Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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The solemn solemnity of the palace of Jin Luan was a place where the courtiers did not dare to leave.

His series of loud farts came out, his voice was loud and loud, and the echo was long.

The courtiers couldn't hold back the joy in their hearts.

In particular, some ministers who were usually very concerned about Chu Shaoyang's heart, and saw that Shaoyang Chu was ugly in public, they were very happy.

But in front of the emperor, they had to hold back, and no one dared to make a noise, so they had to bear it, one by one, with a red neck and thick neck, all pumping straight.

Even the always stern, unsmiling emperor's mouth twitched with consolation.

At that moment, Chu Shaoyang could not wait to find a pillar and hit him dead.

He used to think that the scene in Xitang was the most humiliating moment in his life, but compared with the current situation, it was a little wimp.

If the floor tiles on the Golden Temple cracked a crack, he would definitely go in without hesitation.

Fortunately, the uncle's emperor gave his nephew a step, and said lightly: "Dingyuan King is not well, don't need to go to the palace early, go back to the house and rest."

He was as amnestic as possible, and he stunnedly withdrew from the hall.

On the way back to his house, he also popped one or two farts from time to time.

The anger in Chu Shaoyang's chest would burn him, but he couldn't find a place to get angry.

He could guess from the back of his head that today he farted in public in the court hall, and it will soon spread through the streets and alleys of Kyoto. By then he would become a complete laughing stock, and he would not be able to lift his head wherever he went.

Damn it! Really **** it!

He gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, and when he returned to the house, he punched the wooden stake that tied the horse, and the bad breath in his chest still did not vent.

After thinking about it, he felt that the chief culprit was the breakfast meal that Shen Biyun had carefully prepared, so he rushed angrily to Zuihuage Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Shen Biyun also had a tummy in the morning. Chu Shaoyang had just left the door with her front foot, and she began to fart on the back foot.

And one after another, one after another, the gorgeous and exquisite room soon became smelly.

She was almost fainted by her ass, but she dared not get out of the room.

Because there are many people in the royal palace, how can she let others know that such a shameful thing, if it reaches the ear of the prince, her beautiful image in the prince's heart will be ruined.

Lan Xiang, her close lady, grabbed several spices into the incense burner, and opened all the windows in the room, but the odor still persisted.

Shen Biyun couldn't help but secretly focus, if the prince came back to visit her and smelled this unpleasant smell, I was afraid it would be greatly unhappy.

"Side concubine, prince he ... he's back home."

I was really afraid of what came. When I heard Lan Xiang's report, Shen Biyun had the heart to die.

She was too late to hide now, and Chu Shaoyang's boot sound had arrived at the door of the room.

Shen Biyun greeted him daringly and bowed to salute.

"Master, you are back, concubine ..."

Before I finished speaking, I only heard the sound of "poo", and the two stayed at the same time, thinking that this fart was put by myself.

Look at me, I look at you, Chu Shaoyang and Shen Biyun are embarrassed.

"The slaves and slaves are **** damn, the slaves are not intentional. They really couldn't hold back. Please ask the prince and the side concubine to forgive their sins.

Lan Xiang knelt down with a thump and raised her head.

She stole some of the remaining beef soup and chestnut horseshoe cake, and her stomach started to blame. She had endured for a long time, but she didn't expect to hold back at the last minute.