Chapter 542: Men in Huayi and brocade dote on a crowd?! (14)
Beautifully dressed servants, surrounded by men’s favorites?! (14)
Qiu Shuihan didn't make a sound, he just walked over step by step and slowly stopped in front of her brocade couch.
Lifting his fingers, he gently picked up a lock of her hair, brought it to his nose, and sniffed it gently.
"Because, not only will I be your Majesty's most practical minister, but I will also be the man who makes your Majesty the happiest!" [
"Yeah?!"
Looking up at him, Princess Qingyan's eyes flashed.
That look in her eyes, if it were a man with poor positioning, he would be captured by her right away.
Qiu Shuihan had always wanted to please Princess Qingyan, so now he naturally followed the ladder to the house.
Loosening the hair between his fingers, he held Princess Qingyan's face with his fingers.
"Your Majesty, you are even more beautiful and more attractive than the rumors say!"
As he spoke, he lowered his face and kissed the pair of slightly separated lips that were already waiting.
At the same time, the other hand reached into the front of Princess Qingyan's clothes.
Always good at playing the piano, his slender and nimble fingers slowly lingered on her skin.
One is determined to please, the other is uninhibited, which is exactly what fuels the fire.
In an instant, both of them started breathing heavily.
Then, they rolled into a ball on the brocade couch.
The delicate gasps of women and the sweet words of men rippled through the hall.
The guards have long been used to this kind of thing.
Immediately, the female official carefully pulled over and closed the palace door, hiding only the spring scenery in the room behind the palace door.
"I heard that Qiu Shuihan, who plays the piano for Your Majesty, has been arranged by Your Majesty to go to Ruoshui Palace. These days, he has to go to Ruoshui Palace to listen to the piano every day!"
"No, our Manna Palace may have really fallen out of favor this time!"
In the Ganlu Palace, Chen Lu, who was sitting at the table and looking at the posters, couldn't help but pause when she heard the little eunuchs discussing.
The hand holding the pen suddenly felt as heavy as lead.[