Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 133 It's My Illusion
She didn't intend to remind her, but she didn't want to tighten the arms of the little eunuch who was hugging her behind her, showing her thin and smooth lines.

Those white and slender hands burst out with black veins due to the force.

There was a messy breathing in my ear.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yuwan felt that the little eunuch who was closely guarding her retreated back, to be precise, her lower body retreated.

Jiang Yuwan should have been happy when the thing that was touching her waist-hip was removed.

but……

There was a puzzled look between her eyebrows.

"Why is there something sticking against me just now? What did you put on your waist?"

At first, when they were close together, it was a soft touch, but the moment Jiang Yuwan reminded Qi Chuan to withdraw, it seemed that there was something hard-solid against her.

It's not like a belt.

Qi Chuan's neck was completely red, embarrassment and embarrassment appeared on his face avoiding Jiang Yuwan, he breathed slowly and heavily, and tried hard to suppress his voice.

However, the voice that was originally disguised as Qingyue's was already somewhat hoarse.

"Your Majesty, the slave didn't put anything away."

The pure and innocent words were uttered from the mouth of the little eunuch, accompanied by clear and hot breath, which was covered up as if nothing had happened.

"Ok?"

Confusion appeared in Jiang Yuwan's peachy eyes, "Is it my illusion?"

The little eunuch behind her who was riding the same horse with her chuckled, looked down at his body, and explained as if suddenly enlightened.

"It's the slave's belt, it's rolled up into a ball, so the empress feels that something hard is pinching you."

"I see."

Jiang Yuwan didn't think about it, "The clothes of this entourage are so troublesome, and the cloth rope used as a belt is too long, change it when you go back, so as not to get in the way."

"Yes, the slave will change the belt when he returns."

The little eunuch's voice somehow seemed to contain a smile that he couldn't help.

It is difficult to maintain a straight posture on the horse. The muscles of the horse below are moving, and it is not stable to sit on it. Jiang Yuwan originally remembered to keep a distance.

But after a while, her waist became sore-soft, and the inner side of her thighs were also painfully worn.

Ashamed to mention the rubbing place, Jiang Yuwan held back and pursed her lips.

But when the two things were added together, she couldn't bear it.

Riding a horse really requires talent and hard work, otherwise a jerky newcomer like her would have difficulty adapting to being led to sit on a horse.

The delicate beauty pursed her lips reservedly, but after repeated bumps, her waist still couldn't help but soften.

Inadvertently approached the hard and broad chest of the little eunuch behind him.

Through the thin spring shirt, she could feel the tough muscles on the little eunuch's body. Although she had never seen it before, she thought there must be no trace of fat.

His back was scorched, and the scorching breath came from his body, as if it wanted to melt Jiang Yuwan.

Jiang Yuwan, who was struggling to straighten her waist, lost her strength. She subconsciously wanted to find something she could use to get away from the hot arms behind her, so as to relieve her inner anxiety.

The tender hand grasped forward.

Grab the reins.

But the reins are only so big, and her delicate jade hands are just attached to the bony hands of the little eunuch.

She let go hastily as if she had been scalded, instinctively shrank back, and fell into the little eunuch's arms again.

The hands holding the rein showed veins of patience, and the little eunuch gave a wry smile.

"Your Majesty, stop torturing the servant."

"..."

"Sorry, I'm not moving anymore, come on."

Embarrassed, Jiang Yuwan leaned stiffly in the little eunuch's arms, watching the horse lose control slightly because of the little eunuch's nervousness, and kicked up its hooves to run.

Clearly aware that her moving around would disturb the little eunuch who was concentrating on riding, so she didn't dare to disturb the little eunuch any more, and could only lean on the little eunuch's arms obediently.

[Please don't seal it, pure horse riding, the humble author TAT who only dares to update secretly at night]

(End of this chapter)