First he was promoted to princess by the Queen Mother, and then he was made a nobleman. His luck has been a bit good lately. Things turn out differently.
The main hall of the Dragon Sleeping Hall was completely destroyed and could no longer be inhabited, so the side halls were cleared out and moved in.
Di Qianao's injuries have improved a lot in the past few days. At night, Luo Changan cleaned his body. There were some unavoidable spots that made her blush. She forced herself to stay calm. Fortunately, he was also quite self-possessed.
, I guess I don’t care if I’m seriously injured.
After she took a bath herself, she sat on a chair and wiped her hair. Cangmiao's medical skills were very superb, and her hand injury also recovered a lot.
Di Qianao took the towel and wiped her hair. Her hair was long and waist-length, so it was difficult to dry. However, he patiently wiped her slowly and patiently by the stove. He didn't put the towel away until her hair was completely dry.
Put it on the table.
Luo Changan was lying on the desk enjoying herself, dozing off a little. These past few days were the most comfortable and secure days she had lived in the past two years. It turned out to be such a joy for the two of them to be happy.
"Chang'an." She took a nap like this. Did she think I was dismissed like this?
"Um?"
"It's okay, I just called you."
"Okay."...It's so sticky, is this still the big iceberg when we first met?
"baby."
"..." Luo Changan looked at him with a sweet smile, thinking that he was uncertain. His liver trembled when he called me his name. I was even more scared when he called me baby, but he was called baby with pity.
, will make people feel weak.
"Can you confess your love again?"
"I like you." Luo Changan didn't hesitate at all. If she spoke slowly, she might be questioned about her attitude. She must answer the superior's questions quickly!
"To be more specific, what do you like most about me?" The feeling of her hand brushing against him just now made him throb.
"this......"
He has a bad temper and a surly personality, and he is also domineering and demanding...
I actually thought about a lot of his shortcomings?
Advantages, think about his advantages, think about them quickly.
Yes, he works diligently and loves the people, he abides by his filial piety, his appearance is first-rate, and the clothes he wears today are of excellent taste. The embroidery on his belt is very elegant. Well, let’s start with his belt and start praising him from his clothing taste.
"You have a nice waist..."
Ahhh! I’m so embarrassed. What did I say? It was a mistake. It was really a mistake. Belt, Luo Changan, did you miss the word ‘belt’?!
"Belt!" Luo Changan frantically tried to save himself, "I really like your belt. It's the embroidery from Jiangnan, right? This is not an ordinary belt, this is a belt that is so good that it can be wrapped around the waist of an emperor."
Luo Changan looked at Di Qianao's eyes, which were getting deeper and deeper, and knew that he should not continue to lift his waist. He failed to save himself.
"Go and lock the door." Di Qian'ao ordered. She had treated him completely as a patient these days, but it was obvious that in addition to being a patient, he was also a man who had thoughts about her.
"Oh, okay." Luo Changan just needed to stay away from him, so he locked the door without thinking too much, and returned to Di Qianao's bedside, preparing to sit on the couch and continue to accompany him. It's convenient for her these days.
To take care of him, he sleeps on a low couch next to the bed, just like a nursing bed.
"Come to the big bed."
"Well..." Luo Changan later realized why he asked her to lock the door. She didn't show any pretense and reminded her softly: "You are injured."
"I can."
"please do not."
"want."
"Recuperate first, Emperor." Her tone was pleading. Whenever this happened, she really couldn't let go.
"Luo Changan, take off your clothes and come to me to seduce me."
"..." She is used to having his clothes torn to pieces. Taking it off by herself would be too unrestrained. She was so nervous that she clenched her hands. Wouldn't it be too inappropriate for me to do that? Why did he ask me to do this? I was too scared.
Let you start from his belt, that's right!
"Use your actual actions to prove that you like me. You pushed me to the bottom, and you are responsible for pulling me up."
"I'm a paper tiger. I can just talk about it, but not really."
"Then use your mouth."
"Emperor, I'm scared of you like this. I'm so embarrassed."
"Don't be afraid, try to offend me, conquer me, we love each other, and everything we do is done out of love and courtesy. Luo Changan, my confidence in myself depends on your performance in me today. I want to know how much you feel about me.
How much desire there is.”
The more enthusiastic she is towards him, the more confident he will be? Then she must be careful not to let him feel that she is slacking off at all. God, I don’t understand a man’s mind very well.
Luo Changan's face was as red as blood. She was quite clumsy in the whole process, but he watched her beginner's performance very patiently and had no intention of helping her out.
"It's been two months. Sooner or later you will see me like this, crying when it hurts."
Di Qianao's hoarse voice rang in her ears. She thought her performance was really unsatisfactory. Every time he stiffened or trembled slightly, she wondered if it was because he was uncomfortable, otherwise he would not have lost his patience and gave her to her.
I pressed myself to take control of the situation.
Luo Changan rested her head on his arm. After it was over, her mind was in a mess. His sweet and half-coaxing love words made her curl her lips. His crimson eyes stared at her deeply, savoring the taste of what he had left.
A masterpiece on her skin.
"I have made an appointment with the right minister to discuss matters."
After a while, Di Qianao said, he stood up and picked up a pure white tunic, slowly buttoned it up, covering her waist that had just made her heart beat faster, then crossed her legs and sat down elegantly.
Sitting on the chair, waiting for her reaction.
Luo Changan looked at the sky and saw that the moon was in the middle of the sky. Late at night, he asked the right minister to come to the side hall of the dragon bed to discuss matters, and he had just finished fucking the right minister's fiancée. Is the emperor serious?
"Are you going to the study?"
Luo Changan was worried that he had misunderstood, so he checked with him again.
"Meeting in the bedroom."
Luo Changan picked up his clothes and started to put them on, with some panic in his movements, "Then I will avoid it. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, and it is not convenient for me to listen here."
"There is no need to evade, don't talk about political affairs, just talk about household matters." Di Qianao said softly: "Just put on your clothes and wrap yourself up tightly so that no one can take advantage of you."
"Emperor, what are you doing?" Luo Changan became even more frightened. It was really scary for the emperor to go crazy.
Di Qianao supported his chin with his slender fingers. It was the same slender fingers that ignited circles of flames on her skin, "Swearing ownership."
"..." Luo Changan was confused: "Emperor..."
"Emperor, your right minister has arrived. Do you want to order him to come in and see you?"
Haiyin's voice sounded at this moment.
Luo Changan's face instantly turned pale. What was this? Before she could think of a reason to tell Murong Jue that she couldn't get married, and without making Murong Jue think that she was cheating on him before, the emperor suddenly made an appointment.
When Murong Jue came over, her confused face looked like she had just been favored, and she didn't look like she wanted to marry Murong Jue at all.
If Murong Jue saw her, the Queen Mother's fiancée, sleeping with the emperor, he would definitely question that all her previous approaches to him were out of utilitarianism, and might even join forces with Song Panyan to deal with her. Then she would go over there.
It’s not like I made so many plans in vain.
She could even imagine how Song Panyan would seize the opportunity to advise Murong Jue. However, Luo Changan was trying to sow discord between our husband and wife from the beginning, just for status. Now that he has hooked up with the emperor, he no longer looks down on the prime minister.
, and so on; and then presented one hundred and eight strategies to Murong Jue to frame Luo Changan.
Very speechless.
Di Qian'ao took a sip of tea and looked at her panic face with interest. He also knew her scruples, but it did not affect his appreciation of her panic look. "Isn't it exciting to have an affair with me without telling my ex?"