Empress' Marshal's Concubine

In the promenade of Yuxuan's side hall, a blood-thumping erotic show is being staged...

Wu Zetian's fair body was covered with a purple gauze, and her graceful figure was looming. She was sitting on a tiger leather chair.

Yuan Moyue also wore her clothes half-up and half on her body, her temples were scattered, and the silver-white apron seemed to be unable to restrain her proud plumpness, her thin waist and plump buttocks were coveted and coveted at first glance. Merry lady.

I saw Yuan Moyue sitting on Wu Zetian's body in a charming manner, with her delicate hands moving around Wu Zetian's body, and the tip of her nimble tongue licked the orange red blooming on Wu Zetian's chest.

On her face was a seductive look of begging for favor and love, and from time to time she would say: "Mmm... ah... um..." The charming voice is very charming.

Sliding from Wu Zetian's body like a snake, he lay down in front of Wu Zetian.

Wu Zetian broke out suddenly, and kicked Yuan Moyue, who still had half of her body hanging on her body, on the ground paved with stone slabs. Yuan Moyue's white and tender body fell firmly to the ground without any resistance. The legs rubbed against the rough ground, and a large piece of skin was instantly broken.

Yuan Moyue knew that Wu Zetian was so determined not because she didn't take good care of her, but because she had some mistakes and omissions that fell into Wu Zetian's hands.

She is a secret worker, and she has been educated since she was a child to use her own advantages to get the information she wants.

The same is true for entering the palace this time, she even changed her face for the mission.

She didn't put on a human skin mask, because she was afraid that Wu Zetian would find out and become suspicious.

But even so, she has always been cautious in front of Wu Zetian, although there is nothing she dare not do behind Wu Zetian's back.But in front of Wu Zetian, apart from being charming and docile, she didn't dare to show any sharp claws.

Although Yuan Moyue is not an extremely intelligent person, she is also clear that the education she has received since she was a child is how to obey others and how to be a better chess piece, not how to be a person in power. leader.So she is very clear about the rules of this game. If she wants to live, she can only obey and obey others.

Submissiveness has become her habit. After entering the palace, she realized that her previous life was not a hard life, at least she was still herself, but is she still herself now?

She lives in Zang Yuxuan where Concubine Ning used to live. In the eyes of others, she is a nobleman with infinite glory, but no one knows that behind her beauty is Wu Zetian's torment.

Every day, she played the role of the dead Ye Qingruo, the concubine Ning who had been dead for a long time, according to Wu Zetian's request.

Sometimes she would feel that if that Ye Qing was really happy, even if she died, there would still be people who would miss her so much.Sometimes I feel that Ye Qingruo is actually very unfortunate, everyone is dead but the soul can't be quiet.

If Ye Qingruo liked white shirts, Wu Zetian ordered people to make them according to the clothes that Ye Qingruo liked when he was alive, and since she was plump, she couldn't wear clothes tailored to Ye Qingruo's figure.

Ye Qingruo likes sweets, and the meals are all according to Ye Qingruo's preferences. A concubine Ning who likes sweets but is thin, and is loved by Jing, can see that life in the harem is not happy.

Wu Zetian demanded that her daily life should be the same as that of Ye Qingruo, so her figure was naturally inevitable.So every day, Yuan Moyue had to eat food that she didn't like, and at the same time painfully ate the weight-loss decoction prepared by Wu Zetian's people. The so-called weight-loss decoction was actually some decoction to help her excrete.

"Did you relapse into your old problem recently?" Wu Zetian's phoenix eyes flickered with coldness and gloom.

Seemingly gentle, he pulled Yuan Moyue up from the ground who had just been kicked on the ground by him.

"No concubine..." Yuan Moyue stood in front of Wu Zetian trembling, letting Wu Zetian's knife-like eyes search her body.

She really didn't do anything recently, except to occasionally go to Funing Palace to demonstrate with the indifferent Concubine Ning.

The smile on Wu Zetian's face became more and more gloomy, "You should know your identity. You should be more clear, my eyes can't tolerate sand. Your forgetfulness is too great, it seems that the punishment last time was not enough!"

Wu Zetian stood up suddenly from the tiger skin recliner as he spoke.

"It's all right." Wu Zetian smiled sinisterly, and asked Yuan Moyue to kneel on the slate floor, supporting her body with her arms and legs.Then Yuan Moyue tied fist-thick hemp ropes to her wrists and feet, which were propped on the ground, and connected them to the pillars on both sides.

Wu Zetian gently stroked Yuan Moyue's buttocks very gently, raised his hand from the beam on the corridor, pulled a whip down, and twitched mercilessly on Yuan Moyue's high buttocks. up.

Not long after, there were obvious bruises and purple welts on Yuan Moyue's buttocks.

Wu Zetian completely disregarded Yuan Moyue's crying and begging for mercy, "Your Majesty...the concubine knows it's wrong...ah...don't...don't fight anymore..." Yuan Moyue kept begging for mercy in a hurry, she knew that if she didn't beg for mercy... If you admit your mistake, Wu Zetian will really beat herself half to death, and then ask someone to revive her and continue beating.

As a spy, she has received all kinds of education since she was a child, including of course after being caught, no matter how severe the punishment is, she cannot tell the truth.

But it was completely unworkable for Wu Zetian, Wu Zetian would never ask her anything, as long as she disobeyed her wishes, she would be tortured to death.

"I see that you remember eating but not beating, so I will make you remember more deeply this time." Wu Zetian said as the whip in his hand fell more intensively.The beaten Yuan Moyue wailed.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Really... Really... Know... Know... Wrong, next... Next time... Really... Don't dare... anymore." kneeling on the ground.

Wu Zetian's whip is very skillful, although the pain seems to feel like his skin is torn, but in fact it didn't break the skin...

Wu Zetian didn't show any pity because of Yuan Moyue's begging for mercy, but coldly ordered Liang Yuan Moyue to lift his butt and let her continue to beat her.

There was another dense and crisp sound of the whip.But Yuan Moyue's voice of screaming for pain gradually decreased, and was replaced by a charming and charming voice.

A disgusted smile appeared on Wu Zetian's face.

In this world, except Yun Ganhan, who is like a lotus flower that will not be polluted by the world, everyone else is like dirty soil, unable to withstand temptation.

I have tried the same medicine on Yun Ganhan herself, but she was standing in the kitchen, bucket after bucket of cold water poured over her head, and finally her whole body was so cold that her lips turned purple due to the temperature of the cold water. It was because of the fierceness of the medicine, and the cold water that made the body unable to withstand the impact of internal heat and external cold, and passed out.

"Ah... er... um... ah... Your Majesty..." Yuan Moyue's sweet and bone-chilling voice brought Wu Zetian back to reality.

He said so, but he didn't know that he lifted his bruised and swollen butt even higher.The sobs that came out of his mouth could not tell whether it was pain or excitement.

Wu Zetian sneered and kneaded Yuan Moyue's plump and tender Xuefeng because she was kneeling on her stomach. The whip in her hand flicked a few more times, Yuan Moyue twisted her body, The plumpness also swayed with her body.

Wu Zetian let go of Yuan Moyue's softness, walked to the pillar that bound Yuan Moyue's hands and feet, and swung the whip in his hand, and the whip rolled together the four hemp ropes that bound Yuan Moyue's hands and feet, The length of the hemp rope was extremely shortened, and Yuan Moyue's body was hoisted up in a large font.

Following Wu Zetian's move, one can clearly see a transparent stream flowing out along Yuan Moyue's secret tan.

Wu Zetian hung Yuan Moyue's body more than one meter above the ground, and then tied the whip wrapped in hemp rope in a strange way.

Jiang Yuan Moyue made a 360-degree rotation in the air, so that the opponent's face was facing up, instead of facing the ground as before, and the arms and legs were opened, so that the private parts could be seen at a glance.

Yuan Moyue's eyes were a little blurred, but she didn't completely lose her sanity, she knew that this was just the beginning.

She cooperated with Wu Zetian's movements to minimize her discomfort as much as possible.

She could feel the juice trickling down her thighs.

The flowers blooming on the hills have completely stood up in the wind, and the sensitivity and excitement of her body made her very eager to be touched and possessed.

The feeling of emptiness in her body made Yuan Moyue fall into panic again.

The legs that were tossed by Wu Zetian last time were almost disabled. She couldn't get out of bed and walk for more than a month. That time Wu Zetian was not as cruel as this time!

Just thinking about Yuan Moyue plunged into endless fear.

As she thought, this was just the beginning, and now Wu Zetian was really going to punish her.

Wu Zetian turned the whip wrapped with Yuan Moyue's hemp rope in his hand, and took the tip of the whip in his hand, and the handle of the whip was inserted straight into the depths of Yuan Moyue's secret tan.

"Your Majesty..." Yuan Moyue didn't care much at the moment, her body tried her best to cater to the leveling of the foreign objects below her, her voice trembling frantically.

Wu Zetian's actions were not gentle, even too cold, but because the medicine in her body had already been exerted to the extreme, just a little touch could cause Yuan Moyue to be overwhelmed by her body's thirst.

Wu Zetian seemed to be tired of hearing Yuan Moyue's soft and charming voice, the whip in his hand was pushed into Yuan Moyue's secret Tan by a small amount without any tenderness, and the handle of the whip entered Yuan Moyue with a little tip. Yue originally longed for the body to be possessed, but as the whip penetrated into her body, the hemp rope that bound Yuan Moyue's hands and feet was also pulled.

Yuan Moyue's voice became hoarse because of Wu Zetian's actions, mixed with painful cries...