When is the thanks, so many sermons!

The Yuan girl who was made in the dark, her chest rose and fell.

If it weren't for the great undulating arc, Xie Ci would really think that his own lady would have lost her breath because of her own intemperance.

"Is the lady tired?"

"What do you say?" Yuan Changhuan waited for the thanks, gritted his teeth and said, this man is becoming more and more unrestrained.

Recalling those three days and three nights, thank you for reminiscing.

The moist corners of his lips sobbed, and he licked his lower lip quite wantonly, laughing evilly, "I almost forgot, the lady can accompany her husband for three days and three nights, it's only the middle of the night, and the lady is definitely not tired." ”

As soon as I heard the words of thanks.

Yuan Changhuan immediately thought of those three days and three nights, and there was no daylight.

When I think about it, my scalp is numb and shivering.

"You beast, your face is completely gone!"

"It's good to have a lady, what kind of face do you want." The thanks, to put it mildly, replied.

was so angry that Yuan Changhuan's chest rose and fell even more.

grabbed the undulating softness, and smiled with thanks, "Lady, this is a temptation to rub for your husband?" ”

"I almost forgot, I haven't had a massage today, come, help you for my husband."

"Don't!"

Yuan Changhuan's coquettish exclamation passed through the curtain, through the beaded curtain, through the door, and reached the ears of the night watchman outside.

The maids are all red-faced and red-eared.

The prince and the princess have been a little frequent recently.

However, in this case, the little master should come out soon!

Before Yuan Changhuan went to bed, he was still thinking about Lu Fuliu's fate.

However, Xie Ci was immersed in beauty and had no time to tell her.

The east is white, and the morning mist is filled.

A pair of white and delicate lotus arms stretched out from the smoky silk satin brocade quilt, and let out a low moan.

Qingwan, who was waiting behind the screen, immediately walked in and opened the bed tent, "Princess Shizi, you are awake." ”

The voice was low and soft, for fear of disturbing the princess.

Yuan Changhuan slowly opened his eyes.

Still a little sleepy, he subconsciously looked at his side, "Where is the son?" ”

Hearing that the princess asked the princess as soon as she opened her eyes, Qingwan couldn't help but snicker at the corner of her lips, "The princess has gone to court." ”

While helping Yuan Changhuan to get up, he continued, "The prince knows that the princess will definitely ask, and he specially instructed the slave and maid not to disturb you and let you sleep more." ”

Yuan Changhuan's eyes became clearer and clearer, he took the warm handkerchief casually, wiped his cheeks, and sat lazily in front of the bronze mirror, "What else did the prince say?" ”

"Nothing."

Qingwan shook her head.

The red lips pursed slightly, Yuan Changhuan looked at the stunning demon beauty in the bronze mirror, didn't he say that he would know the news of Lu Fuliu today.

Do you have to wait for him to come back?

While thinking about it, the respectful voice of the night kite came from outside.

"The princess, the slave and maid have something to report."

"Come in."

did not shy away from Qingwan, Yuan Changhuan's voice was loose and leisurely, "Is there news?" ”

"Yes." Night Kite's face was heavy, "Princess, Lu Fuliu committed suicide in prison last night!" ”

Yuan Changhuan put his finger in front of the mirror and paused.

Curled up slightly, but his voice was calm and composed, "Dead? “

"Dead."

Night Kite continued, "But the slave still found ......."

Speaking of this, the night kite glanced at Qingwan next to her, and Qingwan bowed with great eyesight, "The slave and maid bring the breakfast." ”

"Hmm."

Yuan Changhuan waved his hand gently.

After only Yuan Changhuan and Night Kite were left in the inner room, Night Kite spoke in a low voice, "The slave maid found out that Lu Fuliu's brother had a relationship with the Seventh Prince, and often met to drink. ”