In the luxurious and spacious palace, one person was standing and the other was sitting, looking at each other in silence.

Gradually, Huaiqing's face flushed imperceptibly, but he looked at him stubbornly without showing any shyness.

She is such a woman with a strong personality and wants to be the best in everything. She is unwilling to show her weak side in front of outsiders.

"Ahem!"

Xu Qian cleared his throat and whispered:

"Your Majesty, you have been waiting for a long time."

Huaiqing nodded imperceptibly and said nothing.

Xu Qian continued:

"I will take a bath first."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight to the small room next to the dragon couch, which was the empress's "bathroom". It was a rather spacious room with yellow silk curtains blocking the view.

The homes of high-ranking officials and dignitaries basically have their own bathrooms, let alone an empress.

The floor of the bathroom is clean and tidy. In addition to the large tub made of huanghuali wood, there are also various bottles and cans placed on the shelves next to the wall...

Xu Qi'an guessed that it was some medicinal powder for beautifying the skin, relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation.

He quickly took off his clothes, stepped into the tub, and took a simple bath. The water temperature was not high, but it was not cold either. Huaiqing must have prepared it for him.

During the process, Xu Qian kept seizing the time and paying attention to the movements in the conch.

Soon, he stood up from the bathtub, grabbed the cloud-patterned blue robe that was hung on the screen, put it on, walked out of the bathroom barefoot, and returned to the palace.

Huaiqing was still sitting by the dragon couch, maintaining the same posture as before. Her expression was calm, but her posture was exactly the same as before, revealing her inner nervousness.

Xu Qian sat down beside the bed. He could clearly see the empress pursed her lips, her back straightened slightly, and her delicate body slightly tensed.

Shy, nervous, happy, and a little embarrassed. As a veteran of Hua Cong, he quickly understood Huaiqing's mental state at this moment.

Compared to the unmanned Huaiqing, Xu Qi'an has experienced more such situations. The resistant Luo Yuheng, the half-hearted Mu Nanzhi, the shy and timid Lin'an, the gentle and pandering Ye Ji, all like wolves.

Tiger's Luan Yu and so on.

He knew that at this time, he had to take the initiative and provide guidance.

"Since your Majesty came to the throne, the weather has been smooth and the administration has been clear and transparent. Supporting your ascension is the most correct choice I have ever made." Xu Qian said with a smile:

"Just looking back at the past, I never thought that the fairy I first met at Yunlu Academy would become the Ninth Five Emperor in the future."

The meaning of his words was not only to praise Huaiqing and satisfy her pride, but also to reveal in a subtle way his impression of her as a heavenly being when they first met her.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, Huaiqing rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect that a humble Kuaishou from Changle County would grow into the all-powerful Xu Yinluo."

She did not call herself me, but me.

Suddenly I felt a lot more relaxed.

Xu Qian continued to dominate the conversation. After chatting for a few words, he took the initiative to hold Huaiqing's hand. The soft grass was warm and smooth, and it felt excellent.

Feeling the empress' tight body, he laughed softly:

"Your Majesty, are you shy?"

Because of the foreshadowing just now, the initial embarrassment and embarrassment had dissipated a lot, and Huaiqing said coldly:

"I am the king of a country, so I will not let these trivial matters disturb my mood."

You are so arrogant. Xu Qian smiled and said:

"So good."

Huaiqing glanced sideways at him, raised his chin slightly, forced a calm face, and said calmly:

"Xu Yinluo, there is no need to be embarrassed. I am cultivating with you for the sake of the people of the Central Plains and the common people of the world. Although I am a woman, I am also the king of a country.

"Xu Yinluo, don't compare me with ordinary women. It's just a matter of dual cultivation. There is no need to be formal."

Her calm tone suddenly changed, because Xu Qi'an put his hands on her slim waist and was about to untie her belt. Huaiqing's calm expression disappeared.

Xu Qi'an said in surprise:

"Your Majesty, don't you need me to undress you and take off your belt?"

Huaiqing tried to calm down and said:

"I, I will do it myself"

With a sullen face, she untied her belt and took off her dragon robe. Watching the expensive dragon robe fall to the ground, Xu Qian muttered regretfully that it would be better to wear it.

After taking off her outer robe, she was wearing a bright yellow satin blouse underneath. Her breasts were high and proud.

Huaiqing held out his chest and raised his chin, looking at him as if demonstrating.

Xu Qian, who knew that she had a strong temper, deliberately used words to provoke her, smiled sarcastically, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, you have not done anything, so you should just lie down and let me come.

"When it comes to matters between men and women, it's not just about taking off your clothes."

Huaiqing, who was untouched but had seen a few private pictures, gritted his teeth and took off Xu Qi'an's robe with a cold face. He stretched out his hand towards his lower waist and took a closer look.

He took his hand back as if he was electrocuted.

She stared at Xu Qi'an's handle, was stunned for a long time, and then turned her head slightly.

There has been no follow-up for a long time.

The atmosphere was tense and awkward for a while. Huaiqing had a bold beginning but didn't know how to end it. There was obvious embarrassment on his face and he couldn't hold on any longer.

Xu Qi'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself, "How dare you do so many things? Why are you pretending to be old Si Ji in front of me? You must have a strong temper."

"Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, so I won't bother you any more. I'd rather serve you."

Before Huaiqing could express his opinion, he grabbed the empress's slender waist and pressed her up.

Huaiqing was pressed on the bed by him, his delicate eyebrows furrowed with a look of reluctance, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The two of them were face to face, breathing on each other's faces. The man on her body stared at her for a moment and sighed:

"gorgeous"

At the same time as the thought flashed across his mind, Huaiqing's little mouth was captured by his, and he sucked hard.

He bit the empress's lips tightly while groping her soft and plump body.

As time goes by, the stiff body becomes softer and softer, and the breathing becomes heavier and heavier.

Her eyes gradually blurred and her cheeks were hot.

When Xu Qi'an left her plump and moist lips and stood up, what she saw was a beautiful face, with a springy brow, cheeks flushed, and a slightly swollen mouth exhaling hot air.

Confused and obsessed.

By this time, both in terms of emotion and state, she was fully prepared. Xu Yinluo, a veteran of Huacong, knew that the empress was ready to welcome him.

Xu Qian took off his silk clothes and silver-white embroidered lotus bellyband with ease, and a body as plump as jade appeared in front of him.

At this time, Huaiqing opened his eyes, pushed his chest with both hands, took a deep breath, tried to keep his voice steady, and said:

"I still have a knot in my heart."

Xu Qian's arrow was on the string, but he endured it and said softly:

"Is it because I refuse to break off the engagement with Lin'an?"

She is the king of a country with a high status, but she lies naked on the same bed with her sister's husband. Not only is she nameless and has no status, but she has lost her moral character.

Xu Qian thought this was what she cared about.

Huaiqing pursed his lips, nodded, and then shook his head, feeling a little aggrieved:

"You never pursued me."

Whether it was Xu Tongluo, Xu Yinluo, or the Half-Step Martial God, he never took the initiative to pursue or express his love.

This is the most regretful thing about Huaiqing.

Because of this, there was embarrassment and embarrassment on both sides when he first entered the palace.

They lack a smooth process.

Xu Qian said softly without any thought:

"Because I know that your Majesty is proud and does not want to share the same husband with others; because I know that your Majesty is ambitious and does not want to marry; because I know that your Majesty prefers honest and dedicated men."

Huaiqing put a pair of snow-white arms around his neck, pushed his head down, and squeezed it against his chest.

For an untouched woman, she always prefers to receive pity for the first time rather than asking for excessive things, but Huaiqing is an extraordinary martial artist with terrifying physical strength and endurance.

Having experienced the storm for the first time, she managed to withstand even half of the Martial God's attack. Although she was defeated continuously, her eyebrows were furrowed and she was panting, she showed no signs of begging for mercy, and instead gradually became better.

In the spacious and luxurious palace, the gorgeous dragon couch swayed rhythmically. On the plump and delicate body of the unparalleled empress, there were strong men lying on her back, almost attacking with ruthless hands.

His majesty, who has always been majestic and cold, was pressed down on the bed by a man in such a frivolous and blasphemous manner. If a palace maid saw this scene, his views would definitely collapse, so Huaiqing had the foresight to reject the palace maid.
To be continued...