The woman was frightened, she covered her ears with her hands and screamed, she couldn't believe that Hong Yang would die in front of her, she watched Hong Yang die in front of her! Isn't he the palace master's favorite concubine?

"Palace Master? The subordinate is wrong, the subordinate is wrong..."The woman was already so frightened that she lost consciousness and muttered vigorously.

"Come, send her to the House of Elysium, and let her taste the 48 joys of Elysium!" The palace master called to the door.

"Yes!" Then a subordinate came in, and with an expressionless face, he pulled the woman who had not yet come back to consciousness, and walked out of the main hall.

"Palace Master, Xianyang has retreated." Although killing people is like a common thing for Xianyang, she is still a little uncomfortable for him to kill the palace master's favorite concubine, Hong Yang.

He was afraid that the palace master would regret it, and it would be a trivial matter to kill him at that time, and if he was disliked by her because of this, he would be in pain.

"Exaltation." The palace master called out delicately.

"Palace Master, what else do you command?" Xianyang's tone was obviously different from just now, and the cold and cold feeling made the palace master feel a little disappointed.

However, his little publicity, she is not spoiled, he should be cranky again...

"Xianyang, people want it, you come here." The palace master stretched out his hands, and the expression on his face was like a little rabbit waiting for the master's favor, soft and cute.

"Palace Master?" Xianyang looked at the palace master, and when he heard her coquettish and cute words, he didn't think much about anything, so he ran up desperately, hugged her tightly in his arms, and slept with her.

It's a pity that he is her subordinate, and there is no difference between dignity and inferiority...

Even if that time, he was just a night of absurdity as the palace master, as long as she wanted, no matter how difficult it was, or something fantastical, he would hold it in both hands and send it to her.

"Subordinate, there is still something to do, retreat first." However, he was destined to fail to cross that threshold.

"Stop!" The palace master was really angry this time, she was like this, that elm pimple, and she was still unmoved. If it weren't for him, she had grown up watching him since he was a child and knew what his temperament was, she wouldn't have put down her body and had the patience to coax him well.

Trick him into getting into his own bed and...

"Come here!" Sure enough, Xianyang stopped, not taking a step forward, and the palace master continued to give orders.

"Yes!"

"Let you bully me!" When Xianyang stepped forward, the palace master pounced directly on him, threw him on the bed, and his hand tore his not cumbersome clothes mercilessly, until his chest was exposed, and he bit down fiercely...

"Uh~," Xianyang was bitten very painfully, so he couldn't bear to make a sound, he knew that the palace master was angry and angry at him, so he could only endure it and wait silently for her to vent...

"Does it hurt?" After being relieved, he raised his head and asked.

"It doesn't hurt!" Xianyang's short two words made her anger that had just been extinguished come up again, and bit down in another place on his chest...

In the same way, Xianyang still couldn't help but make a sound...

Until, the anger that the palace master was biting turned into a light-mouthed torture, and Xianyang finally couldn't help but let out a comfortable hum, and his breath became heavy...

"Palace Master...", he called softly.

"Huh?" The palace master stopped and looked at Xianyang meaninglessly.

The action of stopping made Xianyang sober up, and realized his reaction just now, and his face was even more "brushed", flushing red...

In the eyes of the palace master, it looks more and more like a ripe apple, revealing a taste of beautiful words.

"Xianyang, do you want to?"