Liang Wan found one thing, whether in the past life or in this life, Gao Qian seems to have an obsession with her, an obsession with domestication, and he uses all means and methods to domesticate her into what he wants.

Thinking about this clearly, Liang Wan relaxed.

Her face couldn't move in his palm, so she blinked her eyes slightly, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, very obedient.

"Okay, as long as Your Majesty likes it, the concubine will naturally not refuse. I just don't know where Your Majesty wants, is it in the Taiji Palace, or in the Hanguang Palace, or to Zhao Hongde's Cool Breeze Palace? ”

The people in the inner palace were all deaf and blind, and only Zhao Hongde exclaimed strangely: "You still want to go to my Cool Breeze Palace?" Are you crazy, you-"

Seeing that Liang Wan looked serious, Gao Qian seemed to be thinking about it, Zhao Hongde broke away from the palace people who were supporting her, frowned and pounced, and eagerly stopped: "Your Majesty!" How can you get her-"

Gao Qian didn't look at her, interrupted her, and only stared at the person in front of him: "Rong Gu thinks about this problem, the first thing to do now is to draw the place where he is buried for Gu." ”

Liang Wan could see that his eyes never left him, he was silent for a moment, and he forcibly agreed: "Yes." ”

Gao Qian let go of his hand with a smile, took a step back, and naturally grabbed Zhao Hongde's waist, and Zhao Hongde also hugged him very cooperatively, like a pair of beautiful jade, very compatible.

Hanguang Temple.

Liang Wan lay on the desk alone, wrote and painted with her head down, dived high to the side hall of the Taiji Hall to change clothes, and Zhao Hongde followed to serve.

As long as they are not in her dormitory, they can't disgust her wherever they like to go or do what they like.

Still serving together?

Do his big spring and autumn dreams!

Liang Wan just wanted to sneer, Gao Qian didn't really treat her as a concubine?

She really wasn't interested in playing that foul game of favor with them.

The ink is not dry, the handwriting is blurred, and the map is scribbled, not in one go, on the contrary, after several pauses, there are pauses in the places that should be connected, and it can be seen that the person who writes and paints the book has struggled in his heart, and the contradictions are entangled.

Taking advantage of the fact that Gao Qian had not come back, Liang Wan blew on the paper, and caught a glimpse of the teacup on the side out of the corner of her eye, thought about it, put down the pen, dipped some water in her hand, and dripped two drops.

She guessed correctly, Gao Qian is a person who will not even let go of the corpse, fortunately, she was prepared.

In the side hall of the Taiji Palace.

Zhao Hongde waited for Gao Qian to change his clothes, and the palace maid stood on one side with her head down, holding clean clothes in her hands.

The thin white boneless hand carefully removed the dragon robe, and the delicate voice sounded in the quiet hall.

"Your Majesty, this Liang Zhaoyi has a complicated experience, you pity her and let her enter the palace, but she doesn't know how to restrain at all, she just came, and she acted arbitrarily in the harem, you don't know how she is arrogant and unreasonable in private, she is not as obedient as you at all, that fierce appearance can scare the concubine to death, if you don't believe it, you can ask other people——"

The slender wrist was pinched, pulling her down from her chest and abdomen until she stopped somewhere, and the hot temperature instantly burned Hongde's face red, and it also made her snort.

The palace attendant's already drooping head lowered, and he put down the curtain very obediently and retreated to the outer room.

The whispering was interrupted, replaced by a coquettish moan, which made people blush and heartbeat when they heard it.

Gao Qian straightened up, drooping dark eyes, looking at the person kneeling in front of him, with huge breasts, thin waist, buttocks, and long black hair, which made her body jade and white and tender.

Zhao Hongde should be his favorite woman.

is beautiful, has a good figure, and is willing to let go of his body, and can always change his tricks to please him. Although she always likes to be a little petty, it doesn't seem to be intolerable compared to her hard work on the bed.

He pinched her neck and lifted it to him, his eyes cold and his voice hoarse.

"Hongde has such a good voice, he shouldn't let his speech be wasted, he has to use it where it should be used, huh?"

He likes her, but he talks too much, if it weren't for the use of keeping his tongue, he would have wanted to cut her out.

The man in front of him raised his head, his cheeks flushed, and he whimpered.

In the corners of his eyes, which were glowing with water, tears fell. I don't know what's going on, another pair of moist eyes suddenly flashed in my mind, wet and red.

I can't help but think of a long time ago, her wet and red eyes were full of hatred, she turned her head away from him, and gritted her teeth even more, even if she bit a mouthful of blood, she didn't squeak, she was so stubborn, and she could really bear it, no matter how tortured she was, she refused to give in, she just didn't want to do what he wanted.

Why is she so stubborn, as an emperor, he can compromise and seek perfection, why should she fight with him!

At such a happy moment, Gao Qian couldn't feel any of the happiness he deserved, the shadow became clearer and clearer, and the anger in his body burned more and more.

He hated to kill her.

She did die once, but unfortunately, she died, and he was not happy and sad.

So, this time he didn't want to kill her.

Gao Qian was ruthless, scooped up the person, held his back to him, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness.

If he hadn't found out that she was the same as himself, he would have almost been deceived by her.

Okay, there's always a way!

He took a sharp breath, lowered his head and stared at his eyes, looking all the way from his smooth neck, obviously looking at it one by one, it was still very similar, why didn't it look like it together, why didn't it look like it at this time?

"Scream, scream at me, scream! Don't put up with it! ”

"You beg me, beg me, beg me, I'll let you go!"

In the small begging and crying, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he saw as he wished, when he was emotional, the tearful appearance was that she was crying and begging him......

With imagination, he got the pleasure he hadn't seen for a long time, and roared uncontrollably.

After the release of the depths, he inexplicably fell into a boundless emptiness.

He hugged the soft and white person from behind, and lay on her back as usual, sighing silently, why did he refuse to obey?

He kissed her hair, buried his face in her hair, and muttered, "Liang Wan, when will you really surrender to me?" ”

The delicate and weak man stiffened, and his eyes with affection instantly widened, staring at the skirts that had been rudely ripped off on the ground, tearing them to shreds with just his eyes.

humiliation, resentment......

Zhao Ruxin had red eyes and lay on the thick carpet, no, this is not a carpet, this is cold ice, freezing every inch of her body hurts.

Since she entered the palace, she has been pampered, and the people next to her have changed one after another, she is not worried, not not afraid, but after a long time, he is the same as before.

Even in the harem, it is second only to the queen, and there is no one to replace.

In addition to Wen Cun, he was a little rough, and after Wen Cun, he would hug her and kiss her very warmly.

It's not that she hasn't asked others on the side, this kind of treatment is the only one, and she is different from them.

When the love was strong, he also said that he was his favorite woman.

Favorite woman?

Zhao Ruxin closed her eyes and cried silently in a hoarse voice.

She finally understood why the Lord never called her by her name when he was happy...... (End of chapter)