The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 113

Zhe Sang looked at him carefully and said, "Let's call him a beauty."

Gu Heng was displeased, "Just a beauty?"

"Forget it, I'll give you a concubine."

"Don't be too greedy. The position of queen must be mine."

She said arrogantly, with a sense of charity.

Gu Heng looked at her and said nothing.

Zhe Sang felt guilty when he saw it, and stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, "Forget it, I'll let you be the queen too."

"What about the empress?" he asked.

Zhe Sang said half-jokingly, "With a queen like you, I naturally want to be the emperor."

After saying that, she stared at his expression, a little scared.

She does have some thoughts, and the road does not allow it.

Gu Heng seemed to just think it was a joke and thought about it seriously while holding her.

Make a condition with her, "Then you can only copy my brand, and you can only have me in the harem."

"When you handle government affairs, I will be waiting for you."

"So good?"

He put his face in front of hers and looked at her closely.

Zhe Sang's breathing stopped.

"it is good."

He smiled, thought for a while, and said, "Others have three palaces and six courtyards, and you only have one harem, which is a bit aggrieved. However, I will do my best to serve you."

He seemed to be in high spirits.

"I have palace servants to serve me. You just have to take good care of your skin. As the so-called beauty fades and your love fades, if you become ugly due to fatigue, I will destroy you——"

Just as he was speaking, Zhe Sang stiffened up and his voice disappeared.

His eyes were dark.

She pried his hand away, and this time he relaxed.

Zhe Sang slipped off his legs and took several steps back.

Gu Heng looked calm and straightened his robes that were messed up by her sitting down.

"When will the empress return to the palace?"

Zhe Sang poured a cup of cold tea to moisten his dry throat.

"I'll go back later."

"Oh."

He seemed disappointed.

"Didn't you come here with other adults? After being away for so long, they will look for you, right?"

"You chase me away."

Zhe Sang's ears were red. It wasn't that she was in a hurry to chase him away. She also liked staying with him and talking.

But something was wrong with him.

Zhe Sang looked at the cup and said nothing.

Gu Heng looked at the girl who was huddled up carefully, as if she was very afraid of him.

"Do you like me a little?"

he asked suddenly.

"Just tell me and I'll leave when I feel at ease."

He said when she didn't say anything.

It was the first time Zhe Sang was asked this question.

Fortunately, she always had the answer in her mind, so she didn't panic too much.

"Ah."

"Too small, can't hear clearly."

"Ok!"

"Come here and look into my eyes. I'm afraid you'll lie to me."

It doesn't move.

He laughed at himself, "I knew you were just perfunctory with me."

Zhe Sang only felt a headache. He was more difficult to deal with than all the women in the harem put together.

She knew clearly that he was seducing her on purpose, but Zhe Sang couldn't bear to hear him laugh at himself. Every time he used this tone, she felt like a heartless man who deceived the feelings of a pure girl.

Zhe Sang walked up to him, a few steps away.

"like!"

Her voice was not loud, but Gu Heng's heart trembled when she heard it.

"Are you relieved? Can you leave? I, I'm going back to the palace."

Zhe Sang was startled by his gaze, and her voice gradually weakened.

She was familiar with that look, which could burn someone even in the dark.

Not to mention daytime?

He was sitting with his legs slightly spread apart. Except for his chest, which was a little messy due to the tossing just now, everything else was neat.

It looks very serious.If she hadn't met him just now...she would have been deceived by him.

A gentleman never builds a dangerous wall, so she decisively turned around and ran away.

The further the prey runs away, the harder it will be attacked.

How could Gu Heng let her run away?

Zhe Sang was hugged from behind by him, and the hand on her waist seemed to be trembling with excitement.

He held her ear in his mouth and said pitifully, "I look pretty good now, won't you please return to the palace once again?"

A steady stream of heat came from behind.

Zhe Sang's legs were made weak by him. She wanted to scold him, but she opened her mouth, but he blocked her.

He said he was pitiful, but he showed no mercy at all.

Zhe Sang wanted to say it to him, but he was blocked and the others were dizzy.

He was holding back his words and said, "Your Majesty, by not saying anything, she agreed."

Zhe Sang gasped and said intermittently, "The window..."

The window was still open a crack, and the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier.

Gu Heng didn't let go, and took her a few steps toward the window, slamming it shut tightly.

Zhe Sang had long been unable to do anything about him, and he was concerned about his superiors and not his inferiors.

Everything was stripped.

Even though there was charcoal burning in the room, the skin still shrank when it met the air.

She frowned as her right shoulder stung slightly, grabbing his arm across her body.

Gu Heng seemed to be in a good mood and touched the red mole with his hand again.

He praised in a hoarse voice, "It's so beautiful."

Zhe Sang leaned forward to avoid her. He smiled and let her, with both sides in his hands.

Zhe Sang was carried by him and sat on his lap again.

This time, the embroidered shoes could no longer touch the ground. Only half of the sleeves were pitifully touching the ground. There was no wind, but they were swaying.

"The compartment...has a couch..."

"Ah."

He responded, but made no move to get up.

As soon as Zhe Sang lowered his eyes, he could see the white stockings piled on the uppers of the shoes, and the smooth and slender calves resting on the vermilion official robes, which were very cool and rubbed against the pattern of blue clouds and waves embroidered with gold thread, making them tingling.

In the clear sky and white sun, everything is clearly visible.

She tried not to move her calves, but to no avail. She could only close her eyes in embarrassment, keeping her eyes out of sight.

The breath behind them was getting hotter and hotter. It was snowing outside, but their temples were soaked with sweat.

"Gu Heng..."

She couldn't hold it in and spoke out again.

After hearing her voice, Gu Heng's blood boiled even more happily.

"Ok?"

He turned the man around.

The thin eyebrows were pinched tighter, her eyes were closed, and they were all crimson.

"Go...inside...ok?"

Gu Heng pulled out her hairpin and watched as her bun gradually came loose with the bumps, and the beads hooked on the hair, trembling.

"Well - isn't it nice here?"

The jade-like fingers slowly appeared between the green hair, as if to soothe her pain.

"……not good."

She almost cried.

Gu Heng's breathing became even more chaotic and he asked her patiently.

"Why not?"

She was speechless and was about to cry as soon as she spoke.

"Ok?"

"cold."

She was crying, and she didn't know how charming she was.

Gu Heng's hands gradually closed.

It seemed to be really windy, and she felt a little cold on her exposed calves.

The shirts piled around his waist were pulled up by him, and he patiently took her hand to help him put them on.

But she groaned again and refused. Her arms seemed to have no bones and were slipping softly.

After several twists and turns, Gu Heng lost his patience.

One hand grasped her slim waist, the other held her shoulders, and her middle finger pressed firmly on the red mole.

Zhe Sang had no strength to struggle. He felt like he was drowning. The wind and waves hit him, ups and downs.

She stiffened her neck like a swan.

Gu Heng endured it and leaned over to nibble it carefully.

　Don't block me, don't block me, please.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)