Chapter 140: Licheng, Long Live Lord soon
Then the bright yellow bed curtain fell, and the temperature inside gradually rose.
Finally coaxed people, and when it came to the door, Yang Houzhao thought to himself that I had only blown it for so long, and now it is time to show my true ability, I must let Xiaolong show his magical powers, and let Ah Zhao want to die, and she will never be able to do without Xiaolong in the future.
Li Zhao is more nervous than Yang Houzhao, she is afraid of pain, she is afraid of pain, she is afraid of pain, don't don't don't ......
At this time, Yang Houzhao suddenly remembered something.
He looked back on the quilt.
At the head of the bed, on the big red quilt, a piece of one-foot-square brocade white is flawless.
Yang Houzhao said in a sullen voice: "I almost forgot it, if you forget it, Ah Zhao, you will be scolded by the queen mother tomorrow."
After speaking, he put the Jinpa under Li Zhao's body, and then returned to Fang Cai's posture.
At this time, outside the two layers of curtains, Ma Yongcai had been listening.
Knowing that it was the emperor who had put Jinpa under the queen, he couldn't help frowning.
After worshipping the hall, the queen mother's will to him was to let him watch when he was in the emperor's cave room, and try to put the brocade in an inconspicuous place, once there is no Li Zhao's red on the brocade, the queen mother will not recognize her as a virgin, and will say that she has had a good time with the emperor before, so that she can use this matter to squeeze Li Zhao.
If the emperor protects him again, Li Zhao himself will have no face.
But it seems that this opportunity is not going to work.
There was a woman's pain in the tent.
Qing's voice is not high, but Ma Yongcheng is sure that it really won't work.
He sighed and silently exited the room.
On the bed, the atmosphere is back.
Yang Houzhao had already broken into the door and leaned in, and Li Zhao's aching forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Fortunately, Yang Hou didn't dare to move after two moves, his forehead was full of green tendons, and his bright eyes were red and bloodthirsty, he was forbearing.
Li Zhaojiao said: "Long live Lord, okay, okay, are you okay?"
Yang Houzhao was anxious to hit Li Zhao, his body was tight, he couldn't hold it anymore, and urged, her soft pleading voice almost made him lose his armor.
But how can this work, if he remembers correctly, the kung fu of a stick of incense has not yet arrived, and he must not be laughed at when it is finished, so he does not want this kind of shame.
Li Zhao couldn't stand the pain, and half of her time when she came in felt like Ling Chi, and she wanted to die when she came in the whole time.
She grabbed Yang Houzhao's back, thinking that you don't move yourself, I move.
Oh my God.
Yang Houzhao shouted angrily: "Don't move, don't move......"
Finished.
Yang Houzhao's eyes turned white, and he felt a burst of extreme joy, and then lay on Li Zhao weakly.
But after the joy of continuing, all that remains is deep chagrin.
He looked up at Li Zhao, like a fried lion: "You ruined my reputation."
Where did Li Zhao listen to what he said, her arms hurt, her legs hurt, her whole body hurts, and her body is slimy and uncomfortable.
She looked out of the bed tent and said, "Come ......."
As soon as he heard this word, Yang Houzhao was so frightened that his eyes were about to fall out.
Originally, only Li Zhao knew that he was fast, but when he shouted like this, didn't everyone in the palace know that he was fast?
"Don't ......"
Yang Houzhao went to block Li Zhao's mouth.
"People, if you want water, hurry up."
It's too late again.
Yang Houzhao turned over, lying on the red brocade quilt on all fours, his little dragon was already lying on his lap softly, he should be asleep, and there was no longer the majestic wind of Fang Cai.
So he's short tonight, isn't he?
Not only his queen, but also the whole palace know that he is very short, right?
Yang Hou looked at the bright yellow bed tent, and only felt that there was nothing to love.