The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

It's out of necessity to straddle the tyrant's body every day, Yun Mumu knew that she was dishonest in her sleep.

If she didn't sleep on the inner side, she could fall off the dragon bed in the middle of the night.

It wasn't that she hadn't tried it, but she was afraid of being thrown, so she chose to sit on the inner side of the couch.

I had no choice but to wrong the tyrant, and was spanked by myself every morning and evening.

For this, Yun Mumu also compensated him very well.

Every day, she not only cooks delicious food for him, but also personally cleans his face and wipes his hands. Except that she can't help with urination and defecation, she does everything she can.

When she stepped over the tyrant, she even brushed her long hair, and the black hair inadvertently swept across Duan Yihuang's face.

Duan Yihuang was stunned by a burst of fragrance, but there was a numb feeling in his heart, it felt like Yunmumu's hair was electrified, and the electricity went all over his body.

He sneered secretly, and said that he had no idea about himself, to seduce himself like this?

Yes, that's right, she was seducing him, she was the one who seduced him first, and he was the passive one.

Before he finished masturbating, Yun Mumu, who got off the dragon couch over there, turned his head, smiled charmingly at her and said, "Your Majesty, a concubine like you who doesn't even struggle is not interested." .”

Duan Yihuang: Hehe, a hypocritical woman, a woman who speaks duplicity.

However, Duan Yihuang was thinking, should he tell this woman that his right middle finger can move?

Just when he was still hesitating, Yun Mumu had already walked away, and went straight out of Lingyun Palace in a slovenly manner, not knowing what to do.

In Lingyun Hall, which has been peaceful for years, Bingqiao is busy making breakfast, and Ah Jiu is wielding a big knife in the atrium.

It's just a pity that those green plants are used by Ah Jiu to practice the knife every day, and they are cut and peeled every day, and they have become bald bonsai.

In this way, Ah Jiu did not let them go, and still used them to try his Xiuchun knife every day.

The little blackie Zhou Cheng would come to torture Duan Yihuang every night, and then leave after torturing to his heart's content.

After struggling for half a month, he finally said something human to Duan Yihuang, "Your Majesty, congratulations, the poison in the emperor's body has almost been cured, and the remaining poison will be cleared slowly as long as you take medicine and recuperate slowly. There will be no more needles in the future.”

In fact, I had vented enough, and felt that although the emperor was an accomplice, it was almost the same for me to be revenged by myself these days.

He is still a ninth-five-year-old, so I can't be too much, after all, I have to rely on his power to avenge my whole family.

His little thought was arranged by Yun Mumu, and Duan Yihuang is not unable to see through.

It's just that the whole family died in vain, so what if I let others vent?

"Little Heizi, are you satisfied?" Duan Yihuang said coolly to Zhou Cheng who was packing the medicine box over there.

Zhou Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Your Majesty, my current name is Zhou Cheng, and I am an imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital. Even if you don't call Weichen Zhou Imperial Physician, you can always call him by his name?"

Being such a little Heizi, Xiao Heizi called himself, it made people feel uncomfortable, so he closed his medicine box with a snap, and then prepared to leave with the medicine box on his back.

Yun Mumu was frantically writing something on the side of the imperial case. When she heard this, she put down the Langhao pen in her hand, and looked at Zhou Chengdao: "I think the name Xiao Heizi is quite good, anyway, you also Not Zhou Cheng."