The Blasphemy of the Queen GL

Chapter 71

Chaohuang finally touched the door of Chaoyang, looked at the big "Chen", suddenly felt strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong, so she ignored it.

Chao Huang knocked on the door, Shao Qing, a woman in purple opened the door.

Chaohuang, "!!!"

"Who are you?" The woman leaned against the door rail, looked Chaohuang up and down, narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and her voice was full of tired laziness.

Chaohuang actually wanted to shout, 'Do you want to have fun! '.

Over and over again, what a mess, she just came to find a wife!

"I'm looking for Chaoyang."

Hua Niang nodded when she heard the words, and said, "Then you come tomorrow, she is tired and resting now."

Why are these words so ambiguous? !

With a cold face, Chao Huang said, "She is mine, and I want to take her home."

Hua Niang, who was supposed to deal with it casually, paused after hearing the words, opened her eyes again and looked at Chaohuang, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, the bangs on her forehead covered the emotions in her eyes, and said lightly, "Then go in .”

As he spoke, he leaned on the wall and walked away, looking like he was exhausted.

Chaohuang stepped into the door, moved her nose, and didn't smell any strange smell, but a faint fragrance.

"Flower girl?"

A call came from the tent, and then a plain white hand pulled up the curtain of the bed.

"Yang..."

Chaohuang's eyes were red with grievance, and she stared blankly at Chaoyang.

I haven't seen each other for a few months, endured lovesickness, and finally met, but I didn't expect this to be the case.

"Huang'er..."

Chaoyang frowned and woke up completely, she didn't expect Chaohuang to appear here suddenly.

"How will you be here?"

With tears in his eyes (...), Chao Huang said, "I found you after a lot of trouble, yet you still question me..."

This expression is fake enough, but the grievance in the eyes is real.

Seeing Chaohuang's dusty appearance, Chaoyang thought about the current time, and suddenly said angrily and amusedly, "As the empress of a country, you come to the brothel without resting on the dragon bed in the middle of the night?"

"Didn't you stay here too?"

Chaoyang deliberately said, "My house is deserted, it's not bad to have someone to serve you here, but your harem is full of beauties, don't you also feel deserted?"

Does Chaoyang know?

Chaohuang felt guilty for no reason.

He was only relieved when he saw that there was no disgust or blame in Chaoyang's eyes.

Chaoyang beckoned to Chaohuang, "Come here."

The flimsy pajamas were baggy, with Chaoyang's movements revealing a section of bright wrist and attractive collarbone, the usually indifferent face was a little softer.

Although Chaohuang wanted to air Chaoyang to express her dissatisfaction, but...

Chaohuang walked over obediently without any backbone, and was dragged onto the bed by Chaoyang.

The slightly cold body was pressed against her, and Chaohuang hugged her affectionately.

"Ah Yang, that woman who was going out just now..."

Before Chaohuang finished asking, Chaoyang blocked Chaohuang's mouth with his mouth, and licked carefully, with a lazy voice, "Don't worry... After all, only Your Majesty can climb on the bed of a minister..."

Hearing this, Chaohuang's ears turned red, and she thought to herself that it was too foul, talking about love on the bed or something.

"Your Majesty, take off your clothes..."

"Your Majesty, change your posture..."

"Hey, put your butt up..."

Chaohuang was tossed and tossed all night, but she was just excited, and the words of Your Majesty and straightforward love words that came out of that cold mouth were the best aphrodisiac.

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Chaohuang barely closed her eyes all night. When Chaoyang was sleeping soundly, Chaohuang gently broke away from Chaoyang's arms and quickly put on her clothes.

Chaohuang approached the bed, looked at Chaoyang with her eyes closed, and planted a kiss on her forehead, but when she turned around, she was held by a cold hand, and the back of her hand was cold, and a soft kiss was imprinted.

Chaoyang still didn't speak or open his eyes, Chaohuang grinned, turned and left after Chaoyang let go of his hand.

The corner of Chaoyang's mouth curled up into a gentle smile, turned over and hugged another person's warm quilt, and his breathing gradually became even.

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Zijin pinpointed the time for Chaoyang to wake up, and brought in the washing water early, but found that Chaoyang didn't seem to wake up today.

It was rare for Hua Niang to wake up early in the morning, and stood outside the door with Zijin. They looked at each other, and both saw the doubt and surprise in each other's eyes.

How self-disciplined is Chaoyang, how can they not know?The time to wake up is almost at the same time every day, which seems a little strange today.

Suddenly remembering the person from yesterday, Hua Niang said to Zijin, "Let's come later, I'm afraid Ah Yang will have to rest for a while today..."

After saying that, dragging her long skirt and leaving, Zijin held the water basin, but pushed open the door and walked in.

There was still a trace of a strange smell in the room, which was obviously left over from the smell that hadn't dissipated.

Putting the water basin on the shelf, Zijin approached the inner room, and as expected, the bed curtain was still down.

"... Zijin?"

There was a lazy voice coming from the bed curtain, with the inherent hoarseness of getting up.

Zijin said softly, "Does your lord want to get up and wash up?"

Chaoyang hummed lightly, and let Zijin hang up the curtain of the bed, but paused when Zijin was about to change her clothes, and said, "You wait outside now, I will do it myself."

Zijin pursed her lips, put her clothes on the bed, and backed out.

Chaoyang changed his clothes slowly, glanced at the messy bed, hesitated for a while, and then approached, smoothed the sheet, and folded the quilt.

Walking out of the inner room, Zijin was waiting for her there.

"Did you rest well yesterday?" Zijin asked softly.

Chao Yang wiped his hands clean with a silk handkerchief, and said with a smile, "It's good to have someone warm the bed."

Zijin's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he lowered his head.

The handkerchief was crushed into pieces, and Zijin asked in a trembling voice, "Bed warmer, Zijin can do it too."

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect..." Chao Yang paused, then the corners of his mouth curled up with charming tenderness, "I just didn't expect to fall in love with someone..."

Zijin crushed the veil thoroughly, his voice hoarse, "Your Excellency obviously thought about marrying Zijin before, didn't you? Why did you change your mind after only one year?"

Chaoyang said, "Zijin, you have gone too far. This king has never said that he will marry you."

The voice became cold in vain, Zijin forgot the rules for the first time, and ran out with his head down.

Hua Niang came in from the door and said, "Ah Yang, are you being too cruel to Zijin?"

"If you are not cruel at this time, Zijin will be more reluctant to let go, that is cruel to him." Chaoyang said lightly, "I thought I would never find that person again, so I decided to marry Zijin. Although there is no love, But it will definitely be good to Zijin for the rest of his life and make him happy. But after meeting this person, there is only so much he can do..."

Chaoyang silently waited for someone who could make her fall in love, although it was just a thought.

She always thought that she had decided to live a life of indifference, but she didn't expect that it was only a year, and her original frozen heart was broken.

She originally planned to marry Zijin when she had to marry. Although she didn't love her, Zijin loved her, and she didn't reject Zijin, she would respect him, and that was enough.

Now her regret...

After all, she was ashamed of Zijin, but she couldn't ignore Chaohuang and continue to be entangled with Zijin. This would hurt not only Chaohuang, but also Zijin.

Zijin is a pure, gentle and noble man who is worthy of any woman.

It is best to cut the mess quickly with a sharp knife.

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Chaohuang went back to the palace and went crazy all night, but fortunately, the morning court was not delayed.

After returning to the bedroom, Chaohuang went straight into the bath.

After taking off her clothes, there are dots of cold plums printed on her snow-white and delicate skin, which is extraordinarily gorgeous.

The water flooded over his chest, closed his eyes towards Huang, and washed his hands carefully.

Before he knew it, his head became more and more confused, and he woke up instantly when he put his hands on his chest.

Grabbing the opponent's hand quickly, Chaohuang opened his eyes, looked at the opponent fiercely, and said, "Who allowed you to come in?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, slave..."

The servant was serving the pen and ink in front of the imperial court, and Chaohuang saw a familiar face, delicate and clean, thin-skinned and easy to blush, with an innocent and shy appearance.

The waiter stretched out his hand to untie his clothes, and came prepared, just pulling the belt, all the clothes fell off.

Looking at the other party's white body, Chao Huang's throat was a little thirsty, and that thin body should be extremely resilient to the touch.

Chaohuang bit the tip of her tongue hard, and said angrily, "What did you do?"

This is not normal at all, when did she get so horny?

The servant's face turned pale, and he said a few words, but Chaohuang couldn't hear him, his head became more and more chaotic, and the heat on his body also surged.

Seeing that Chao Huang's eyes were blurred, the little waiter was no longer afraid, and took the initiative to stick to her.

Just when his lips were about to touch Chaohuang's, Chaohuang's eyes became clear again, and when his eyes turned cold, he grabbed the servant's hair and pressed it into the water without hesitation.

Even though the little waiter struggled desperately, his strength was strong enough to avoid Chaohuang's trap, but Chaohuang was holding on tightly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and had no intention of letting the little waiter live at all.

In the end, the waiter finally suffocated to death.

Chao Huang let go of her in disgust, went ashore and dressed slowly.

Without looking at the people floating in the pool, Chao Huang walked out of the bathroom.

"Come on!"

The little servant was dragged down and his body was mutilated. It would not be a pity to die ten thousand times for murdering the queen.

Chaohuang took the opportunity to clean all the people in Xihe Hall, she didn't want to encounter such a thing next time.

If she was really with that person... would she still be able to hug Chao Yang without any scruples?She will dislike herself... Chaoyang deserves the best.

Chao Huang was very angry. Originally, she didn't intend to execute the servant, let alone mutilate his body. It's just that he touched her bottom line, otherwise she wouldn't be so angry even if she stabbed her with a knife.

She was still a little dizzy, but she didn't want to sleep. In the end, she planned to go for a walk in the imperial garden, to be blown away by the wind.

The imperial garden is the favorite place for concubines to hang out, because it is the easiest place to see the emperor, but Chaohuang's harem... let alone, so theoretically, there are no messy people in the imperial garden.

It's just that Chaohuang still met a familiar person.

The man's body is long and straight, his face is covered with a light veil, and his whole body is naturally holy and aloof.

Isn't that familiar man Jinyue whom he met once?

"His Majesty."

Jinyue looked at Chaohuang indifferently, her ancient well-free eyes seemed to be filled with cold water, deep but bottomless, as if hiding too many secrets.