"Ru Ya, it's late at night and I'm a little tired. Please step back! Don't tell anyone about this matter. If word gets out from your mouth, I'll rip off your head and kick it like a ball!"

Apart from her imperial husband, Fu Ruya was the only one who knew the truth. The Queen glanced at Fu Ruya's foolish eyes and warned coldly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I will live up to your Majesty's expectations and will never tell anyone else!"

The Queen's cold eyes made Fu Ruya kneel on the ground and tremble. He stood up limply and stepped out respectfully. After taking a few steps, he felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. Fu Ruya looked back suspiciously, in a daze.

In his sight, he saw only a pair of deep eyes whose gender could not be distinguished, exuding a cold and strange light, staring at Fu Ruya cruelly, smiling coldly, and gradually disappeared into the dark night.

"Yin, Yinzhe, help, help! Someone is trying to harm me!!" [

Pointing in the direction where the light disappeared, Fu Ruya was so frightened that she fell to the ground, her mouth and tongue trembling.

"Stupid woman!"

Suddenly there was a cold air around him. Yinzhe grabbed Fu Ruya's arm and lifted it up. He caught a glimpse of the panic in Fu Ruya's eyes and cursed in a low voice.

"Yin Zhe

Seeing Yin Zhe's appearance, Fu Ruya's inner fear subsided a little, but she still clutched Yin Zhe's sleeve tightly, sobbed pitifully, and whispered Yin Zhe's name.

In that voice, which was too small to be heard, there was a request with some kind of expectation.

"trouble!"

The arrogant woman who couldn't stand talking in the court during the day suddenly changed into the appearance of Xiaojiabiyu. Yinzhe put his arms around Fu Ruya's waist, and the two of them got into Fu Ruya's official sedan and left the palace.

Not long after the sedan walked away, a tall and noble figure emerged from the darkness, with gloomy and complex eyes filled with emotions that could not be seen clearly. It floated in the air and landed on the woman who was already lying down in the room.

"Your Majesty, if you don't return to the palace, I'm afraid something will really happen to Xuan Zhao."

Behind the noble figure, a man's deep voice sounded, as calm as stone. Only the voice was heard, the person was not seen, and the owner of the voice could not be seen.

"Minghe, what do you think the lonely king has been waiting for during these five years in Xuan Zhao'ao?"

The figure walked down the stairs without waking the woman sleeping on the couch.

"Your majesty is kind and wise, what are you waiting for? Do you need Minghe to clarify it?"

"Minghe, do you think the lonely king has missed something in the past five years? Is it happiness?"

Xuan Zhao's palace was deserted and lonely, and most of the maids had been sent out of the palace when they reached their age. He had issued an order back then that they would not be allowed to be drafted for ten years.

Looking at the dwindling number of women in the palace, he always felt speechless and desolate in his heart.

My heart was empty, but it was fine during the day, with the courtiers accompanying me.

But what about at night?[

The pillow fell alone, and there was not even a hint of the fragrance of a woman in his sleep. In his sleep alone, he often dreamed of a handsome and handsome figure of a woman riding a horse to accept the worship of hundreds of officials, with a face that was out of this world.

Go up, raise your eyes arrogantly, looking at yourself hiding in the distance and peeking.

He once thought that it was because his body was lacking a woman, so he looked like the woman in his dreams every night.

But the facts proved that it was not his body that lacked a woman, but his heart that lacked a woman!

On nights I can't remember, the moon was as cold as water, filled with a milky white halo.

Ming Hyuk sent him a woman who was very similar to the woman in his dream.

When he saw it, he rushed forward crazily, pressed the woman under him, and kissed her passionately on the lips.

Yan'er, is that you?

In his mind, he imagined the woman under him as the woman in his dream. He was so passionate that he kissed her passionately from her forehead to her chest. The skin under his palms felt smooth and tender, which was alluring.

The fragrance of deep virginity.

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With frenzied emotions, when he saw the bright red under the woman's body, he shouted the name of the woman in his dream and left in a lonely and tasteless way.

How could his Yaner, who had been with so many men, still be so dazzling and frighteningly red?
Chapter completed!