Chapter 39： The emperor arrived

In the elegant living room of Feifeng Pavilion, Huangfu Haotian was sitting patiently with patience, even with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth, but he constantly tapped on the tabletop and wrinkled slightly when he looked up at the sun from time to time. Brow's brows fell into the impatience in his heart.

In the hall, a group of servants ordered in order and quietly. The left side was headed by the twelve guards, and below were the big girls of the servants of Feifeng Pavilion, and on the right were the palace servants of Huangfu Haotian.

At this time, everyone is looking at the nose, nose and heart, and the atmosphere does not dare to grow big. I'm afraid that if you touch the mold of someone who sits first, it can only be solved by a dead letter.

得 Wu Dexiang looked up at the sky, leaned against Huang Fu Haotian and whispered, "The emperor, it's almost noon. Do you want to have lunch here? Or ..."

I received a cold glance from Huangfu Haotian, and Wu Dexiang silenced automatically before he finished speaking.

Wu Huangfu Hao Tianmei peak swelled, and looked at the twelve guards who were straighter than the zombies. "Your masters are up so late?"

With a bang, the twelve men all fell down on their knees with one robe, and Wang Zhengyi, the captain, bowed his head and replied, "If you return to the emperor, the princess usually rises before the birthday, but when she got up recently, That depends on the enthusiasm of Master Zhan, and his subordinates ca n’t wait to guess. ”Wang Zhengyi said carefully, but could n’t help the ventrine. What kind of door do you think the emperor ran to Feifeng Pavilion after eating enough? Without letting them report, they sat and waited. In the man and the woman's room, they stayed for a long time when they were in the mood. If they were not interested, they could hug and sleep together. Just fight the adult's-Jing-strength, if you really want to come to you for three days and three nights Can't wait for them to leave the room. It ’s almost noon. The emperor is full and does n’t eat, but where are they hungry? You said he came early in the morning, they ate two porridge before breakfast and ran out of the pestle. He was a subordinate. Is it easy for them?

Huangfu Haotian got angry when he heard these words. "You said these two are daring. When I went to bed with a woman, you ran and messed with the assassin. You two do it in the house and I have to be outside the door. Just sit and wait? How can there be such a cheap thing? "

"You, go get them up." Huang Fu Haotian waved a finger, and Wang Zhengyi's face froze instantly.

Who did he trick him? The order is the emperor. If you do n’t go, you will be disobedient. If you lighten your behead, if you talk about it, you will have to fight against the Jiu tribe. But what if the princess and the warlord are in the same place? To die, to die faster, isn't it the death of his righteous king today? Wang Zhengyi didn't realize that some monarchs were about to die, and the sorrowfulness of the ministers had to die, and he answered weakly: "Yes!" Then, facing the sympathy of everyone, he dragged his heavy steps to the back loft.

Looking at Wang Zhengyi's cucumber-like appearance, Huang Fuhao's genius felt that his stomach was full of gas, and the whole person really made people happy. No wonder Han Xue's girl always liked nothing to toss. Qishun feels better and Huang Fuhaotian feels hungry in his stomach. He thinks that he hasn't touched the rice grains since he got up, and he gave them to the two troublemakers. Busy commanded Chuan Shan, which also greatly relieved Wu Dexiang and hurried to Zhang Luo to eat.

Besides, Wang Zhengyi went to Han Xuexue's boudoir hall, and he was in a state of perplexity. You said that it was not the emperor who made up the emperor. That was the result of the firm will of the princess. He was just a gang. You said that the princess hadn't been punished yet. Is it easy for him to be a man? Isn't he just a small captain? Isn't it taking the lead to overhear and mess up outside the emperor's room? How could it be so bad?

It ’s not a joke for Master Kung Fu. You said that if you knocked on the door and caught the two together and slept, it ’s okay to say that if you happen to catch up with the two people who are busy living, the others will do things under the princess That adult Zhan "near the water tower" must not put him to death?

I was thinking that people had reached the cold attic, and Wang Zhengyi stepped forward unconsciously by two steps: no, safety was the first, and he had to keep his own life from the order of the emperor. Open your ears and listen to the movement, can't hear? Put all your skills into your ears, and listen ...

Inside the dim bed, (Can it be dim? Twelve layers of curtain gauze with different thicknesses are covered on the outside.) Han Xue feels drowsy, he has two big hands in his chest, and his eyelids are lifted slightly, feeling a piece In the mist, the chill was sucking on her chest again, and she sighed helplessly in the bottom of her heart, didn't she know that she was tired? Seven or eight times last night? That intensity and time are really not ordinary, so she later passed out in an **** and was awakened by him. Now she couldn't even lift her fingers all over her, just toss with him. Thinking about the eyelids and then go back, regardless of sinking back into the dream.

The chilling chill of joyful pairing Yuxue's jade-milk, took a few sips from time to time, and had fun. The night's hearty **** made him feel very good. Han Xue was exhausted into a puddle of spring mud, but it satisfied his body and heart. His body can bring fatal joy to his lovers. And he also enjoyed the joy and vanity of conquering his lover's body.

Han Hanxue's -milk-tip has a faint -milk-fragrant and sweet, addictive. Han Xue's chest-tip beads rolled around her mouth, and the chill suddenly moved, and she sat up slowly, twisted the corners for Han Xue, and put on her underwear.

I really couldn't hear anything. Wang Zhengyi looked around, picked up a small stone from the ground, and waved it to the window frame upstairs. After hearing a slight "snap", Wang Zhengyi stood with his head up. Wait, with the martial arts of chills, this light sound was enough to let him know, sure enough, but a few blinks of effort, the window edge of Zimu was pushed away from the inside, it was the chills wearing white underwear.

I saw the cold face of the chill, although it looked no different from usual, but Wang Zhengyi didn't have the courage to talk too much, and said directly: "Master, the emperor is here, I have waited for a morning."

There was a hint of clarity in the chills of Han Shi, and he raised his head to Wang Zhengyi and said, "I see." After closing the window.

Looking at the closed window, Wang Zhengyi was greatly relieved. When he looked up and wanted to wipe out the unnecessarily cold sweat, the closed window was pushed back again, and Wang Zhengyi ’s hand was stiffened in the air, his mouth even more so. The ridiculous Wei Mi was stiff there.

A smile flashed in the cold pupil of the chill, and the corner of his mouth raised suspiciously slightly, "Tell the emperor, don't wait for us to eat." After disappearing, he disappeared behind the closed window.

The king of Zheng Zheng's mouth twitched stiffly, and it took a long time for him to taste it. Wouldn't the master Zhan mean to let the emperor continue to wait? Sure enough, he is indeed a warlord, but why should he let him pass on this word? Wang Zhengyi wanted to cry without tears ...