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    It¡¯s just that although Fu Minghua pretended to be calm on the surface, he was still shy in his smile. He had a nephrite on his chest and his heart was beating rapidly.

    "Little girl?" Yan Zhui buried his head on her shoulder and asked: "Where did this little girl come from? She is twenty-eight years old and as beautiful as a flower. Has she ever promised her husband's family? It made my heart beat wildly and I was so lustful.  My soul is with you. But if you want a good relationship, I will give everything you have to me."

    "Beauty is not intoxicating, people are intoxicated themselves. How could Sanlang know who Cao Mengde is at this time?"

    He slept for a while, and his pale face looked much better, with a smile on his face. At this time, he shook Fu Minghua's hand with a hint.

    Fu Minghua forced himself to look calm and stretched out his fingers to trace the embroidery on his collar.

    The style of his robe was simple, with luxury in every detail. The brocade thread embroidered on the neckline was also made by Jiangnan weaving. She pursed her lips and blushed without making a sound. Yan Zhui moved his head closer to her, and the man who was originally standing for  Her movements of rubbing her waist and legs gradually changed:

    "I beg you, little lady, for it to come true"

    Fu Minghua couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing him getting closer and closer, he reached out and pushed his face:

    "Sanlang, stop making trouble."

    How could he give up so easily? He turned over and pressed her under him. As soon as his face was buried in her chest, he heard a blue voice:

    "Your Majesty"

    While she was talking, Bi Lan crossed the screen and felt something was not right. From the corner of her eye, she saw the scene on the couch. Fu Minghua's black hair was balled up on the couch, her bun was loose and her hairpin was crooked. Yan Zhui was supporting her with both arms beside her, her hair falling down.  Blocking one side of her face.

    He turned his head, his eyes cold.

    Bilan was so frightened that she was so frightened that she quickly left again, shaking all over with fear.

    Fu Minghua naturally heard Bi Lan¡¯s voice just now. He was embarrassed and annoyed, and stretched out his hand to push him:

    "Let go quickly"

    However, Yan Zhui bit her and tore open her clothes. He felt that she could not push her away with her hands, but she always got in the way. This made him even more anxious, so he kneaded it into a ball, held it in his hand, and pressed it on top of her.

    She has a silk top on the outside, and only blue myrobalan on the inside, which can wrap around her breasts. Her curves are voluptuous, making her skin look like the finest fine porcelain, with a greasy and crisp fragrance.

    The myrobalan was pushed up, revealing the bright white breasts inside. The crispy fragrance and tender color made it even more attractive.

    Fu Minghua kept struggling and panting.

    Bi Lan looked pitiful outside. Bi Yun glared at her several times, but she didn't mean to do so.

    She clearly came in a moment ago and made gestures with Fu Minghua, and it would be time to get up in a while.

    The prince had not yet woken up at that time. If she had known this earlier, she would not have dared to go in even with the knife rest.

    Bi Lan remembered Yan Zhui¡¯s gaze and felt her scalp numb:

    "What should I do, Sister Biyun?"

    "Just get the business done first." Biyun glared at her again. She hesitated for a moment, then bravely shouted:

    "Your Majesty, Mr. Yao has something to see you for."

    She had the courage to shout. Fu Minghua in the palace bit his lip and did not dare to shout. Yan Zhui put his hand on her slender legs. After hearing this, his face was very ugly.

    "If Mr. Yao comes to call you, something big must have happened."

    Fu Minghua¡¯s clothes were messy and he reached out to touch his shoulder. He could feel the anger radiating from his body, and he still wanted to laugh despite his lingering fear.

    Yan Zhui was a little unwilling and held her legs tightly:

    "Go later."

    There was anger hidden in his words. This was the first time Fu Minghua saw him looking so angry.

    Even when the Taiyuan weapons incident occurred and Shangshu saved Zuo Pushe and Chen Jingxuan to come to see him, he never saw him so angry.

    Fu Minghua didn¡¯t dare to struggle anymore. If he got up, it wouldn¡¯t be ¡®later¡¯.

    "The emperor is holding a banquet in the military pavilion tonight" Her body was stretched out by him before, and she didn't dare to move at this time, for fear of making him lose his mind.

    The husband and wife have been separated for such a long time. She breathed softly and said this. Yan Zhui's face turned green and white. In front of him was the delicate fragrance of the trembling pistil, with fingerprints still on it.

    He closed his eyes and breathed heavily. When he opened his eyes, he had calmed down. He turned over and sat up, and lifted Fu Minghua up:

    "I can't escape you later."

    He got off the bed and didn't dare to look again. Hearing the sound of "Xixi Suosuo" adjusting his clothes behind him, he couldn't bear the veins on his forehead to burst.

    Yan Zhui quickly walked into the other room. Fu Minghua sat for a long time, remembering that he had been on the verge of collapse before, but he chose not to.?Strong willpower.

    She paused, straightened her hair a little, then touched her blushing face with the back of her hand, and called Biyun and the others to come in.

    The water for washing has been prepared. She got down on the bed, but her legs were weak and weak. She had struggled for a while and was nervous again. At this time, her legs were numb and felt like needles.

    Bi Lan was restless, Fu Minghua said:

    "If you have anything to say, just ask."

    She endured her fear and asked in a low voice: "Is the prince very angry?"

    He changed his clothes but never came out. He apparently left through the other side of the palace door, without even saying goodbye to Fu Minghua. Tears rolled in his blue eyes, and he was a little panicked: "Slave, slave"

    Yan Zhui and Fu Minghua have always been in love with each other. They were always close to each other, and today when they were in the garden, they were so close. There was no long-term estrangement or unfamiliarity. If it was because of her trespassing, Fu Minghua would accept her.  If he is implicated, he will be responsible even for hundreds of deaths.

    When Fu Minghua heard her mention this, red clouds spread from his neck again, and his face turned red with embarrassment, but Bilan looked sad, as if he was about to cry.

    He endured the shyness in his heart and reminded her:

    "What are you talking about?"

    When Yan chased her away, she was in great pain and had not gotten what she wanted, so she was afraid that she would not dare to see her.

    Thinking of this, she felt even more shy.  There is also a reason to avoid being seen by others, so as not to let the servants see his embarrassing appearance.

    "Your Majesty is a person who does great things, why would he embarrass you?" Yan Zhui was really angry, but it wasn't because of Bi Lan, it was just because his good deeds were interrupted.

    It¡¯s just that naturally you can¡¯t say this to Bilan. Fu Minghua bit his lip and lowered his eyes:

    "Just don't worry."

    ??Fu Minghua has always been right when speaking, and never coaxes others.

    There was no trace of anxiety on her face, but instead she looked shy. Bilan breathed a sigh of relief and took out the layers of clothes he had prepared and put them on for her.

    Compared with Luoyang, the autumn in Liyuan is a bit more colorful.

    Fu Minghua sat behind the bronze mirror combing his hair, facing the window, and looked out to see the scenery. There was a verandah, and under the stage was a puddle of clear water. The orderly stones on the side were piled up to create a poetic and picturesque scene.  The branches hang down by the water, and the scenery is pleasant.

    After the heat in her cheeks gradually subsided, she began to guess that something important had happened when Yao Shi called Yan Zhui.

    The beauty in the mirror gradually got dressed up, and the palace man who combed her hair tied up her temples. The bag of pearls that the Queen Mother had given her last time was strung up and wrapped around her tied hair. A pearl flower was strung in the middle, and golden tweezers dropped.  , fell on her forehead.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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