do you want me to help you?" ”