Married You On Condition

"Lady, are we really going in?" Xiaolian Xiaohe looked at the closed door and was afraid.

Although the master is under one person, the one inside is the one.

"Of course, why are you afraid?" The queen looked at Xiaolian and Xiaohe's dodging eyes. She was annoyed in her heart. It seemed that no one could rely on her in this palace.

With a calm face, the queen gently opened the door of Qianyuan hall.

Xiaohe and Xiaolian see that the master has gone in, and then stand outside. The master's face can't pass. They just walk into Qianyuan hall.

Seeing that there was no one in the outer hall, the Queen's heart sank and moved her lotus steps slowly to the inner hall.

"Well Ah... "

"Ah..."

The groan was like a sharp blade into the Queen's heart. She looked at the open inner door with a white face. Since the day she entered the palace, she knew that her husband was not going to be her alone. She also knew that many concubines in the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards were normal. She told herself that she could not be jealous. But now she can't control her anger and jealousy.

The empress froze in the center of the outer hall, and the palace wife Xiaolian and Xiaohe were stunned for a while. Then their pink faces turned red, and they stood there, and they did not dare to step forward.

The sound of "Er, ah" in the inner hall became more and more loud, and the Queen's face became whiter. She felt the pain and almost fell to the ground.

The queen raised her head and looked into the inner hall. Fragments of her clothes intruded into her eyes, and her figure trembled again. She knew that at this time she should not go in, or even exit as soon as possible and close the door, but she could not control her feet.

Xiaolian and Xiaohe look at the master who is walking slowly to the inner hall and want to dissuade him. But the passionate groans in the inner room make them dare to think and move. They just watch their master enter the inner hall nervously.

Just as the queen stepped into the inner hall, after a wild animal like roar, the groan disappeared immediately. What came into her ears again was the breathing after release.

The queen looked down at the pieces of her clothes, but she didn't dare to look up. She bent down to pick up the familiar belt. A drop of tears slipped down and penetrated into the belt, and another drop followed

"Who?" Mo Tinghui, who is still lying on Fei Xiaoyue's body, suddenly hears a low weeping voice and shouts.