Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 653

Xia Wanzhu's heart trembled suddenly, was he telling her that he didn't touch the queen?

This kind of thought suddenly entered her heart, and a little joy rose in her heart. This feeling made her bewildered and scared.

"Wan'er, if you understand me, you won't blame me." Shangguan Yunyao stroked her long hair and said softly, with a tone of infinite helplessness.

Xia Wanzhu knew that the entire Huangze Kingdom seemed to be stable and peaceful, but how turbulent the political situation was during the period. Now the court is divided into two factions, one is the general who holds the military power, and the other is the current prime minister under one person. They all have their own influence in the harem, and that is Concubine Yan Guirou and Concubine Roushu. If there is any rumor in the harem, the previous dynasty will also change. This is the case in the imperial palace. The network of relationships is intertwined and chaotic.

And if Shangguan Yunyao wanted to grasp the balance between the former court and the harem, he would have to spend countless thoughts there.

At this moment, Xia Wanzhu realized how much the man in front of him had burdened, and couldn't help but feel sorry for this man.

"I see." Xia Wanzhu said lightly.

Shangguan Yunyao's kiss fell on her hair, "In the entire harem, you are the only one who makes me feel at ease. Although I don't know how I feel about you, in this harem, you are the only one I want to spoil. "

Maybe Shangguan Yunyao has been pretending for a long time, and he can't tell whether he is sincere or fake. Although he said that he doesn't understand what he thinks about Xia Wanzhu now, Xia Wanzhu believes that she must be in Shangguan Yunyao's heart. A special existence, since this is the case, let her give each other another chance, one day, Shangguan Yunyao's heart will be Xia Wanzhu's.

As the candlelight of the evergreen lantern flickered, the pear blossom tent slowly lowered. The moon's light passed through the screen window, as if it wanted to peek into the spring scenery in the room, but was blocked by the moon-white tent, leaving only the room full of frost.

I slept very peacefully that night.

Different from the past, this time Xia Wanzhu woke up in Shangguan Junyao's arms.

Feeling the man's familiar body temperature, she nuzzled into his arms and curled up on his chest like a cat.

"Wan'er, I'm going to court." It may be because he just woke up not long ago, but Shangguan Yunyao's voice was hoarse, but it was extremely low-mellow and sweet, and it was not difficult to hear the tenderness and indulgence in that tone.

This "wan'er" almost broke Xia Wanzhu's heart.

Xia Wanzhu half-opened her beautiful eyes, as if she hadn't woken up, that delicate and lazy posture was almost charming to her bones, Shangguan Yunyao only felt a strong feeling rushing into her mind, and the next moment she wanted to Xia Wanzhu pressed under her body and kissed her hard.

He is not an emperor who is obsessed with beauty, but the woman in front of him has the idea that he wants to linger with her until death.

This fiery kiss completely woke Xia Wanzhu up. What was suppressed in Shangguan Junyao's fiery eyes, Xia Wanzhu fully understood.

Looking at Xia Wanzhu's instantly clear eyes, Shangguan Yunyao deepened the kiss.

Until, Jiang Fulu's voice sounded outside the window, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, do you want this old slave to wait for you to change?"

Only then did Shangguan Yunyao let go of Xia Wanzhu, covered Xia Wanzhu with the brocade quilt, only her little head was exposed, and then covered the bed curtain, and then said to the outside: "Come in."

Such a small, possessive gesture made Xia Wanzhu blush, but there was a hint of joy in her heart.

I only heard Jiang Fulu talking to Shangguan Yunyao in a low voice outside, as if he was afraid of waking Xia Wanzhu up.

When Shangguan Junyao left, his white jade arm stretched out from the pear flower tent and grabbed Shangguan Yunyao's dragon robe.

Inside the bed tent, the beauty's gentle and shy voice came out, "Your Majesty, send someone to make a bowl of pear soup for use before going to court."

When she dreamed back at midnight last night, she heard his cough and remembered it in her heart.

(End of this chapter)