Someone was called to prepare hot water. When the water was ready, Zhang Dehui stood at the door of the dormitory, the smell of fragrant millet was rich in the hall, through the layers of light veil, the figures hugging each other on the couch could be faintly seen, he quickly lowered his eyes, and lowered his head so much that he almost wanted to nest in his arms.

Someone suddenly came in the dormitory, knowing that the people at the door couldn't see inside through the light veil, Murong Wan was still so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Stand down, you don't have to serve." The emperor ordered, and Zhang Dehui hurriedly responded and retreated with the palace people.

The door of the dormitory was closed again, and Murong Wan just breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that her body was light, and she had been picked up by the emperor.

The sudden take-off made her exclaim: "Your Majesty, let me down!" ”

"Are Wan'er sure she can walk?" The emperor's gentle face had a wicked smile, and his two thick eyebrows were slightly raised.

Murong Wan nodded, and she was stuck in the man's arms nakedly, making her feel uncomfortable. As she wished, she was put on the ground, reaching for the robe thrown on the edge of the couch, and the pain of the tearing made her legs go weak and almost fall to the ground, and she couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

"Alas...... Little fool. The emperor shook his head helplessly, picked her up, pulled her robe, wrapped her, and walked straight to the inner room.

Although there is a skin-to-skin relationship, it does not mean that Murong Wan can calmly bathe with the man in front of her. But the emperor just carried her into the bathtub, so ashamed that she wanted to faint immediately.

Although the bathtub was very large, as soon as the sturdy man entered, it took up most of it, and Murong Wan could only shrink herself into the corner as much as possible. Fortunately, the emperor didn't let her serve and bathe, and the two quickly cleaned up, and the emperor picked her up and went back to the dormitory.

Lying side by side in the brocade quilt, the messed bedding on the couch had already been changed, and Murong Wan's face turned red again when she thought of the traces of joy on the quilt being seen by the palace people. She didn't dare to look at the emperor beside her, and turned her head to the inside.

In the large dormitory, except for the occasional sound of red candles burning, only the sound of men's steady breathing lingered in their ears. Murong Wan quietly turned her head to peek over, the emperor's eyes were closed, and his breath was steady.

The angular contours, the thick eyebrows are slightly raised with soft ripples, and the slightly curled eyelashes hide the narrow eyes. The bridge of Yingting's nose is like a mountain, and the thin pale pink lips are pursed lightly. At this moment, the man retreated from the majesty of the emperor, and there was a bit of ethereal in his handsomeness.

The long, shiny black jade hair was draped over the pillow, and a few strands of hair crossed the pillow and intertwined with the girl's hair.

Murong Wan stroked the black hair that covered her hair, his hair was stiffer than hers, and Shun Zezhong was tenacious, and the two different hair types were held in the palm of her hand, which made her suddenly think of the married couple.

It's a pity that she is not his wife and is not qualified to marry him.

Alas...... If the mind is not complete, the mind is useless. Murong Wan closed her eyes and emptied her thoughts, but she quickly fell asleep.

The girl's breathing gradually sank, and the emperor opened his eyes and looked sideways. He didn't sleep just now, and he was diligent in government every day, which made him develop the habit of going to bed late. Seeing that Murong Wan was very ashamed, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

With his eyes closed, the other senses of the person become more sensitive, and the almost inaudible sigh just now fell into his ears, making him very puzzled. When I opened my eyes, I saw the little hands as soft as snow caressing the intertwined hair of the two, and I had a little understanding in my heart.

He is the emperor, she is a concubine, naturally she will not worship heaven and earth and enter the cave room like ordinary couples, let alone have to do these things to do and knot, and the little things may be sorry for this.

Looking at the girl's beautiful sleeping face, a trace of softness appeared in the emperor's heart. The crimson face under the dim candlelight is charming and moving, but she is still a pure girl, so beautiful, so quiet, so soft that people can't put it down. Looking back on the beautiful scene tonight, the blood is about to boil again.

He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, what was wrong with him? Whether it was the first time that he had his period, or when he was with the Yuan family or other concubines later, there had never been such a time when he couldn't stop. He thought he had a lot of self-control, but tonight he was out of control.

Not only did he want her hard, but he also wanted to eat the marrow and want to do it a second time, and even now he has the urge to press her under him.

I took a deep breath away from my eyes and barely managed to suppress the restlessness in my body.

Murong Wan was extremely tired, but sleeping with a man for the first time in her life made her not sleep deeply, and she woke up as soon as the fifth watch drum sounded. Just as he was about to get up, the arm around his waist suddenly tightened.

"It's still early, let's sleep a little longer." The male voice that was not yet fully awake was a little lazy, and the warm breath hit his ears. The back is attached to the broad chest, warm.

"Your Majesty should go to court." Her voice trembled, revealing a sense of innocence, "Serve Your Majesty as a concubine, get up." ”

The soft and glutinous voice tickled the emperor's heart, and his big hand reached through the folded placket of the bedrobe and rubbed the pair of soft peaches: "It's too late, lie down with me for a while." ”

Murong Wan subconsciously hid back, but she got closer to the man behind her, and vaguely a hard thing was pressed against her hips, making her stiffen instantly. Most of the placket is spread out, and spots of cranberries can be clearly seen on the pale skin, and the body that has been pampered for the first time is sore. The chest was pinched by the slightly rough palm, and there was a faint pain with a little inexplicable tingling, and he twisted his body unconsciously.

"Don't move! Let me hug it. The unconscious scratching made the man's breathing tighten, his voice was also stained with lust, and the strength of his hands increased a little.

Murong Wan immediately froze and didn't dare to move again, and the hard thing behind her seemed to become even firmer, poking her a little painful and itchy.

Tightly attached to the girl's neck, the thin lips gently sucked the small round ear beads, the orchid-like fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, the small body was soft like a ball of cotton, and the skin was as soft as water. The words "warm fragrance and warm jade" flashed in the emperor's mind, and he couldn't help but be a little moved. But he knew that the courtiers were already on their way to the palace at this time, and the remaining time was not enough for him to enjoy himself.

After grinding his ears and temples for a while, the irritability in his heart not only did not ease, but became more prosperous.

"Your Majesty, the hour is almost up." Zhang Dehui's slightly shrill voice came from outside the dormitory, which made the emperor wake up instantly.

He knew that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to go to the early dynasty. As a person who aspires to be a generation of Ming Jun, he must not do anything to indulge in gentle townships and abandon the government. Reluctantly pulled away, took a few deep breaths, and lay flat on the couch, trying to suppress the restlessness in his body.

Murong Wan breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been pardoned, got up and pulled the placket of her robe on, and fastened the belt around her waist. The muscular man stood on the edge of the couch, and she hesitated and carefully leaned against the end of the couch to the ground.