Charming Dragon Emperor: Abandoned concubine, please respect yourself!

Chapter 1 I heard that you admire me?

To the east of Yuncheng, the most luxurious inn has a large open-air bath with a length and width of three feet. White mist rises from the bath. The man leans against the wall of the pool with his back facing the door, his back looming.

Qin Luoyan gently raised the hem of her skirt, squatted down slowly behind him, and softly caressed his back with a pair of jade hands.

Before he could see the person in front of him clearly, he heard a soft "stab" from his shoulder, and a powerful big hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the bathtub.

"My lord, you are really in a hurry." She said it calmly, without the slightest hint of anger, as if she was plainly stating a fact that had nothing to do with her.

"The guard said, do you admire me?" Fu Zimo held Qin Luoyan's round shoulders with one hand, and raised her chin with the other.

Qin Luoyan followed the strength of his fingers and raised his head, smiling lightly.

"No, to be precise, I want to sleep with you."

For Qin Luoyan, there is still a big difference between liking and sleeping.

However, contrary to her expectations, this Xuanwu King Fu Zimo actually gave birth to a good skin as rumored.

Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, there is a pair of eyes so mysterious that people can't help but want to take a peek. The lips are also just right, too thick to be unreal, and too thin to be firm.

"Slept with me? This is really a new way of saying." There was no joy or anger in the magnetic voice.

"There are still a lot of new things. Don't worry, my lord. I will...do it slowly and show you."

Qin Luoyan was still smiling, and his smile was a little more charming than before. He recalled in his mind the movements and expressions of those female pig feet in the island country.

He took the initiative to move his cheek to his palm, rubbed his smooth skin against his rough hand, and then took his fingers into his mouth along the edge of the palm...

The soft tip of his tongue wrapped around his hot fingers, the man's eyes sank, and the gloom at the bottom of his eyes deepened a bit.

The mist filled the air, and the two people, who were drenched all over their bodies, ignited the spark of desire the moment their skin touched and rubbed.

Everything happened so naturally.

When the pain of tearing came from his body, Qin Luoyan could only shout from the bottom of his heart: "What the hell, the cabbage is so good!"

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At midnight, after a gust of cold wind, the lanterns on the wooden stairs were blown out.

A guard took a flint and set up a stool to relight the lantern. There was a soft "squeak" on the second floor, the door was opened, and a beautiful woman came out of the room.

I saw that the woman was wearing a man's loose robe, and a fur cape was wrapped around the robe. The guard in the cape seemed familiar, and when he looked carefully, the flint in his hand fell to the ground in fright.

That fur cloak is his prince's favorite!
It is said that once a servant girl dropped a little water stain on the cloak, and her legs were broken. There are even rumors that the prince's cloak is not allowed to be touched by anyone except him!

Now, the cloak is worn on this woman.

Qin Luoyan closed the door gently with his backhand, and then calmly walked down the steps under the surprised eyes of the guards.

She yawned, and when she went down the stairs, her footsteps were a little sluggish, and the picture of going from the bath to the bed just now flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help blushing again.

After several entanglements, even her bones were almost falling apart, and finally she was able to get up and leave with her tired body supported when the man finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

The servant girl, Wu Tong, was waiting in the corner of the yard. When she saw her coming out, she immediately went up to meet her. Looking at the man's clothes on her body, her nose was sore, and only a choked sob remained.

"I didn't cry, why are you crying? Go, I'm tired, go home and take a shower."

Qin Luoyan shook his head, took Wutong's hand and walked out of the yard.

Wutong, the maid who was following Qin Luoyan, couldn't bear the gazes of those guards Chi Guoguo, sobbed and said: "Miss, after tonight, your life will be really ruined, I know you must be very sad ..."

"Sad! What are you sad about?" Qin Luoyan snorted coldly, "Even if I don't go, won't my life be ruined?"

"Miss..." Indus kept choking.

"Okay, these are not important anymore. The important thing is whether the news you inquired is reliable?"

Qin Luoyan turned her head, and her eyes fell on the window on the second floor in the distance. The window was not closed, and there were faint yellow candlelight from the two lanterns outside the window.

Wutong nodded and said: "Don't worry, everyone knows that King Xuanwu is very romantic and never refuses women. I heard that there are eight hundred women who have had sex with him, and he has always turned his face and refused to recognize anyone afterwards. So far, no woman has been able to live in Xuanwu Palace."

"That's good." Qin Luoyan's hand gradually clenched into a fist, "I'm also afraid of trouble, and it would be best if we can break up after the incident and have nothing to do with it from now on."

Wutong didn't speak, she couldn't understand what her young lady thought.

In fact, if there were other options, Qin Luoyan would not choose to solve the problem in this way.

No one would know how shocked she was when she traveled to this strange era!
She was originally an expert in weapon manufacturing. She has won numerous awards in various international weapon design competitions. Who knew that she would blow herself up to pieces during an experiment, and when she woke up, she would transmigrate into the body of this ancient lady with the same name and surname.

It's a pity that in this patriarchal society, women from innocent families are tools for men to pass on their families, while women from poor families can only be reduced to playthings in the hands of men.

Seeing that in three days, she was going to marry that old man who had never been masked, Qin Luoyan could only think of this desperate way to break those people's thoughts.

A woman with a dirty body will no longer be tolerated in the General's Mansion.

This is exactly what she wants!

It's just a layer of film, in exchange for a lifetime of freedom.

Qin Luoyan thought it was worth it.

She stood in the snow with her back straight, and her silk clothes cast a bright red streak on the snow, but she only stared coldly at the jumping bonfire.

Under everyone's probing or contemptuous gazes, Qin Luoyan stepped forward firmly and resolutely.

"Wait." As soon as the two of them reached the gate of the courtyard, Commander Jin Mu, who was in charge of guarding, raised his hand to block their way.

He also saw the clothes she was wearing, and the horror in his eyes was hidden behind the paralyzed expression, "The clothes you wear belong to my prince."

When Qin Luoyan heard this, he smiled, raised his small face, and said provocatively: "So what? Your prince tore all my clothes, and it's only natural to accompany me in clothes! If you don't believe me, go in and have a look. "

torn...

It was the first time for Jin Mu to hear a woman bring that kind of thing to the public, his face flushed, and he was speechless for a moment.

How dare he go in and see?Even if he was killed, he would not dare to step into the "battlefield".

Qin Luoyan pushed away his blocking hand, and walked out majestically with Wutong. The cloak she wore was a bit longer, leaving faint traces on the snow as she walked.

(End of this chapter)