"Ah Zhao, Xiaolong is holding back the pain, I can't stand it, oops, you just let me give you medicine, how can you get good if you don't take medicine?"

How do you sleep if it's not good?

Li Zhao knew Yang Houzhao's purpose, so he still didn't feel sorry for him.

But the boy's tone was almost pleading, and she didn't know how to refuse.

She didn't seem to want to refuse in her heart, and she was tickled by his words.

Li Zhao whispered the porcelain vase in Yang Houzhao's hand, and then said in his ear: "No, it's fine at night, my own body, I don't know yet."

Yang Houzhao was overjoyed when he heard it.

But the little goblin had just blown in his ear, which made him burn with lust at the moment.

Yang Houzhao threw Li Zhao onto the big bed, and then pressed his body up.

Then he began to pull Li Zhao's clothes.

The fine white flesh on her chest was exposed, and Li Zhao saw that he was panting heavily, and he was going to move seriously, so he hurriedly grabbed his collar.

They were only married on the third day, and this time they prostituted themselves during the day, and it was rumored that she would not live.

Yang Houzhao is so beautiful in the history books, but she doesn't have her name.

She's a clean slate.

But Yang Houzhao didn't want to spoil the fun, so he couldn't tell him directly.

Li Zhao persuaded his voice and said tactfully: "Long live Lord, it can be good at night, but not now, you can pity and pity your concubine."

After saying that, she shook her head slightly, it was embarrassing.

But she is always resolute and crisp, and at this time she is as shy as a little flower beaten by the rain, which is pitiful.

Yang Houzhao was originally excited because of Li Zhao's resistance, and raised his head stupidly when he heard this: "Isn't it okay now?" Is it just that afternoon? ”

Li Zhao: "......"

It's a shame that she's forty-six years old, and she still has to be coquettish, and she doesn't want any discipline.

Li Zhao hooked Yang Houzhao's neck and said coquettishly: "Long live the Lord is true, are you just missing such an afternoon, please have mercy."

Yang Houzhao thought to himself that he was ashamed of his shame, he couldn't wait, and he felt like he had been in the afternoon for several years.

But the lover begged hard, it must be that she is uncomfortable.

Please pity the three words deeply imprinted in his mind, so that he was reluctant to make the slightest rude gesture to her.

Yang Houzhao touched Li Zhao's little face distressedly.

He was reluctant to pat "Wang Zai" and said to "Wang Zai": "We will only see you at night."

Li Zhao: "......"

But I'm still relieved, and I don't have to prostitute myself in the daytime.

……………………

To the west of Qingning Palace, there is a hot soup pool with a large hall.

After dinner, the emperor was taking a bath in it.

The moonlight was shining brightly and hanging from the trees, and it was a very beautiful night.

Ma Yongcheng waited outside the palace of Wentang, saying that he was serving, but the emperor had not come out yet, and he had nothing to do.

Looking at the red lantern under the corridor of the main hall, a very irritable sorrow crept into my heart.

The emperor's wedding, lights everywhere, red flowers and red lanterns have not yet been lowered.

The huge palace, at this time, was a dazzling red, in stark contrast to the cold light of the sky, which was a mutually incompatible but unusually harmonious beauty.

Since the appearance of this Li Zhao, the emperor's dependence on him has been getting worse day by day.

Ma Yongcheng thought resentfully, the emperor's favor has been transferred to Zhao Jin, in the past, when the emperor went to feed the tiger, he would take him with him, but today he just left, and the emperor took Zhao Jin away without waiting for him.

How sad.

He can manage the entire Qianqing Palace, he is the emperor's most trusted person, is he still now?