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Chapter 2150 Che song: Why can she enter

Yingying's celestial eyes gleamed like broken gems.

Ruoge's silky fingertips circled his Adam's apple, lightly tapped, and slowly moved down, caressing every inch of his muscle texture.

"The fairy has turned into a goblin, I like it." With a low murmur, Murong Che dealt with her on the spot, smashing her soul into pieces.

This night, they were extraordinarily enthusiastic and extraordinarily hard, as if they wanted to tear apart each other's souls and accommodate them into each other's bodies.

The next day.

Ruoge, who had been tossed all night, limply lay on the pillow, grasping Murong Che's long finger relyingly: "Your Majesty, don't forget to eat breakfast."

"Well, you too, sleep a little longer, it's nothing to worry about anyway." Murong Che put on his dragon robe and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

The scent of the two overlapped magic flowers faded away, Ruoge slowly opened her eyes, her fairy eyes were clear, she got up and dressed herself, cleaned up Murong Che's bedroom, and went to the imperial dining room to give Murong Che the magic flower The petals made some pastries.

When she returned to Qianqing Palace with the cakes in her hands, Concubine Man was arguing with a small palace servant at the door.

A flower umbrella was placed on Concubine Man's head, her haughty eyes almost grew on the top of her head, she stroked her belly: "Scrap, do you know who you are talking to! Concubine, besides, you still have the emperor's dragon species in your belly, how dare you stop me and not let me in."

The slave knelt down and said: "Concubine Man Gui, I dare not, but the emperor ordered that no one should be allowed in."

"I can't do it either? I see that you look so stupid, you must have forgotten what the emperor said." Concubine Man Gui kicked the little palace man: "I'm in a good mood, so I won't talk about you. You just need to let me talk about you." Go in, and I will spare your life, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Ruoge said coldly when he saw this scene.

Seeing Ruoge, the little palace man breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that among the young masters in the harem, the imperial concubine was the most reasonable.

Seeing the fairy-like Ruoge feeling uncomfortable all over, Concubine Man blurted out: "Isn't this my sister? Why is my sister here? Doesn't my sister know that the emperor doesn't allow anyone to come in? It's a waste of time to come here."

There was a sarcasm in her tone.

Ruoge's innocent eyes swept across her lower abdomen, feeling a little uncomfortable. She thought of her own child, the child that Murong Che accidentally dropped: "I made some cakes for the emperor, and I'm going in after talking." .”

Concubine Man frowned, and stopped in front of her: "Sister, don't you understand? The emperor has ordered you not to let me in!"

Ruoge took a step back, moved a little further away from her, and said, "The emperor doesn't let you in, not my palace."

She pushed open the door, and there was no palace guard to stop her. Concubine Man's flames rushed up, and the feeling of losing face made her very angry: "What do you mean! Why can you enter, but this palace can't?" Come on, I still have a dragon seed in my womb!"

Ruoge smiled lightly, but compared to her anger, she was very indifferent: "I don't know, maybe the emperor is sympathetic to my sister's pregnancy and doesn't want to make her suffer."

"Bengong is pregnant, but it's cheaper for you, isn't it!" Concubine Man stepped forward to reason with her.

Ruoge took another step back, her fairy eyes turned, and said: "Concubine Mangui's words are wrong. The emperor and this palace are deeply in love with each other. Besides, this palace advises my sister not to get angry, so as not to hurt the dragon species. Isn't it right? It’s not worth the candle.”

(End of this chapter)