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"Princess, let me give you a massage." Lin Zimo said gently, then stretched out his hand and gently kneaded Murong Wenmiao's shoulders.

His eyes were fixed on Murong Wenmiao's curvy body. He swallowed, stretched out his hands and gently stroked her shoulders, which slowly slid down to her waist.

"Hmm~~~~Hmm~~~~~~~" Murong Wenmiao closed her eyes and enjoyed Lin Zimo's service, making comfortable and pleasant noises from her mouth.

Hearing Murong Wenmiao's voice, Lin Zimo's breathing became heavier. He couldn't help but get close to Murong Wenmiao's ear, exhaling hot air, and said ambiguously, "Princess, you are so beautiful."

"You are just sweet-talker." Murong Wenmiao's face flushed, obviously very happy.

"Princess, you are truly the most beautiful and kind woman I have ever seen. You are the most perfect woman in the world." Lin Zimo said affectionately, "I am willing to go through fire and water for you, Princess!"

When Murong Wenmiao heard these words, she felt overjoyed.

This is what a man is!

No man can escape from Murong Wenmiao's Five Finger Mountain!

Murong Wenmiao kicked Lin Zimo on the shoulder and scolded him with a smile, "You are so slick and unruly!"

Lin Zimo groaned in pain, but forced himself not to say a word, and continued to say flatteringly, "Princess, you are my goddess!"

Murong Wenmiao looked at Lin Zimo's performance with satisfaction, a faint smile on her lips.

She liked his obedience and submission, and she liked him even more for being attentive to her!

Whatever she wants, she can get it! Moreover, more and more men are circling around her. Only she deserves to have everything!

"You're so talkative." Murong Wenmiao said shyly.

Seeing this, Lin Zimo's heart became even more excited.

Murong Wenmiao's skin was whiter than snow, delicate and smooth, like silk. Her skin was very sensitive and fragile, and would turn a light pink at the slightest touch, making him unable to stop.

Lin Zimo stretched out his hands and hugged Murong Wenmiao's waist, pressing Murong Wenmiao to himself, his low and hoarse voice filled with strong desire, "Princess, tonight... your servant will serve you!"

Murong Wenmiao was also looking forward to it, but she still politely refused, "Wait until you get Wu Wanrou out of the cold palace!"

"Yes, I obey your command." Lin Zimo lowered his eyes to hide the unwillingness in his eyes.

Lin Zimo lay down next to Murong Wenmiao, held her in his arms, and greedily sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from her body.

This feeling is really great! It makes him obsessed, crazy, and intoxicated.

Lin Zimo's kiss went all the way down from Murong Wenmiao's cheek to her alluring collarbone, leaving a mark that belonged exclusively to him. Murong Wenmiao panted coquettishly and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Princess, you are so beautiful." Lin Zimo murmured.

Murong Wenmiao was in a good mood after hearing this. She smiled coquettishly and said, "It's good that you know that this princess is beautiful. From now on, stop being so slick!"

"Yes, the princess is right."

"Hmph, you're smart!" Murong Wenmiao raised her chin proudly and looked at Lin Zimo with a noble and elegant look.

Lin Zimo showed a flattering smile and said flatteringly, "Princess, it's getting late, you should go to bed quickly."

"Yeah." Murong Wenmiao responded.

Murong Wenmiao leaned on the bed and said lazily, "This princess is tired."

Lin Zimo quickly took a soft pillow and placed it behind Murong Wenmiao, then took a thin blanket and covered her with it, taking care of her attentively and considerately: "It's cold at night, Princess, cover yourself with more quilts."

"Princess, please take a rest." Lin Zimo said considerately.

Murong Wenmiao closed her eyes, enjoying the happiness brought to her by Lin Zimo, and gradually fell asleep. She had not had such a peaceful sleep for a long, long time.

Lin Zimo looked at Murong Wenmiao's beautiful face. He slowly leaned down and lightly pecked her delicate and tempting cherry lips.

"Princess, wait for me." Lin Zimo murmured.

These days, he tried every possible means to please Princess Zhaoyang, hoping that he could become a phoenix and become her husband one day.

He must firmly grasp Princess Zhaoyang's cash cow, make his family rich, and let his mother live a life of luxury!

He believes that with his hard work and talent, he will eventually achieve this goal!

The next morning, Murong Wenmiao woke up and saw Lin Zimo's handsome face when she opened her eyes.

"Princess, you're awake." Lin Zimo woke up immediately when he heard the noise, looked at Murong Wenmiao and asked with concern.

"Yeah." Murong Wenmiao responded and looked at Lin Zimo. An inexplicable feeling arose in her heart. This man seemed to be quite special.

Lin Zimo helped Murong Wenmiao put on her clothes. After they washed up, Lin Zimo helped Murong Wenmiao walk to the imperial kitchen.

Murong Wenmiao has a graceful figure, exquisite and curvy. She wears a gorgeous dress, which makes her figure more graceful and charming.

Lin Zimo felt that Murong Wenmiao's beauty was an enchanting one, so stunningly beautiful that it was irresistible.

"Princess, you are so beautiful." Lin Zimo exclaimed.

Murong Wenmiao glanced at Lin Zimo coquettishly and said, "If you dare to betray me, I will dig out your eyes, cut off your nose, and cut off your tongue..."

Lin Zimo interrupted Murong Wenmiao and promised earnestly, "Princess, I will never dare to betray you. My whole heart is tied to you. I will be loyal to you forever."

"Haha, of course you dare not betray me, otherwise, your Lin family will die without knowing how." Murong Wenmiao laughed tenderly, her voice charming and numbing to the bone.

"Yes, I know." Lin Zimo replied respectfully.

"Yes." Murong Wenmiao nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go, this princess is hungry."

Lin Zimo supported Murong Wenmiao as they walked towards the imperial kitchen. When the palace maids in the imperial kitchen saw Princess Zhaoyang coming, they quickly bowed and greeted her.

"Get up." Murong Wenmiao waved her hand and said, "Set the table."

"Yes."

After a while, a table full of dishes was placed on the table. Murong Wenmiao sat on the chair and ate the dishes with chopsticks. Lin Zimo stood by and served and helped to serve the dishes.

Suddenly, Murong Wenmiao stopped what he was doing, put down his chopsticks, and a look of displeasure appeared between his brows.

"Princess?" Lin Zimo called cautiously.

Murong Wenmiao glanced around and asked coldly, "Why are there only these few dishes? What about the others? Bring them all to this princess!"

"Yes, I'll go and give the order right away." The palace maid quickly retreated to convey Princess Zhaoyang's instructions.

After the palace maid left, Murong Wenmiao picked up the chopsticks to eat the food. But after taking a bite, she spat it out and frowned her delicate eyebrows in disgust.