"Tonight, stay in the palace."

When it was over, Milo had no strength at all.

While doing this, Lancelot also said what his reaction was last time and how it was different from this time.

He listened, red faced and eager to find a hole to bury himself.

His voice was deep and hoarse, with dark desire, which was particularly provocative.

"I see..."

Now even if he wants to leave, he has no strength.

"Milo, you're worried about me, aren't you?"

Otherwise, he would not give his body.

"Ask me when you know?"

"You like me, too."

“……”

He was silent, which he never admitted.

Lancelot didn't wait for the answer he wanted and didn't care.

People are all their own. What do you care about formalism?

"Do you want to know my answer?"

"Although your body has clearly told me the answer, I still hope to admit our feelings from your mouth."

"Well, promise me not to die, and I'll give you the answer you want."

Lancelot was silent.

"What? No guarantee? "

Milo was instantly nervous.

"Well, I promise you, I will live well and live to see you."

Milo heard this, has been suspended in the throat of the heart also instantly returned to the stomach.

He is willing to believe it.

Just then, the princess knocked on the door, he said: "you have a good rest, I'll have a look."

As soon as he took a long step, he was dressed neatly. In a moment, he became cold from his lustful appearance.

It's a sharp contrast.

The princess stood at the door, with the maid carrying tea and snacks behind her.

"I think Milo's been here for a long time. Don't you order anything to eat?"

"No, we're not hungry. It's rare to see each other and have a heart to heart talk."

"I'll go in and put it down. What if I want to eat?"

The princess directly pushed the door in, regardless of Lancelot's stop.

He also caught off guard, did not expect the princess should have such action.

As soon as the door opened a small gap, he quickly took it with him.

The rest didn't even see what was inside.

But the princess could see clearly

She saw on the sofa, some panic, looking for clothes to cover the body of Milo.

For a brief moment, they seemed to look at each other.

Why isn't he dressed?

Do the two brothers need to take off their clothes?

"Empress..."

Lancelot's heart hung in a flash.

"You all step back, you, come to my room."

The princess glared at Lancelot, showed her majesty, and sent her servants.

Lancelot understood. He couldn't hide.

He followed the princess to the room and she snapped, "get down on your knees."

Lancelot went down on one knee without hesitation.

"You or I?"

"My son is guilty."

"What crime?"

"I He will inherit the throne without children. "

"Why?"

"Because I fell in love with a man."

"Who is that man? Say

"Milo."

Lancelot is landing.

After hearing the bad news, the princess didn't stand on her legs. She fell down on the bed, pale and lost.

She already had the answer in her heart, but she still didn't dare to face it. She just had a son. How could she like a man?

It's a bad relationship. Her father's pursuit of Jane was fruitless, but she thought it was over.

But don't want to, evil fate in this generation.

Jane owes Harley, and Milo makes it up.

"What, when did it start..."

"Mother, don't ask any more."

Lancelot couldn't bear it. She continued to suffer.

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