Raiders of His Royal Highness

The two arrived at the main hall and entered the warm room.

Yu Ling closed the door and hugged Qin Zhirong's slender waist wrapped in thick clothes: "If this palace won't coax you, who else can I coax?"

As she spoke, she looked at the cherry lips that made her heartbroken just now and kissed.

As soon as the flexible tongue pried open Qin Zhirong's teeth, Yu Ling held her back against the door.

Thinking that it was winter, Yu Ling was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she resisted the thought of reaching into her clothes.

Her thin lips, which were still cool, were lingering on Qin Zhirong's cherry lips, but now they have become scorching hot.

For a while, she held Qin Zhirong's lower lip, panting slowly.

Seeing Qin Zhirong's blushing face, her foggy eyes gradually opened, as if she had not recovered, and looked at her quietly.

The restlessness that Yu Ling had just endured filled his body again.

"Rong'er, don't look at me like that..." She raised her hand and covered Qin Zhi Rong Can Ruo Xinghe's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice.

If Rong'er looked at her so seductively again, she was afraid that she could not help but want to push her down...

But now is not the time.

However, Qin Zhirong pulled her hand down, looking at her with red ears but smilingly, and said, "What are you afraid of, Your Highness?"

Before Yu Ling could answer, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her warm cherry lips on Yu Ling's neck.

Before Yu Ling could react, she suddenly felt the flexible tongue licking her neck.

In an instant, it was like fallen leaves floating into the pool, causing layers of ripples, and like fireworks exploding in the dark night, shining with a little starlight, deadly and charming.

Yu Ling hugged Qin Zhirong, who was now flirtatious like a rose, picked her up and walked to the bed.

The soft bed sank.

Yu Ling waved his hand, and the curtain slowly fell.

Under Qin Zhirong's surprised and shy eyes, Yu Ling lifted her chin and kissed her heavily.

The candles flickered and the figures swayed.

Noisily at the vigil outside, and in a trance, it seems that some strange sounds are heard.

She lay on the bed and listened quietly for a while, feeling like it was coming from the back room.

The secret and seemingly suppressed voice made Nao Nao blushed. Although she is still young and indifferent. But there was a similar voice in the picture book she quietly read a while ago...

At that time, she didn't know what kind of voice it was, but when she heard it now, she thought it was probably like this.

She covered her hot cheeks and hid under the quilt, thinking that maybe her young lady and His Highness...

After a while, inside the room.

Yu Ling, who was sitting beside the bed, was neatly dressed and only took off the black cloak that was gathered outside.

She turned to look at Qin Zhirong, who was wrapped in the quilt, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Although Ben Gong is poor, it is not suitable for Zhou Gong's courtesy. But Rong'er is so attractive, Ben Gong can also use this method to satisfy Rong'er. now..."

Qin Zhirong hid in the thick cup, revealing only a small round head.

Her cheeks were still crimson with spring love, her eyes seemed to be drenched in mist, and she looked at Yu Ling with water.

Listening to Yu Ling's nasty words, her already blushing cheeks were as red as peony.

"...How can there be a concubine... there is no temptation, Your Highness..."

At this moment, the feeling of the warm fingertips wandering around has not dissipated, Qin Zhirong was so ashamed that he pulled the quilt and covered his head.

Yu Ling smiled, walked outside, and ordered Nao Nao to bring some hot water.

Now that he knew the deep meaning behind the hot water, he blushed, put on his cape and went to the small kitchen.

After a while, Nao Nao sent a large pot of hot water in. Without daring to look at the bed covered by the curtain, she put her head down and went to the outside, and closed the door behind her.

Yu Ling rolled up his cuffs and wringed out the handkerchief in the basin. He walked to the bed and raised the curtain: "But do you want me to clean Rong'er?"

Qin Zhirong, who was hiding under the quilt, heard Yu Ling's voice that seemed to be holding back laughter, and slowly pulled the quilt down from her head, looking at her angrily: "...I'd better come on my own."

Even though His Highness Fang Cai had already touched it, Qin Zhirong was still very ashamed if he wanted to be seen.

Yu Ling also saw Qin Zhirong's shyness, so she had to pass the warm handkerchief to her.

"His Royal Highness...you...you turn around..." Qin Zhirong bit her lower lip and said delicately.

"I closed my eyes, I can't see." Yu Ling smiled and closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Qin Zhirong slowly lifted the quilt, but no matter how warm the room was, she still shivered before she wore an inch of thread.

Before she could react, she was hugged into a warm embrace.

She raised her head in surprise and looked at Yu Ling who had already opened her eyes.

"I'll clean it up for you, soon." Yu Ling picked up the veil that Qin Zhirong was holding in his hand, and went down.

"It's a little cold in the house, I'm afraid you catch a cold." Yu Ling explained, wiping lightly.

After she put the quilt over Qin Zhirong again, she lay on the side of the bed, looked at Qin Zhirong, who was biting her lower lip, and said softly, "Although we didn't officially have the same room today, you were also marked as your own by me. My brand, you can't leave me again in the future."

"If you find out that I have something to hide from you in the future, you can't leave me..."

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