In the gorgeous bedroom, the faint fragrance lingers in the copper incense burner, and the slightly sweet fragrance of flowers dispels the rotten smell in the room. Accompanied by the swaying red candles, it feels ambiguous and luxurious.
The huge ice cubes in the copper basin in the corner of the room exuded a hint of coolness, and the room was not too hot. Leng Ning sat on the edge of the bed and played with the dagger that he had hidden under the pillow before taking a bath, but he felt a little uneasy in his chest.
She put the dagger back into its sheath and was about to hide it on her body when Mo Chuan's voice came from outside.
"Is the queen in the room?!"
"If you want to reply to the emperor, he is here!" the little palace maid replied respectfully.
"My wife and I have something to say, you all should go out!" Mo Chuan waved his hand casually, his voice slightly confused due to the drunkenness.
The palace maids all agreed and retreated away.
Leng Ning listened to him walking into the hall and walking towards the bedroom step by step, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.
At this time, he suddenly came to her room and pushed away the maids. She could guess with her toes that he must have come with bad intentions.
Taking a look at the dagger in his hand, Leng Ning picked up the mattress on the bed, stuffed the dagger underneath, turned sideways into the bed and lay on the pillow, pulled the thin blanket over his body, and pretended to sleep.
She had just laid down, and Mo Chuan had already walked through the door. He glanced at her graceful profile on the bed, and the lust in his eyes became thicker. He walked slowly to the bedside, and sat lazily beside her head.
"Ning'er, are you still blaming me?!"
Leng Ning remained motionless and silent, her breathing became gentle and slow, she just remained unchanged in response to all changes, and waited quietly for his next words, hoping that he would retreat when he saw the difficulty, and she would not have to deal with him.
Mo Chuan turned his face sideways and stared at the side of her face. He naturally raised his palms and combed a few stray hairs behind her ears, carefully trimming her face.
It is said that beauty is seen under the lamp. Xiaoxue Ning's face is already exquisite and extraordinary. Under this ambiguous red light, it is naturally more and more attractive. And Mochuan is slightly drunk, looking at the beauty so close, he
Naturally, he wanted to kiss Fangze, and his fingers slid down the side of her ears and then towards her neck.
The wet and hot touch made Leng Ning extremely disgusted. She felt his fingertips brushing all the way across her neck and then sliding towards her chest. Leng Ning could no longer pretend, so she gave a light grace and pretended to wake up, and quickly sat up straight.
Shrink into the bed.
"Your Majesty, when...when did you come?!"
"I'm a little worried about you, so I came here to take a look!" Mo Chuan retracted his palm angrily, "I didn't see you eating anything on the table. I'm afraid you're hungry. I remember you love osmanthus rice cakes the most. Do you want to make them in the kitchen?