princess please flop

Ziyingluo stayed in the Nanchu Palace for several days. She often went to see Menghan, but he refused because he was dealing with state affairs. She also spied on the prison and darkroom of the palace, but she couldn't find Bailiqing.

This afternoon, when Ting Feng came and said that the emperor invited him over, Zi Yingluo sneered, and was finally willing to see her.

Zi Yingluo looked at the flamboyant "Zhaode Hall" a little puzzled, turned her head and asked Tingfeng, "Why did Meng Han entertain me in his bedroom?" According to etiquette, shouldn't it be a very formal reception, this is... despise her?

"The emperor said that it is more convenient to meet the princess here." Listening to the wind, the corners of his eyes twitched. How did he know that the emperor will meet the eighth princess in the bedroom? Doesn't the emperor care about the eighth princess? What if the eighth princess sees something later? What should I do if I shouldn't see you?

After arriving at the gate of the hall, Tingfeng stopped, and Ziyingluo felt more and more strange, "Aren't you going in?"

Tingfeng smiled, "Just go in, the princess."

The feeling of uneasiness in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.Walking into the room, Zi Yingluo was taken aback. She saw two bodies exercising vigorously on the bed. The two of them were still exercising selflessly as if they didn't know that there was another person in your room.

Zi Yingluo's first reaction was to run away, but as soon as she moved her footsteps, she heard a voice from the bed——

"Come on!"

Hearing the sound, Zi Yingluo stopped naturally, and stood stiffly in place.

"Your Majesty." Ting Feng walked into the room in a hurry, his eyes were obviously surprised, what does the Emperor mean by this?

Meng Han didn't even look at Zi Yingluo, he casually put on an inner garment, kicked the naked woman away on the bed, and said angrily, "Go and call Concubine Rou to me."

Ting Feng was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he hurriedly responded, feeling even more curious, the emperor has never touched concubines in the harem, if he remembers correctly, since he ascended the throne, the emperor has never favored any woman, What's going on today?

Zi Yingluo looked at this scene in surprise, her face returned to her previous indifference, her innocence was only revealed in front of "Brother Yiran".

Meng Han, on the other hand, just glanced at Ziyingluo casually, and said: "Eighth princess, wait a moment, I will talk about something later, I am very busy now." <Picture.

It turns out that the so-called national affairs have been like this for so many days. She heard the rumors about Meng Han when she first entered Ducheng, and it was nothing more than that he was cruel and cruel. The world has already described the image of Meng Han as a tyrant a thorough.

"Your Majesty, let's be busy. Yingluo will go outside and wait first. The Emperor is busy enough to pass me on." The indifferent voice made it impossible to detect any emotion, and she walked out the door after speaking.

A trace of displeasure flashed across Meng Han's eyes. If it was someone else, such as Bai Lixuan or Gong Ziyu, would she still be so indifferent?

"If you don't want to save your War God General, then go."

In a word, Zi Yingluo stopped her pace successfully, and stared at Meng Han with displeasure.

Seeing this, Meng Han turned around, leaving her with an arrogant back, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as long as it can arouse her emotions, he is really afraid of her indifference that doesn't care about anything look.

Not long after, a woman in a thin shirt came into the room enchantingly.

"Your Majesty, your name is Rou'er." After saying that, she leaned over and glanced provocatively at Zi Yingluo who was sitting on the stool from the corner of her eyes.

Meng Han sat on the bed, glanced lazily, and said coldly, "Take off your clothes."

Concubine Rou was frightened by the anger emanating from Meng Han's body, she was so horrified that she didn't even know how to let go of her hands and feet when she heard the cold words, she tremblingly untied her clothes with a cautious expression on her face.

But she didn't want to be like this, and Meng Han felt even more irritable.Meng Han glared at her impatiently, stood up abruptly and tore off her clothes, the bright red bellyband rubbed against her white and tender skin, full of temptation.

Meng Han's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to cover the plump one, and suddenly remembered the soft touch of Ziyingluo at that time in his mind.

"Hmm... Your Majesty..." Concubine Rou pressed against his chest softly, softly moaning from her throat from time to time to match the opponent's movements.

Zi Yingluo lowered her head, her eyebrows jumped several times.

Meng Han came back to his senses and glanced at the woman in his arms lightly, only felt that her emotional face was very contrived, not at all as good as that man.

Involuntarily pushing Concubine Rou in her arms, Concubine Rou lay down on the table next to her, Meng Han opened her clothes and pushed forward without any foreplay.

"Ah... it hurts..." Concubine Rou couldn't help exhaling, the dry and astringent corridors seemed to be split open.

Hearing Concubine Rou's sharp exclamation, Zi Yingluo's indifferent face showed a faint tendency of sweat, and she really sat on pins and needles.

Meng Leng glanced at it indifferently: "Shut up for me.".

Concubine Rou had tears in her eyes, even though she knew that the emperor was moody, she still endured the violent impact, and she was secretly proud that she was the first woman the emperor touched since he ascended the throne.

Meng Han closed his eyes, thinking about the little things in the princess mansion. At that time, her delicate and slender hands held her tightly, even if she was in a coma, she couldn't get rid of her, but now, she couldn't look at her directly, even if He got this supremacy.

Thinking of this, Meng Han moved even faster, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

"Ah... Your Majesty... ah... Rou'er... I can't take it anymore..." This time, Concubine Rou was really not pretending to cry, and her heart was almost broken by the extreme speed vibration.

Meng Han looked at the woman under him in disgust, frowned in disgust, suddenly swung his palm towards her face, pulled out his own heat, and said angrily, "Get lost."

Concubine Rou covered her face in fear, her body was still wet, she didn't understand why she was still galloping one moment and glaring at her the next, but as a concubine she didn't have the right to ask, so she quickly picked up her clothes and went straight to the room trembling Door.

Zi Yingluo's heart is cold, he is not such a person, what has he experienced in the past year after returning to China, to become like this...

She knew that Nan Chu was calm on the surface, but in fact, there were external troubles and internal troubles, and even the entire government and the public were in turmoil. Don't dare to speak when you are angry, Meng Han?What's up with him?

Thinking about it, Zi Yingluo couldn't help asking the doubts in her heart, "You are not like this, this is, why?"

Hearing this, Meng Han's expression became condensed, but he didn't make a sound.

Seeing that Meng Han was silent, Zi Yingluo continued, "The Meng Han I am familiar with is a pure-natured person, definitely not what the folks say."

"Hehe..." Meng Han chuckled, sarcastically, but answered irrelevantly, "I'm not satisfied yet, I wonder if the eighth princess is willing to do it for me?"

"Uh!"

With a muffled groan, Zi Yingluo was caught off guard by Meng Han and fell into the big bed in the inner room. Fortunately, the bed was soft and did not hurt her.