"Father, I must find the witch clan and detoxify my father." Bo Heng made up his mind, but when he said these words, he knew he was trying to comfort him.
Because the Wu clan had been exterminated by troops during the late Emperor's time, no one knew if any of their clan members were still alive. Even if they were, where they were, and whether they could detoxify Murong Shun, there were too many possibilities.
Both Bo Heng and Murong Shun knew that there were too many possibilities in these words.
Murong Shun naturally knew Bo Heng's feelings for him, so he smiled and waved his hand, saying: "I know what you are thinking, but your important task at the moment is not here. You must firmly control the military power of your subordinates in your own hands. You cannot
There’s just the slightest glitch.”
Bo Heng nodded and said: "Yes, I understand."
As night falls, this majestic palace is enveloped. A crescent moon hangs in the sky, shining the bright moonlight on the earth. Murong Shun has never realized that he cares so much about this world, or that he cares about Qin Waner.
Everything cares so much
Time is running out. Murong Shun doesn't know how long this medicine can maintain the status quo. His father's madness back then is like a nightmare, constantly flashing back in his mind. Murong Shun doesn't want Qin Waner to see him like that.
, but in my heart I am worried about not knowing what to do.
Unknowingly, he had already reached the outside of Zhaoyang Palace. He had not been to Zhaoyang Palace for a long time these days. The eunuch calling outside the hall seemed particularly excited. When he saw Murong Shun's figure, he hurriedly called inside. Qin Wan'er calmly put down the embroidery in her hand.
I took off half of the baby's clothes and looked at the person walking in from the door, suddenly feeling a little unfamiliar.
"Sanlang" Qin Wan'er whispered softly, softly and lingeringly
Murong Shun suddenly felt how much he missed this world, but after being poisoned by voodoo, an emperor who had gone crazy had to choose to commit suicide in order to save his last dignity. That familiar and beautiful face left a deep mark on his heart.
, Murong Shun did not wait for Qin Wan'er to say anything, and already held Qin Wan'er in his arms.
The beauty's familiar and elegant body fragrance lingered around him, which also made Qin Wan'er's slightly unfamiliar heart gradually slow down. Murong Shun didn't wait for Qin Wan'er to say more, and hugged Qin Wan'er horizontally.
Gently unbuttoning her clothes, taking off her hairpin ring, hanging down her three thousand black hair and pink clouds, as delicate as a flower, which made Qin Wan'er drunk for a while. Murong Shun could no longer suppress the desire in his heart, and his fingers were already caressing and teasing this girl.
The softness of the woman's chest, seeing the round and plump breasts becoming firmer, made her feel very comfortable.
Qin Wan'er moaned softly. Seeing Murong Shun wanting to be intimate, thinking that the strawberries from the previous days' intimacy were still on her body, she stopped and said shyly and angrily: "Be gentle."
Murong Shun smiled and held Qin Wan'er in his arms, caressing and stroking his tongue from top to bottom, as if this body that was already familiar and could no longer be familiar, was full of countless temptations for him, tempting Murong Shun not knowing that he could still be awake.
When the time comes, I will naturally cherish the time I can spend with Qin Wan'er. My fingers gently explore the depths of the dense forest, and I already feel extremely wet. Seeing the beauty becoming more and more sensitive and excited under his provocation, Murong Shun
Unable to hold back any longer, she gently merged herself with Qin Wan'er