Transmigrate to be Queen

Since she discovered the benefits of double cultivation that day, Zheng Fusheng naturally took Ning Xiaoman to practice every day. Although Ning Xiaoman thought it was too frequent to do those intimate things every day, first, she couldn't refuse Zheng Fusheng's intimacy because she was still on her honeymoon with Zheng Fusheng. Second, this double cultivation skill really has its beauty.

Not only does it not make people tired, but it can make people more energetic in the process of exercising Kung Fu. Moreover, it also has an unknown great advantage. This is Zheng Fusheng's favorite. It can make two people have an extraordinary pleasure when making love, and prolong the time of making love. Especially when they finally succeed, people can fly to heaven.

"Man'er, I told Master Wu about double cultivation today."

The two cats did shameful things when they were in the quilt. Zheng Fusheng said that Ning Xiaoman twisted the man's waist. It's really cheeky.

"I have no cheek. I'm talking about business."

Zheng Fusheng used his power, which made Ning Xiaoman's mind swing. After a long time, Zheng Fusheng was even more energetic.

"I told Master Wu the reason of the matter. Master Wu was stunned. After a long delay, he confirmed with me and asked if it was true. Of course, it was true. I told Master Wu about its benefits and tastes."

Knowing that Zheng Fusheng was teasing himself, Ning Xiaoman couldn't help but lift his legs and kick him. Zheng Fusheng succeeded in his plan. He couldn't help lying on Man'er and laughing. He was afraid that he was tired of compacting Man'er, and his elbows were gently supported on both sides of Man'er's body.

"You don't always have a shape."

He stared at Zheng Fusheng. The woman who was bathed in the spring breeze stared. There was no fierce look. It was really full of amorous feelings.

"Why am I out of shape? What I tell you is serious and what I do is even more serious. Tell me, why am I out of shape?"

This made Ning Xiaoman how to answer. He couldn't help but stare again, which made Zheng Fusheng happier.

"You are so beautiful, little daughter-in-law."

At that glance, no one else would know the taste of each. Zheng Fusheng lowered his head, kissed the two beautiful big eyes, then kissed them down the bridge of his nose and kissed the soft red lips.

Zheng Fusheng naturally kept his good points. After dinner, he was tired of staying in bed with Man'er and called for water for several days. Ning Xiaoman was embarrassed. Fortunately, the envoy of Xinluo is coming.

"Tomorrow, the envoys of Silla will arrive. Let's have an early rest tonight so that we don't have the spirit tomorrow."

Ning Xiaoman is trying to take advantage of this opportunity to let Zheng Fusheng rest for a night. Zheng Fusheng doesn't want to miss any good opportunity to make out with his daughter-in-law.

"Just because the envoy is coming tomorrow, I can't let you go tonight. You know, practicing the skill will make me more energetic, so that I can see the envoy with the best face tomorrow. So, Man'er, let's come."

Now it has become Zheng Fusheng's favorite thing to knock down Man'er every night.

The next morning, Zheng Fusheng was really refreshed. Looking at the energetic Zheng Fusheng, Ning Xiaoman only sighed. They did that now. They really killed two birds with one stone and repaired both inside and outside. They really couldn't find a good reason to refuse, but Zheng Fusheng's reputation was not good with such debauchery.

When the world was in the dynasty, Zheng Fusheng learned from Ning Xiaoman about meeting the envoy in the court,

"I'm probably worried. They didn't make any changes, and they found a translator in advance. The process of answering is also very smooth. Moreover, the tribute offered by Xinluo is sincere, many and good. They are all priceless boutiques."

"Moreover, among these six people, there are the ritual officials who came last time. I can see the envoy of Xinluo again. I really didn't expect that there will be acquaintances. It has been more than two years and nearly three years since the last visit. It seems that it's useful in Xinluo to visit again, otherwise I won't be sent again."

Hearing that Zheng Fusheng said there was nothing unusual, Ning Xiaoman relieved most of his heart, but still told Zheng Fusheng not to be careless. As a result, something happened when he met in court the third day. Ning Xiaoman was keeping a diary in her study. Zheng Fusheng kept all the diaries she had left here.

Ning Xiaoman bound the diaries she wrote in Wu Yu Hou's house into a volume. When she got married, she packed them in a dowry box and brought them out together. So now Ning Xiaoman has saved a thick pile of diaries. Ning Xiaoman wants to take them out and read them many years later. What kind of mood should it be?

"Princess, princess, no, your Highness the third prince is injured."

The waiter who came to report was too flustered. Before the wooden bell went inside, he knelt by the door outside and inside, knocked his head and reported the news in a panic.

Hearing the shrill news of someone coming in from outside, Ning Xiaoman's writing brush fell on the rice paper, bleeding a large ink mark. Then he saw that the ink mark was getting bigger and bigger. Finally, he covered the regular fonts, leaving only a mess of marks.