Cangheng wiped the place touched by Sang Yu with a handkerchief, and his eyes slowly became warm.

His eyes swept over the spacious and luxurious dormitory, and his gaze fell on the dressing table near the windowsill, and he paused slightly.

According to etiquette, there will be no dressing table in the emperor's palace.

The emperor washed, combed, shaved, and had palace maids and eunuchs waiting, and washbasins, combs, mirrors, and other applications were temporarily moved in from the outside, and removed after the contouring was completed.

But Sang Yu set up a dresser in the room!

Cangheng opened the cabinet under the stage and saw all kinds of hair crowns, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but overflow with a trace of sarcasm.

How much does she love beauty?

He was just about to close the cabinet when he saw a delicate gilt box, locked with a gold lock, and there seemed to be something important inside.

He narrowed his eyes slowly and picked up the box.

Although the golden lock is small, it is made with the most elaborate craftsmanship and is difficult to unlock without a key.

But that doesn't make it difficult to get the balance up.

Take off the hairpin on your head, press it lightly, and the hairpin becomes a slender and sharp silver needle, insert it into the keyhole, twist it a few times, and the lock pops open.

Cangheng opened the box, thinking that he would see something important, but what caught his eye turned out to be a fake ......

A fake one, which also needs to be locked up with a lock?

She's really perverted.

Cang Heng just wanted to close the box, and suddenly saw a small thing next to the fake one.

He picked it up, stared at it for a while, and his expression suddenly froze.

Is it a fake Adam's apple?

Could she ......

When Sang Yu came back from a bath, it was already late.

She hugged Sang Yu's clothes, buried her head and inhaled hard, and the tip of her nose seemed to smell a very faint fragrance of medicine.

She thought it was an illusion, so she didn't care, hugged her clothes, and stepped into the dormitory with a satisfied face.

After folding the clothes and putting them in the closet, Sang Yu walked towards the dragon couch with a smile.

Tsk, there's a little demon waiting for her pampering.

She lifted the bed curtain and saw Cangheng lying obediently on the couch.

Cangheng looks very bewitching and handsome, and there is a huge night pearl next to the dragon couch, which is bright and rippling, lining his skin as white as snow, and even the tear mole in the corner of his eye reveals a trace of mysterious charm.

Sang Yu admits that she was seduced.

She lifted the covers, got inside, and hugged his lean waist.

She was wrapped in fake chest and abdominal muscles, which was really uncomfortable, and thinking that the imperial doctor said that he would not wake up in two days, she blinked, got up from his arms, sat on the edge of the bed and began to undress.

Cangheng opened her eyes silently, quietly watching her throw the things wrapped around her body on the table beside her.

She lifted her long black hair, and as the layers of white cloth under her shoulder blades were untied, the pearlescent light fell on her white and delicate shoulders.

That's not a man's back......

It turned out that she was a woman......

She turned out to be a woman??!!!

No matter how many times Cangheng has seen the world, he was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

He looked at her for a moment, and didn't react for a while, because of the ups and downs of his movements, he accidentally saw a snow-white arc from the side.

Cangheng, who realized something, hurriedly closed his eyes, and for some reason, suddenly felt a little dry mouth.

After Sang Yu took off the obstructive wrapping on his body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She put on her underwear again, got into the quilt, and hugged Cangheng's waist.

I don't know if it's an illusion, she seems to feel Cangheng's body stiffen, and her body is tense.

She looked up and glanced at Cangheng.

(End of chapter)