The woman's smooth, white and tender skin seemed to have a faint yellow halo under the candlelight, as if it had been smeared with something.
Looking at the stunning man with blurred eyes, waves of strong feelings almost overwhelmed her.
This feeling of satisfaction has completely wiped out the joy of being pampered in my mind.[
Even though Mrs. You dared to offend the princess, she did not dare to bully her easily. Because women who are favored by the prince are the most feared.
She knew this very well. When the women in the mansion looked at each other, they didn't look at each other's status, but at how many times the prince had stayed overnight.
It is impossible to keep his heart. No woman dares to think so.
But even being able to keep him in bed seemed like an honor.
"Your Majesty?" Mrs. Yao suddenly felt that something was wrong. The Prince usually would not stop within this time.
She twisted herself, trying to please him better.
"Your Majesty~" the voice became sweeter and sweeter, bringing out the ending of a little woman's tenderness and shyness.
Yuwen Longxiang had a strange look on his face, as if he was listening carefully and thinking about something.
The brilliance in his eyes was intimidating, but there was still an incomprehensible smile on his face.
Mrs. Yao stretched out her arms and hooked his neck, wanting to ask for more and not wanting this person to be affected by others.
Yinghong's mouth hurriedly moved forward, wanting to go back to the moment before. She was unwilling to accept it and would not allow herself to fail in this place.
When she saw Yuwen Longxiang's eyes finally looking at her, her expression was even more direct.
Yuwen Longxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't you want me to stop?"
Like a little girl, she acted coquettishly and said, "Your Majesty..."
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Murong Qingshuang saw this beautiful scene as soon as she walked in.
Like a conditioned reflex, he stretched out his hands to cover his eyes and turned his back.
His voice was cold and hard, "I'm so sorry for disturbing the prince's pleasure!"
"Murong Qingshuang..." He seemed to be smiling, with a little bit of hoarseness in joy.
"Oh, my lord, why did she come in like this..." Mrs. Yao frowned tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.[