The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 15 015 is in a daze again
"What's wrong..." She couldn't help shaking just now, as if it hurt her.

"It's all right, it's just that this stomach is full of soup and medicine, and there are still three bowls, I'm afraid I can't drink it for a while, the emperor will embarrass my concubine."

She felt that she couldn't stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation any longer, because his methods of flirting with girls were too high, and it was always impossible to guard against him.

And she didn't want to make those harem women think about it because she was healing here, and told her to suffer from the public criticism.

She didn't want to be the object of the emperor's favor, and she didn't want to be a thorn in the eyes of the women in the harem.

Fourth Master glanced at the three bowls of calm medicinal soup on the round table without any rhyme.

"I've been looking forward to your recovery all the time, I'm going to feed you..." He had already broken through his limit, and he didn't touch the woman around him for two days in a row.

"The concubine can drink by herself." She understood, but dared not admit it.

"I like obedient women."

His majesty cannot be refuted, the same eyes give completely different feelings, he will always be the king, even so, what does it have to do with me.

In the past, if she said no, Jiacheng would never embarrass herself.

But in this palace of the Qing Dynasty, she is not qualified to say no, because he is the supreme ninety-five supreme being, and the only thing she wants to have to do with her is that his majesty cannot be desecrated by anyone.

"Um……"

Fourth Master once again hugged her willow waist domineeringly and authoritarianly, feeding her with great enjoyment.

After feeding and tasting the medicine in mouthfuls, Yijin's palms gradually overflowed with moisture.

Clenched fists, beautiful kissing skills, and a frisky deer.

suddenly.

Yi Jin pushed Si Ye away, and the medicine sprayed out from his mouth, because it was so fierce that Si Ye was sprayed a lot.She didn't care about Fourth Master's expression at this time, she just felt that his wristband was too tight, and the place where he was hit by him hurt so badly, she endured it and finally couldn't bear it: "It hurts..."

It's okay if you don't touch it, but once you touch it, it's the kind of madness that hurts your heart.

"I'm holding you too tight."

"Yes……"

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In the warm-colored Hall of Mental Cultivation, Zhen Yijin stared in a daze at the hollowed-out golden smoked ball hanging in mid-air on the roof, and she began to be dazed again, so dazed that she didn't expect it, she was actually dazed for the emperor whom she thought had nothing to do with her.

I will be sad and jealous, I will feed you.

His head is full of handsome and extraordinary face with both majesty and pampering.

He is the emperor, he is the emperor.

The sudden favor may have been on a whim. He thought he had never seen such a poor woman in the harem in his life, so he felt sorry for himself and favored him.

A slight sense of loss reminded myself that I thought about something I shouldn't think about.

Greedy.

"My lord, it's getting late at night, so I have to sleep on the bed." Yuzhu reminded.

"Okay, let's have a good rest." The emperor was invited by the Concubine Nian of Yihua Palace tonight, so that's good, so there is no need to worry.

She didn't know that she had become contradictory, and the icing on the cake was nothing more than a smile, which was enough to give her a helping hand.

And he favored her just when she was most empty and helpless on the verge of death.

Even iron and stone can be drawn softly around the fingers.

And all of this, she dared not admit it.

Contradictory.

She gently pressed her waist that was hit, but she didn't expect Fucha's strength to be so strong.Wu Qing was a little shocking.

"Yuzhu, go get Xu Musk and Old Ginger." She wanted to use Old Ginger and Musk to disperse the clotted blood, otherwise she might leave the root of the disease in the future.

"Yes……"

Yuzhu helped her up to the collapse, and waited for her to lie down safely. The young master was weak, but he was bullied by the nobles of Fucha. Why was his young master always so pitiful? Even when he was with the emperor, he would still be bullied by others.

Fearing that the little master would leave some root cause of illness, he hurried to the small kitchen.

(End of this chapter)