125. Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five: Not Satisfied yet, I wonder if the princess can do it
Zi Yingluo stayed in the Nanchu Palace for several days. Every time she went to see Menghan, he refused because he was dealing with state affairs. She also spied on the prison and darkroom of the palace, but could not find Bailiqing.
That afternoon, Tingfeng came and said that the emperor invited him over. Zi Yingluo sneered and was finally willing to see her.
Zi Yingluo looked at the "Zhaode Hall" where the dragons and phoenixes were dancing and she was a little puzzled. She turned around and asked Tingfeng, "Why did Meng Han entertain me in his palace?" According to etiquette, shouldn't it be a formal reception? This is...
Despise her?
"The emperor said that it is more convenient to meet the princess here." Listening to Feng's words, the corners of his eyes twitched. How did he know that the emperor was meeting the eighth princess in the palace? Didn't the emperor care about the eighth princess? What would the eighth princess see later?
What should I do if I shouldn’t see you?
After arriving at the entrance of the palace, Tingfeng stopped. Zi Yingluo felt more and more strange, "Aren't you going in?"
Tingfeng smiled and said, "Princess, just go in."
The feeling of uneasiness in her heart became more and more serious. When she walked into the room, Zi Yingluo was shocked. She saw two bodies doing vigorous exercises on the bed. They seemed not to know that there was an extra person in the room.
Moving selflessly.
Zi Yingluo's first reaction was to run away, but as soon as she moved, she heard a voice coming from the bed——
"Someone is coming!"
Hearing the sound, Zi Yingluo naturally stopped and stood stiffly on the spot.
"Your Majesty." Tingfeng walked into the room hurriedly, his eyes obviously surprised. What does this mean, Your Majesty?
Meng Han didn't even look at Zi Yingluo, he threw on his inner clothes casually, kicked the naked woman on the bed away, and said angrily: "Go and call Concubine Rou for me."
Tingfeng was stunned for a moment and did not dare to ask more questions. He quickly answered, and he was even more curious. The emperor never touched the concubines in the harem. If he remembered correctly, the emperor had not favored any woman since he ascended the throne.
What happened today?
Zi Yingluo looked at this scene in surprise, and her face returned to its previous indifference. Her innocence was only revealed in front of "Brother Yiran".
Meng Han, on the other hand, just glanced at Zi Yingluo casually and said, "Eighth Princess, wait a moment. We'll talk about it later. I'm very busy now." Picture.
It turns out that this is how the so-called national affairs have been for so many days. She had listened to the rumors about Meng Han as soon as she entered Ducheng. They were just that he was ruthless and cruel. The world has already described Meng Han as a tyrant.
A thorough one.
"Your Majesty, please be busy. Yingluo will go and wait outside first. Your Majesty will be busy enough before you come and call me." The indifferent voice made it difficult to hear the emotion, and she walked out the door.
Meng Han's eyes flashed with displeasure. If it were someone else, such as Bai Lixuan or Gong Ziyu, would she still be so indifferent?
"If you don't want to save your God of War General, just go ahead."
With one sentence, Zi Yingluo stopped and stared at Meng Han displeased.
Seeing this, Meng Han turned around, leaving her with an arrogant back, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised, as long as it could arouse her emotions, he was really afraid of her indifference that she didn't care about anything.
Look.
Not long after, a woman wearing a thin shirt walked into the room alluringly.
"Your Majesty, your name is Rou'er." After saying that, he leaned over and glanced provocatively at Zi Yingluo sitting on the stool.
Meng Han sat on the bed, glanced lazily, and said coldly: "Take off your clothes."
Concubine Rou was frightened by the anger emanating from Meng Han. When she heard those cold words, she was so shocked that she didn't know how to release her hands and feet. She untied her clothes tremblingly with a cautious look on her face.
But she didn't want to be like this, and Meng Han felt even more irritated. Meng Han glared at her impatiently, stood up and tore off her clothes. The bright red bellyband rubbed against the white and tender skin, which was full of temptation.
Meng Han's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to cover the plump one. His mind suddenly recalled the soft and delicate touch of Zi Yingluo at that time.
"Well... Your Majesty..." Concubine Rou pressed against his chest as softly as if she were boneless, and soft moans came out from her throat from time to time to match the movements of the other party.
Zi Yingluo lowered her head, her eyebrows beating hard several times.
Meng Han came back to his senses and glanced at the woman in his arms. He felt that her emotional face was very artificial and not as good as that person's.
He couldn't help but push Concubine Rou in his arms, and Concubine Rou lay down on the table next to her. Meng Han opened his clothes and pushed forward without any foreplay.
"Ah...it hurts..." Concubine Rou couldn't help but exhale loudly. The dry vagina was so stretched that it felt like it was splitting.
Listening to Concubine Rou's sharp exclamation, Zi Yingluo's indifferent face had a hint of sweat, and she really felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Meng Han glanced coldly: "Shut up."
Concubine Rou had tears in her eyes. Although she knew that the emperor was unstable, she still endured the violent impact. She was secretly proud that she was the first woman the emperor had touched since he ascended the throne.
Meng Han closed his eyes, thinking about everything in the princess's house. At that time, her delicate and slender hands held her tightly, even if she was unconscious, she couldn't shake him off. But now, she can't even look at her, even if
He achieved this supreme position.
Thinking of this, Meng Han moved even faster, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.
"Ahhh... Your Majesty...ahhh... Rou'er... I can't bear it anymore..." This time, Concubine Rou was really not just pretending to scream. The extreme speed shocked her heart to pieces.
Meng Han looked at the woman under him with disgust, frowned in disgust, suddenly swung his palm towards her face, violently withdrew his own heat, and said angrily: "Get out."
Concubine Rou covered her face in fear, and her body was still wet. She didn't understand why she was galloping one moment and glaring at her angrily the next. But as a concubine, she had no right to ask, so she quickly picked up her clothes and ran straight to the room shivering.
Door.
Zi Yingluo felt a little cold in her heart. He was not such a person. What had he experienced in the year he returned to China to make him like this...
She knew that Nanchu was peaceful on the surface, but in fact there were external and internal troubles. There was even turmoil in the entire government and the public. She dared not speak out when she was angry. Meng Han? What happened to him?
Thinking about it, Zi Yingluo couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart, "You are not like this, why is this?"
Hearing this, Meng Han's expression turned cold, but he remained silent.
Seeing that Meng Han was silent, Zi Yingluo continued, "The Meng Han I am familiar with is a person of pure nature, and is definitely not what the rumors say."
"Haha..." Meng Han chuckled, his smile was sarcastic, but he didn't answer the question, "I'm not satisfied yet. I wonder if the Eighth Princess is willing to do it for me?"
"Well!"
There was a muffled groan, and Zi Yingluo was caught off guard by Meng Han and fell into the big bed in the back room. Fortunately, the bed was soft and she was not hurt.