The man's handcuffs were very hard, as if he was afraid of losing something. The pillow had a light smile on his shoulder face. The frown was already stretched out. He actually looked a little naive and a little fragile. This is definitely not the emperor you once knew!
Monsanto Elm held his breath and carefully looked at the man's handsome face. His gaze continued to flow behind his jaw and his ears, trying to find signs of translucency. Though reason told her that the person was real, she had to question the truth and falsity of the person due to his occasional suction.
She slowly, carefully reached out and stroked on the man's chin. The newly grown scum is a little tentacled, and the delicate palm is itchy and feels very subtle. Without traces of makeup powder, wearing a mask is even less likely to grow a beard. She exhaled and wanted to stop.
Unfortunately, at this time, the man woke up and his dark eyes set their sights on her, and there was no confusion that had just awakened. His alertness was so high that he could wake up easily, yet the mulberry elm was the most special to him, and his body naturally received her close. But his cheeks were constantly searched and he had to wake up again.
“When will you be well when my wounds are unobstructed?” Zhou Wudi muttered as she was in love and pecked on a woman's reddish and seductive lips.
“Dr Du said a few more pills would be fine.” Monsanto Elm ducked and the man's lips fell on her tender white earlobes. The man was very knowledgeable, grinding the ear bead with his teeth gently and softly, and his expression was fascinating.
“How long will it take to take a few more pills?” Grab her jaw and let her face herself, Zhou Wu Di persevered in his questioning.
“About seven or eight days.” Monsanto Elm had to look directly into his eyes and suddenly felt a little shocked at the deep emotions in his eyes.
“Seven or eight days, my shoulder wound should heal, just right.” Zhou Wudi took a deep breath and hugged the charming delicate body in his arms. He let go reluctantly.
“Your Majesty, it's time to get up. The concubine will help you change.” Seeing him finally stopped, Monsanto Elm sighed in a slight invisibility and quickly climbed up from the dragon's couch.
“Mm-hmm.” The man answered low and his voice sounded delightful. Seeing a slight crease on her collar, he voluntarily soothed it, accompanied by a kiss stamped on her cheek. This scene is like a modern couple's model of coexistence, with equality in intimacy, making Monsanto's elm faint for a moment.
At the moment of her fainting, Zhou Wudi had taken her clothes from her and put them on herself, smiling lightly. Monsanto Elm blinked and hurriedly twisted a pad to give him a clean hand.
“Your Majesty, do I have to feed you to the concubine?” Monsanto Elm hesitated to walk to the hot breakfast.
“Sit down and eat with me.” Zhou Wudi smiled and pulled her to sit beside herself. The two people were in a tight position to feel each other's body temperature. It made him feel more happy.
“It's all your favorite. Eat more. You've lost a lot of weight in the last few days.” He gave Mulberry Elm a painful look at her slightly thin cheek.
I haven't seen you in five months. How do you know I've lost weight lately? Sweet words are the talent of scum men! Meng Sangyu's heart was defamatory, but he was ashamed of himself. He thanked the man and concentrated on his meal. After a glance, I realized that everything on the table was her favorite meal of the week.
“Eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold.” Zhou Wudi smiled and gave her another piece of pastry, but she didn't take a few bites herself. A pair of deep eyes could barely be pulled off on the woman. He misses these calm and warm days so much.
Monsanto Elm has found a way to get along with the sucker emperor, which is, 'He let him smoke, the breeze blows the hill, he let him go mad, the moon brightens the river', she just do her own thing, he will return to normal soon.
Indeed, after breakfast, Zhou Wudi began to approve the fold. The man sitting behind the royal table frowned and focused on his expression. He was certainly a diligent and benevolent monarch, and there was no other son before half an hour. On his return, however, several major events had erupted in the Chapel. First, Gansu Governor Xie Zhenghao had been assassinated, and Weekly's army had been swept in to attack the barbarian Imperial Court. Second, the rulers of the Royal Forest Army, the Forbidden Dragon Guard and Governor Nine Gates had been depraved in succession, replacing them with new and untold names. Third, the Chapel was about to form a new gate, named Jinyi Guard, whose authority leaped over six ministries, under the direct command of the Emperor, with a great concentration of royal power. Fourth, the Autumn Guard presided over by Mrs. Shen had broken out a scandal about the leakage, and this fall's achievements were annulled, to be held concurrently with Spring next year.