372. Confession of Heartfelt Love in the Little Black Room 7
Your Majesty, there has always been a big conspiracy... A long time ago, she vaguely realized that she didn't know what was going on... She couldn't even believe that she could be in a very important position in this scene. [26nbsp
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There are also those gold treasures and gold books that were made in time. He had already arranged everything. How could a man like him eat and do not take any responsibility for anything???
After all, she was still a palace maid - she became a spirit by practicing beside the empress dowager, and she was just a palace maid.
She did not learn the wiseness of the Queen Mother;
Of course, I didn't see through His Majesty's blackheartedness...
Her head rested on his broad chest, and he could hear his heartbeat, steady and enthusiastic, just like him, his hands, this intoxicating smell...
When he was a scumbag, he was always the kind of man she had the most ideal.
When it is in the dark, she can enjoy the supreme pleasure in him.
When she lay in his arms like this, she could feel an incomparable warmth and happiness.
Now, he is.
Will it always be the case in the future?
She suddenly remembered the Jiaofang Palace and her mouth couldn't help but pout again.
But someone still grabbed her hand tightly, and had no intention of letting go.
"You...hum, aren't you happy..."
"That's certain."
She was sour, angry and sad: "Anyway, you're going to marry a princess, you go, go..."
"Little Devil, are you jealous?"
“…”
Is it shameful to admit to being jealous?
He is shameful. He is occupying the bowl and staring at the pot. Isn’t he shameful?
She reached out to grab her clothes, but as soon as she got together, she was pushed down by someone. His voice was full of smiles, rustling: "I'm not full yet... do you want to leave?"
"!!!"
"You are going to get married anyway, so there will naturally be a princess...you..."
He slowly blocked her lips, as if he was afraid that she would not die of anger: "Little devil, you are not as good as a princess... Really, he has at least ten times better temper than you..."
"Woooo...I...you go find the princess...why do you have to find me..."
“…”
He was still the old god, and he refused to say anything to comfort her.
She was angry. This dead bird was planning to marry another woman in a glorious way, while taking advantage of her own unscrupulously. It was too shameless...