The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

The love/lust of two people is enviable. There are no intricate and intricate entanglements. red account.

Qin Yan sat in front of the round table with her legs open, facing a feast of good wine and good food, she had no appetite at all. Ren Shiqing's upturned buttocks were pressed against her thighs, and her hands were wrapped around her neck, showing off a pair of breasts and charming looks. foot.

Murong Anran stood aside, dimpled coldly.

Under the dim lights, the triangular relationship presented is a bit strange. One hates the other, the other loves the other, and the remaining one is sad and ugly.

Qin Yan didn't recognize the words 'I can't get enough of love', she had it before, but the other party was too unfeeling and unyielding, and couldn't grasp the slightest bit of the heat that passed away in a flash.

The heart that is taken out and then stuffed back will always bring the cruelty and thorns of reality, and the chill will haunt the inside.

Qin Yan put her arms around Ren Shiqing's waist and raised her face slightly. The latter was obviously much more active than before. She had always been jealous of the empress's favor towards Murong Anran, but the difference in identity from the other party was too great, and she had some spots on her body. Not to mention the general's appearance and demeanor, he is still the god of war in the eyes of the common people, so it is not easy to make random arrangements.

It's good now, the general and the empress have fallen out!

The opportunity never came again, she not only wanted to bring the empress back with enthusiasm, but also took the opportunity to attack Murong Anran.

Holding the chopsticks in Yu's hand, Ren Shiqing picked up a piece of fish, placed one palm underneath, and handed it over affectionately, "Your Majesty, I will feed you another bite. Only when you are full will you have the strength to work."

Qin Yan smiled and patted the limp buttocks of the person on her lap with her palm, and said deliberately: "I can 'feed you' even if I don't eat."

"Your Majesty has always been powerful. Eating vegetables and drinking wine is just like a tiger with wings," Ren Shiqing's eyes were like silk, and her delicate tone was sweet, and her words naturally made people's ears blush and heartbeat. Shyly said: "Scrape up, hard and fierce."

Qin Yan's face turned red unconsciously, but such coquettish words are the best weapon to take revenge on someone, and she must not give up halfway. She chewed the fresh and tender fish, and smiled slightly, "That's because I love to listen to Chaoyin, especially is yours."

"Oh, it's not serious~" Ren Shiqing pursed her lips, "The general is still here, at least I should restrain myself."

Qin Yan followed the trend to look at Murong Anran, and after a while, she said with a cold expression: "Anran is my subject, poetry is my concubine, the emperor is happy, what should I restrain in front of my subjects? Besides, the general will see you Knowing a lot, after so many years, I haven’t found anyone to solve my loneliness? In the barracks, there are young people in one water, and soldiers in one water. Not to mention three thousand, it’s thirty thousand, three hundred thousand, much happier than me.”

Ren Shiqing let out a series of clear and pleasant laughs, with a slightly exaggerated expression on her charming and unparalleled dimple, she sarcastically said: "I think it's true, everyone is a woman, the long night is long, the couch is lonely and cold, how can there be no one who is not moving and not yang reason."

Murong Anran's complexion became more and more ugly, her hands gradually clenched into fists, she drooped her eyelashes, and said coldly: "Chen, no."

"The general said she didn't have one, who would believe it~" Ren Shiqing brushed her broken hair behind her ears, followed the empress's words, her eyes were full of contempt, "The sky is so high that the emperor is far away, no matter who can tell, it is according to the bones of the God of War." , seven in one night, no problem."

"You---" Murong Anran immediately raised his face, staring angrily, and the bones of his fists were visible.

Seeing that someone was annoyed, Ren Shiqing immediately hid in the empress's arms and began to groan, "Ah, I'm afraid that the general will rush up and beat me. Your Majesty knows, I'm just making a joke."

Qin Yan felt inexplicably happy when she saw someone in a hurry. A play had to be sung by two people together, and the stench was so strong that it could make people sick.

"Hey, don't be afraid, she won't dare to hit you with me here." Qin Yan lifted her chin and said with a smile: "If the general really wants to hit you, just hit Aifei's buttocks, which are plump and fat." , it doesn't hurt even when you hit him...by the way, leave a slap mark, it's white and red, it's exciting to see."

"I hate it," Ren Shiqing shook the empress's wrist, pretending to be angry, "You are despising my concubine fat."

"No way~" Qin Yan retorted solemnly, her words changed abruptly, her lips and tongue were close to her ears, she looked at the general at the side, and said with a smile: "There is a lot of meat, so it looks good when you put it on."

Murong Anran looked up in response, but unfortunately she couldn't get used to rolling her eyes, otherwise she would despise her no matter what.

"Bah," Ren Shiqing spat, "I don't believe deceptive lies."

Qin Yan turned her face back, and started to swing around the person in her arms, "Yes, yes, I opened my mouth to coax people, and coaxed you to 'open your mouth'."

"Your Majesty is good or bad~" Ren Shiqing blushed, and hurriedly put her face on the empress' arms, ashamed to see others.

After some coquettish words, Murong Anran's face collapsed, her expression was completely out of control, although she was also blushing, she looked annoyed.

Qin Yan saw that the other party didn't want to stay for a moment, so she had to withdraw the firepower a little bit. She held her delicate and white shoulders and said briskly: "My concubine, don't hide, and have a drink with me. The alcohol has not come up, it will be less impulsive."

Ren Shiqing slowly got up, sat up straight again, and poured wine for the empress leisurely with a pair of beautiful hands like mutton fat jade.

Qin Yan is too strong to drink, but this time, she didn't ask the maid to replace the white wine with plain water.

Three glasses of wine poured into his throat, and his face turned red.

After drinking six glasses of wine, the internal organs burned.

Eight glasses of wine sank into my stomach, and my thoughts gradually turned into flying catkins, clusters of clusters, and I couldn't put together a decent sentence.

Shaoqing, someone's eyes are slightly squinted, and the ends of the eyes and brows are full of blushes, and the coquettish, charming, and naive looks are all written on their faces.

Alcohol strengthens people's courage, drunk eyes look at others, and others are outsiders.

Ren Shiqing is sexy all over her body, her eyebrows and eyes are arousing, coquettish and sloppy, her lips are the most beautiful Qin Yan has ever seen, and she puts some crimson lipstick on her lips, which is even more terrible.

It is not an exaggeration to be ecstasy.

Qin Yan looked up at the person in a daze, and rubbed the other's lips with her thumb, imitating the tricks of the old man, from left to right, and then from right to left, rubbing her lips until they were red, she smiled and said: "When the cold air comes up, the wine still needs some temperature."

"Temperature?" Ren Shiqing was stunned for a second, and when she realized it, she asked with a smile, "What temperature?"

Two fingers searched for the seductive gap between the lips, and poked it in. Qin Yan raised her long eyebrows, and said with a strong smell of alcohol: "It's the temperature here."

The tip of her tongue brushed over her fingertips, and the numbness it brought made her thirsty. Qin Yan involuntarily pursed her lips, gasping heavily for alcohol, and peeked at a certain corner.

In the corner, someone's chest heaved violently, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he looked like he could eat people.

"Feed me wine." The Empress said.

Ren Shiqing took a sip of wine, glanced triumphantly at Murong Anran, and stepped down gracefully.

The red lips met the red lips, and poured the fine wine into the mouth of the empress together.

The ninth cup fell into her throat, Qin Yan was no longer herself, and her hatred was cast into another shameless person.

"The previous wine was very spicy, why did it become as sweet as a spring after Aifei's mouth?" With a dimple like silk, Qin Yan pointed and said, "Tell me, is there sugar in it?"

"What are you talking about?" Ren Shiqing said strangely: "You know that concubines don't like sweets."

"Oh, you don't like sweets..." She was shaking her head, hoping to wake up a little bit, but things didn't go as planned, and Concubine Jiao on her lap had already swept her two delicate and slightly swollen red lips with her lilac tongue. From top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, Qin Yan felt a little unbearable, and muttered to herself: "I've been teased so badly... If you don't move, don't regret it."

This is an ultimatum to that man!

Murong Anran couldn't help but sneer, she laughed at the empress's stupidity and her meanness.

The gaze passing over Ren Fei's shoulder met all the mocking gazes cast by the general.

Qin Yan's dirty thoughts were clearly seen by others, and her inner dependence, longing, and reluctance were fully exposed.

The four eyes met for a long time, and nothing was exchanged.

Anger came up, Qin Yan went all out, her four lips were pressed together, and she explored violently with a wet and slippery soft tongue, frantically flicking inside and out.

After a deep and ruthless kiss, Murong Anran finally tasted it. She turned her face and hid her sad expression in the darkness.

……

Inside the red gauze tent, the empress looked down at Yingbai, "My concubine, did I ever tell you that your body is beautiful?"

"Your Majesty said... said that the skin of my concubine is the jade fat of heaven." Ren Shiqing winked.

"So beautiful……"

Qin Yan was very drunk, expressing her true state of mind with her five senses, she was trapped in a snowstorm.

Someone, briefly and deeply immersed.

(slightly……)

Qin Yan was sitting at the end of the bed, and with a casual search, she took out a carved box, which was unlocked and opened gently. It was crystal clear, rough and dark, slender like fingers, and curved like a hook... There were all kinds of boxes, which made people dazzled. .

She laughed momentarily.

"Your Majesty...what are you laughing at?" Ren Shiqing adjusted her breathing, got up from the couch, and asked closer.

"There is only one brook, how about you, seven?"

Ren Shiqing curled her lips and pointed to one of them, "She has a cold temper and doesn't like this way, so naturally she doesn't have so many demands."

"It can be seen how rough you are." The empress opened her eyes, she picked one at random, weighed it and said: "It is a good thing to feel warm when you touch it."

"It's really a good thing," Ren Shiqing said with affection, with her slack waist, thin clothes that couldn't hang on her, and her blushing fingertips lingering on a row of things, "Choose carefully and use them well." It’s good to stay, and I’ve got these few in the past few years~”

"Is it because I'm not here, you are using it secretly?"

"Where is it~" Ren Shiqing quickly shifted his gaze, and said without confidence: "It is only used by His Majesty."

The lying face was pinched, Qin Yan tilted her head, and licked her dishonest lips, "The more beautiful a woman is, the more she likes to lie. With your mouth, there is no room for you to speak."

Ren Shiqing kissed the person back, words leaked from her lips, the ending sound was wet and greasy, like a spring/tide, "The concubine is looking forward to your majesty, and comes to stop him every day."

"It's really exhausting..."

"It's only now that I understand, it's too late!" Ren Shiqing reached out to take it, bit her lips and said, "Concubine, dress your Majesty personally."

Someone outside the tent listened impeccably, and their eyes were quietly reddened.

After Qin Yan finished dressing, her heart was filled with mixed emotions. She suppressed Ren Shiqing, leaned against her ear, and whispered: "My concubine, can you use me as a tool to vent your desire?"

Ren Shiqing restrained her sultry expression, and retorted sincerely, "No, your majesty is not a toy, but your majesty is the concubine's precious husband!"

Qin Yan was touched by these sincere words.

Murong Anran abandons herself as a waste, while others love her like a treasure, who is more worthy of being treated sincerely? !

The figure outside the tent was indifferent to such a blatant humiliation.

I was forced into a desperate situation.

Selfishly, someone seriously injured himself, slapped one of his hearts off, and it fell to pieces, it was too horrible to look at.

very good!

The opposite of love is hate. Since love cannot be continued, in order to avoid a clean break, let's get along in another way.

The interpretation of the broken root is that there is no completely severed relationship. Who said that hate is not a relationship?

Just out of hatred, it turned into thousands of threads, and the two broken pieces were rigidly pieced together.

So……

Let's hurt each other.

In the end, who will be afraid of whom, and who will seriously hurt whom!