Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Chen Mo laughed a little, not easy to answer, thought for a while, and said, "I don't miss you?"

Ye Wanqiu has a good temper, as gentle as the spring water in March, and with her weak temper, she is even a little submissive.

The appearance just now was really frightening. At this moment, when I heard Chen Mo's tender words, I gradually forgot what happened just now. There was still a little blush on the snowy white skin, and he murmured, "Are you outside the palace? what happened?"

"What can happen to me..." Chen Mo waved his hand behind him, the candle lighted, Chen Mo took out the rouge from his arms and gave it to Ye Wanqiu: "Late autumn, this is a gift I specially chose for you, Do you like it?"

Chen Mo chuckled lightly and sat down beside the bed.

Ye Wanqiu glanced at it a few times. It was the color she liked. In fact, she didn't care too much about rouge. What she wanted was peace of mind.

She snuggled into Chen Mo's arms, put her jade hand on Chen Mo's chest, and looked up at him: "As long as you're okay, it's the best gift for me."

Chen Mo came to Jingru Palace so late, and he wanted to kiss Fangze. Hearing her words, how could he bear it? He gently pushed her shoulder, and immediately pressed it on her body, from the neck...

Ye Wanqiu resisted a few times symbolically, but seeing that she couldn't escape, she cooperated honestly, with spring water in her eyes, and instead took the initiative to wrap around Chen Mo's neck.

Soon.

The curtain was put down.

"Late autumn, where are the stockings I gave you before?"

"It's in the closet."

"Put it on." Chen Mo got out of bed and brought it over, letting Ye Wanqiu put it on.

But after she put it on.

rip...

Ye Wanqiu: "..."

Isn't this practice?

He rustled, and then he peeled off the eggshell all over his body.

...

In the servant's room as quiet as the palace.

As Concubine Jing's personal maid, Qingshuang originally wanted to be with another maid, no matter day or night, they were waiting in Concubine Jing's bedroom, waiting for the master to call at any time.

But Niangniang has a good heart, and every time night falls, she sends them to rest and does not let them wait in front of her.

Qingshuang was woken up by the previous thunderstorm.

Then suddenly she heard a scream, making her sleepless at all.

Because this voice was made by the empress.

But because it was raining heavily, Qingshuang thought that Niangniang was frightened by the thunder, so she ignored it.

But she tossed and turned again and couldn't fall asleep. If Niangniang was not frightened by the thunder, but for other reasons, it would be bad.

After all, the palace is not very peaceful now.

Qingshuang quickly got up and dressed, and walked towards Concubine Jing's bedroom with an umbrella.

When I came to the outside of the palace, I saw that the lights were on, but no one could be seen.

"Miss?"

Qingshuang didn't go in immediately, but raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The rain cracked on the eaves and the umbrella supported by Qingshuang. The rain was too heavy, and there was a strong wind. She only stood outside the hall for a while, and her skirt was wet by the rain.

Seeing that there was no response inside, Qingshuang guessed that Concubine Jing didn't hear it, so she pushed the door and walked into the hall.

When she came to the outer hall, it was suddenly much quieter. As soon as Qingshuang put down her umbrella, she heard a series of strange sounds coming from the inner hall. It seemed that she was enjoying herself in pain.

This made Qingshuang's face look puzzled, and said, "Niangniang, are you alright?"

As he spoke, he moved closer.

At this moment, the voice inside suddenly stopped strangely, and after a while, a slightly hoarse voice came out, with a hint of panic in his tone:

"Qing... Qingshuang, why are you here? Don't come in, I... I'm going to sleep."

Qingshuang's body paused behind the bead curtain, and then said: "Just now, the servant heard the voice of the goddess and thought something happened, so I came over to see? Goddess, what's wrong with your voice? Are you sick? This servant is here. Go to the imperial doctor..."

"No need." Ye Wanqiu answered quickly, with such a hasty tone, and then said, "No...it's fine, no need to pass on the imperial doctor..."

"Niangniang, are you really okay?" Qingshuang asked again.

"No, Qingshuang... go and rest."

"promise."

Qingshuang slowly put down the bead curtain in her hand without making a sound, and then backed out.

Hearing that there was no sound outside, Ye Wanqiu patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and told him to put his **** down.

But the other party not only did not have it, but pressed him again.

"You... woo woo..."

The sound was muffled by the pouring rain outside.

the other side.

Qingshuang, who returned to the slave room, seemed to have used up all her strength, collapsed and slumped on the ground, her heart beating faster, as if it was about to pop out of her chest.

Oh my God!

Qingshuang couldn't believe her eyes. The moment she opened the bead curtain, she clearly saw some clothes spilled on the ground, one of which was obviously a man's...

Combined with the sound she heard when she entered the hall, even if she had never eaten pork, she could guess something.

The lady is actually...

Qingshuang felt very uneasy in her heart, her face turned from white to red, more and more red, and she was even a little confused.

There is no other man in the palace except Your Majesty.

That man can only be a eunuch...

Empress actually and the eunuch...

What makes Qingshuang a little puzzled is how ~www.readwn.com~ the **** wears that kind of robe?

"Shuang'er, what's the matter?" The maid who lived in the same slave room as Qingshuang looked surprised when she saw Qingshuang slumped on the ground.

"No... It's all right. I went to see Niangniang just now. When I came back, I was frightened by the thunder."

Qingshuang took a deep breath and decided to swallow what she saw just now, without saying anything.

As Ye Wanqiu's personal maid, between her and her, it can be regarded as both prosperity and loss.

Moreover, Ye Wanqiu was very kind to her, and Qingshuang would never betray her.

Lying on the bed, she was thinking, who is that man who has the courage to give His Majesty...

...

Fengyang Pavilion.

After Zhao Fujin took a bath, in fact, she didn't take a long bath, but it was windy and rainy outside, and taking a bath was something to enjoy, so she stayed a little longer until the water was almost cold before changing clothes. .

Then she remembered something, and couldn't wait to find the kit Chen Mo gave her.

Open it and take out the contents.

Zhao Fujin was a little confused: "Luo socks?"

But the socks are too long, aren't they?

Zhao Fujin sat on the bed, gropingly put the socks she thought on his feet, and then stood up.

"Could it be that I was wearing it wrong?" Zhao Fujin always felt that something was wrong, how could there be such long socks?

But when she looked down, she seemed to find something.

She felt that her legs were inexplicably long.

Not only that, the suppleness and smoothness of the "Luo socks" also added to the beauty of her legs.

Thinking of the expression on Chen Mo's face when she asked her to go back and look at it again, Zhao Fujin immediately blushed and said angrily, "Big bad guy..."

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