the emperor is my uncle

Chapter No.17 I hope there will be no flowers and no wine to hoe the fields 119 This quest is so ferocious that my mind is blank, and the little sparks between my chests ignite decisively and spontaneously, and follow the trend to start a prairie fire.

Fu Donglou continued to stick to my ear with a dark face, and said, "You dare to have a baby with someone else after I retire! Do you really think I'm dead, huh? Answer me, Xin'er!"

I haven't heard that name for a long time, how long it was, I almost forgot, so when I heard it again, I could only freeze all over, as if I had been cursed, unable to move or think.

"Why don't you talk? Could it be that you have forgotten my appearance?" Fu Donglou raised his upper body and stared at me, "I'll ask you one last time, who is he?"

What a shock, he actually cheated to die...

My emotions were completely broken, and it seemed that I was tired of even explaining, "Who is he and what is he doing to you? You liar!!"

Lied to me so many tears, cheated me almost to death, it turns out the truth is just a trick to escape, how can I cough up blood every day!How can there be any death!How could there be any tears shed on the imperial mausoleum!

This level of acting and strategy, I really want to bow to him three times!

Fu Donglou exuded a majesty that made no one dare to do anything wrong. He pinched my face with his tiger's jaw, and said in pain, "Then you are the biggest liar. You said you would wait for me for the rest of your life but broke your promise. How can you pay back?"

I started shaking my head and struggling, maybe this action annoyed him even more, he lowered his head and began to bite me, my cheek, my chin, really biting, the teeth were full of unwilling hatred.

It seemed that a thousand-story building had been carefully built, but it collapsed overnight, so he was particularly unwilling, and kept screaming silently why time did not reward him.

I stretched out my hand to reject Fu Donglou's continuation, but he took advantage of the situation and grabbed my hands and pressed them on the top of his head. His angry panting came down hot, and he deliberately avoided my lips. Going down, it stopped on my chest through the clothes, "I was hurt here for someone else, how did you explain it to him?!"

The scar on my chest was left because I saved Fu Donglou. He thought it was a mark of my love for him. How can I love others with such a mark?His eyes were full of unwillingness and bewilderment.

I looked at him fixedly, with love and resentment intertwined in my eyes: another man?How can there be any other man!It's all about him, my heart is all about him from beginning to end, but he said...

I was so choked up that I couldn't speak, but it seemed to irritate him even more.

Almost violently, Fu Donglou tore off my clothes one by one, and when the cold air touched my skin, his tall body immediately covered me.

There was no prelude, no tenderness, he supported his furious high-spirited hair, pointed at me without any mercy and stabbed to the end, and said fiercely to me: "Say, who is he?"

He obviously asked something, but he didn't seem to want to hear my answer at all. I just let out a cry of pain, and his lips and tongue have already invaded forcefully. There is no teasing or teasing, only domineering sucking and plundering...

This request was ferocious and excessive, like a lion that has been hungry for a long time and finally sees flesh and blood. I still wanted to speak and cry first, but then I was tortured by the lion until I wanted to cry without tears, and my heart was broken.

The two bodies are more familiar than our minds and minds. They were treated harshly at first, but after a long time, they became lingering. That kind of lingering, contrary to the original intention, was so sweet that it almost became honey.

Perhaps he also found that he was not persistent enough, so he simply tolerated me at the moment of climbing to the top: "Forget it, no matter who he is, your fate will end immediately, and you must repay me for the rest of your life."

Although his face has been imprinted with time, it must be admitted that it is still really good-looking. I finally moaned softly and told him the truth, "You, it's you! Your child... bastard!"

Fu Donglou's body, which was about to withdraw, was startled suddenly, and those two gazes seemed to burn me to ashes, extremely hot, "What did you say? Say it again! Mine?"

I answered without asking: "Is it fun to fake death?"

He completely understood the cause and effect, suppressed his excitement, and shook his head seriously, "It's boring, the fake death medicine is really bad, and it's very cold inside the imperial tomb."

He was extremely embarrassed when cleaning up each other, probably because he is known for his rationality, but he couldn't even see through such a simple appearance, and he was so "immoral" out of control, so he kept turning his face away, not daring to look at me.

I finally couldn't stand the tiredness, and slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Feeling his stamp on my forehead, I murmured: "For the life you like, I have worked so hard for so long, and I can finally come."

Yes, trying to let Chongzhong be able to provoke the leader, clear up the threat of the situation for him, cultivate loyal ministers and ministers for him, and pave the way for him to govern the country, seven years is actually far from enough, but it is Fu Donglou's limit .

The next country is yours, Chongzhong.

It is estimated that no one in future generations would have expected that the person they look up to "has a self-contained anti-spoofing system, who can't believe what anyone says, can turn eighteen turns in his brain, and make corrupt officials rack their brains and turn around in a hurry" Emperor Fu Chongzhong, what has he experienced...