I Really Like That Guy!

Recently, everyone inside and outside the Imperial Palace of Yan Kingdom knew that Concubine Yi was going to soar into the sky!

No, it should be said Concubine Wing.

The day after being favored by the monarch, the old monarch was delighted with the heart of the dragon and promoted her as a concubine again.

There was no queen in the harem of the Yan Kingdom. There was originally one, but unfortunately he died early because of his poor health. After that, the monarch never sealed the queen.

That is to say, as soon as that Princess Yiguo came, she immediately became the head of the harem.

However, even though she was awarded the title of Concubine, Concubine Yi was not arrogant. In the eyes of everyone, she was really a fairy-like figure. She wore a white dress every day. , and never beat or scold at will.

Most importantly, she seems to have a deep respect for the monarch and is particularly loyal to the monarch.

Even if the monarch was a sixty-year-old man and she was only seventeen, she didn't care about the old age of the monarch. Every time she saw the monarch, her eyes were full of attachment.

This is different from other concubines in the harem. The concubines in the harem are very afraid of the monarch, which is almost an open secret.

No one would take the initiative to show their affection to the monarch. Everyone wished that the monarch would never see them. If the monarch was a handsome young man, some people might adore him, but now he is an old man with half his feet in the coffin. People, what's the use of being pampered?

So it's better to do one more thing and one less thing, just live your life peacefully.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the monarch is more and more favored by her, and calls for luck every night.

On this day, the monarch flipped over the sign of Concubine Yi Gui again, and the palace servant was not surprised and called someone down to report.

In the Luanfeng Palace, the girl in the white dress heard that the monarch called her to serve in the bed, a cheerful smile appeared on her snow-white face, she thanked the palace attendant who reported it softly, and gave a purse with silver coins.

After the people left, Caiqin, a maid who was waiting for her to wash up, said: "Niangniang, don't blame the slaves for being talkative. Your Majesty is not a good person. If you continue like this, you will die."

Every day when the imperial concubine was sent back, her face was always pale and weak, and at first glance, she was treated badly.

As a palace servant serving the concubines in the palace, Caiqin has long heard of His Majesty's unspeakable hobbies, and generally she doesn't care about it. The other concubines in the palace know how to protect themselves.

Since being sent to this Luanfeng Palace, Caiqin has seen such a pure and beautiful girl being tortured every day, and she is also infatuated with the monarch.

The imperial concubine was assassinated by thieves on the way to the Yan Kingdom before. She could have escaped this marriage, but she came all the way alone. From this, you can see how pure and flawless this girl is. Later, seeing that the girl fell in love with the monarch, everyone didn't have much surprise in their hearts.

Such a person falls into the hands of the old monarch, like a pure white flower that has been crushed by life and become dirty and dilapidated.

It's a sad feeling to see beauty destroyed with your own eyes.

Listening to Caiqin's words, the delicate and beautiful girl smiled and said, "Your Majesty will treat me well. I believe that as long as I love His Majesty, His Majesty will also love me."

Caiqin sighed helplessly. She wanted to say that there is never a reward in the world for what you give. If that were the case, there would not be so many injustices.

Sending the girl out again, this time, the corner of the girl's raised mouth never fell.

It's still the same bedroom, the same Aluo, but this time the old monarch is no longer the same old monarch.

In front of Arlo were two old monarchs, one lay on the ground and did not know about personnel, and the other stood in front of her for her to look at.

"Say a couple of words and listen."

Eleven-card "Old King" said, "As ordered, princess." Even the voice he spoke was the vicissitudes and thickness of old age, with a hint of the gentleness of an old man.

There is no difference with the old king.

A Luo listened but shook his head and denied: "No, you are the monarch of the Yan Kingdom now, think about it, how should you speak when you face me?"

Eleven was silent for a moment. Now his face is exactly the same as that of the old monarch. The wrinkles on it, the direction of his muscles, and the spots and lines on his skin are all the same. Even his icy black eyes are like the old monarch. The same eyelids are slightly drooping, and the eyes are a little blurry.

No matter who is here, there will be no doubt about his identity.

He hesitated to speak, his old voice was still slightly hoarse, and he said slowly: "...Aifei?"

The corner of A Luo's eyes turned down, and he nodded vigorously: "That's it, very good! From today, you must treat yourself as the monarch. No matter who you are in front of, even if it is me, you must be the monarch."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched his face lightly. The skin on his face was still warm, not as **** as she thought.

"How did you do this, how could it be so similar?"

Eleven said with the face of "Old Monarch": "It was a special drug."

A Luo nodded absently, looking at his gray hair and loose-skinned hands. In short, Eleven was disguised all over his body. Even if she got so close to check, she couldn't see any difference.

She had read his plot in the book before. There was a plot where the heroine asked Eleven to assassinate a general of the **** of war. Eleven pretended to be the military advisor beside the general, and successfully solved the general. In that battle, they ended up without a fight win.

So long before the kiss, she had thought about this plan.

"Call me again," she said.

This time, Eleven called out more smoothly, and the tone also changed, with a bit of mocking gentleness, as if an old man called his favorite junior: "Aifei."

A Luo: "No, it's like a grandfather calling his granddaughter. Think about it, I'm your woman."

Eleven closed his eyes and opened his mouth again, just like the old monarch: "Love Concubine..." The tone of voice was doting, with a hint of lightness between men and women.

Only then did A Luo nod his head in satisfaction, his eyebrows curved and said: "The same face, the same words, why are you so pleasing to the eye?"

Eleven pursed his lips again, this time without the mask, even if he still couldn't see his true face, Arlo could still tell his expression immediately.

She didn't break it, and said, "Okay, let's deal with him next." She raised her finger to the old man lying on the ground.

Eleven also followed to look at the old king, obviously at the moment he was still wearing the old face that looked gentle and kind, but he couldn't hide the murderous aura in his eyes.

"Want to kill?"

In the face of such a blatant murder, A Luo said without changing his face and heart: "It's not the time yet, there is a dark room in the basement of this bedroom, we will lock him in."

Arlo walked to a bogu shelf and moved a vase on the shelf. The black stone floor suddenly sank, opening a square entrance.

This is an underground secret room built by the old monarch. It hides some of his treasures. It is written in the book that the heroine later occupied Chiyan City and came to the palace to find treasures. There are many treasures in this secret room, which makes the heroine very big. Made a fortune.

Eleven dragged the old king into the secret room, but A Luo did not follow, but waited above.

According to Arlo's instructions, Eleven tied the old monarch in the secret room to ensure that he could not escape before returning again.

"Everything should be all right, right?"

A Luo checked around to make sure everything was safe, then went back to the bed and waved at Eleven: "Next, it's our next step."

Eleven obediently walked over: "What else is there to tell the princess?"

A Luo patted the bed next to him: "You go to sleep." After a while, he said, "You called the wrong one, and you will call the wrong one next time. Don't blame me for punishing you."

"Prince... Aifei, this is inappropriate." Looking at the beautiful girl in obscenity on the bed and her inviting gesture, Eleven was stunned before opening her mouth.

A Luo frowned, "I'm the princess, don't you listen to my orders now?"

Hearing this, Eleven didn't say any more, and simply went to bed.

He lay upright on the outside of the bed. The dragon bed was huge, so long as you were careful, you wouldn't touch it.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, a petite body suddenly snuggled up. The girl's body was soft and warm, and through the thin fabric, he could clearly perceive her existence.

Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, her small face pressed against his chest, and she called to him softly, "Your Majesty."

Eleven's body was stiff, and she was almost knocked out by a conditioned reflex.

"Concubine Ai, what are you doing?" He asked her in a low voice, but he didn't dare to look down.

The girl's delicate voice was close to his ear, and the warm and humid air when he exhaled rushed to his ear, and his heart seemed to be numb: "You must be familiar with getting along with me, treat yourself as a monarch, and forget about me. Identity, forget that I am a princess, and from tonight, treat me as your woman, your beloved concubine."

In the end, her voice was barely audible, almost like a lover's murmur.

There was only that sentence left in Eleven's mind, and it kept looping around.

Treat me as your woman, your concubine.

The man's face is old, but his body is hard and hot like a young man.

Arlo chuckled in his ear with satisfaction, then opened his lips, and groaned as he had done in the previous nights.

The delicate girl's moaning sounded in her ears, like the singing of a siren. Eleven closed his eyes tightly, pursed his lips, and a vague look of patience appeared between his brows.

A soft female voice sounded: "Your Majesty, open your eyes and look at me."

Eleven opened her eyes subconsciously, and saw the girl smiling in front of him. She gently pulled down her shoulders, revealing her snow-white skin, and said softly, "Leave a trace on me."

Staring at the fragrant snow-like clean, crescent moon-like whiteness, Eleven was silent for a long time, and then it was difficult to look away, and said hoarsely: "Princess..."

A Luo raised his eyebrows lightly: "Did I say that if you call it wrong again, I will punish you?"