Queen's Purpose

Chapter 827 "I can slow down..." He stared at her for a moment, "Say, who am I?"

Quan Qing's nine eyes darkened heavily, and the slight pleasing feeling towards Su Qiancheng just now disappeared immediately.

"Xia Fanyin."

His Adam's apple rolled again, and he stared at her with dark eyes, "Are you like a man when you're drunk?"

The carriage suddenly shook violently, she trembled violently in her arms, her voice was crying, "Don't touch me..."

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

He looked down at her hands on his waist at the moment, and kept rubbing her head against his chest, "Xia Xiaoqi, who is touching whom now?" He pulled his thin lips upwards, With a hoarse and bewitching voice, he said, "You can see clearly, huh?"

"You, it's you!" She shouted coquettishly.

"........."

He gave a low laugh, "Okay, then I'm going to touch you."

After a pause, "You asked for this, if you think about it tomorrow - you have to remember well that the wine was given to you by Su Qiancheng, and the person was brought into my arms by you... You can't shirk your responsibility , you can’t blame me for forcing you, huh?”

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The journey back to the palace seemed particularly embarrassing. It was not long enough and there was not enough time to do something, but it was short and not short. It was impossible to return to the palace in an instant, so when the carriage finally stopped, The guards almost watched the emperor, who was supposed to be handicapped, get out of the car with the empress in his arms - that speed was simply faster than normal people.

In Fengyang Palace, the whole night was full of upside-down phoenixes, zithers and harpsichords.

"You...don't bite me!"

"Who is biting whom?" The man's voice was hoarse, sexy and seductive, and he watched every inch of her face with dark eyes, "Xiao Qi, do you like it very much? Tell me, huh?"

"No no... ah!"

She screamed suddenly, her body, which had not been touched for a long time, seemed to have returned to before liberation, and was sensitive as if for the first time.

Quan Qingjiu laughed softly, "I don't like it, why are you screaming so loudly?"

Xia Fanyin sobbed and shook her head violently, hot tears slipped out of the corners of her eyes unconsciously, "Don't..." She clenched her hand into a fist and beat him on the back, struggling helplessly. Staring at her, "Say, who am I?"

"..."

who is it?

Quan Qingjiu - it's him.

Only he can be so vile, wicked and asshole, only he has such a familiar smell, only he...

But her mouth seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't open it no matter what.

Thus ushered in a new round of men's attacks, each time more powerful, her whole body seemed to die, unable to bear such indulgence.

In the second half of the night, she simply passed out.

Quan Qingjiu hugged her delicate and thin body, feeling a long-lost feeling of finding it again.

Obviously this word should not appear on him.

He is the past self, but not the past self—sometimes he is even jealous of his former self, and has seen her most innocent appearance.

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noon the next day.

The moment Xia Fanyin opened her eyes, glaring light came in from the window, causing her to open and close them again, and her body moved instinctively.

At the same time, severe soreness hit her from all limbs, as if her body had been run over...

(End of this chapter)