Fantasy: My Concubine Asked Me To Marry The Empress

Dust Palace, the garden behind the Palace Master Pavilion.

"It's a special pleasure to enjoy the scenery and communicate while enjoying the scenery in this pleasant courtyard."

After finishing, Mu Chen said comfortably, while Liu Rou in front of him had eyes like silk, her pink cheeks were flushed, and her delicate and charming lips were slightly undulating.

A pair of captivating bright eyes looked at Mu Chen affectionately. Under the snow-white neck, the neckline was cut very low, and the black lace of the obscene dress was clearly visible.

"It's getting late, Your Highness, it's time to go back to Prince Mu's Mansion."

Liu Rou looked at Mu Chen gently, her eyes full of doting, this infatuation coupled with her mature intelligence made Mu Chen twitch again.

"Let's go back and sing and dance!"

Mu Chen activated the token, and left Wanyan Realm with the ashamed Liu Rou.

After returning to Mu Wang Mansion, Mu Chen saw an unexpectedly plump woman, wearing a gorgeous phoenix-patterned palace dress, with three thousand black silk pulled up high by a golden step, showing her grace and luxury.

The fake concubine Yu Qianchan had obviously been waiting for a long time, and when she saw Mu Chen appearing in the teleportation formation, she hurried up to meet them.

"Liu Rou, you go back first, Chen'er and I have something to talk about."

Yu Qianchan said lightly.

When Liu Rou passed by, she wrinkled her nose slightly and smelled a strange smell.

Yu Qianchan, who noticed that Liu Rou was stealing, couldn't help but snorted coldly, but when she looked up at Mu Chen, she smiled slightly.

"Chen'er, accompany my mother for a walk."

So, the two of them walked by the misty lake one after the other.

The breeze came slowly, blowing Yu Qianchan's hair on the sideburns, and also lifted her skirt. The clothes clinged to the icy skin, perfectly displaying her graceful curves.

Mu Chen smelled the faint fragrance of orchids coming towards him, and looked at Yu Qianchan's round jade legs as she strode gracefully, feeling pleasing to the eye and contented.

"Chen'er, come here, mother has something to tell you."

Yu Qianchan stopped in the Linshui Tower, and then took Mu Chen's hands.

"From today onwards, Liu Rou is odd and Yu Qianchan is even, do you understand?"

"What's the meaning?"

Mu Chen was a little confused.

Yu Qianchan pondered slightly, then her red lips lifted slightly.

"Of course it's about practicing at night."

Mu Chen was taken aback immediately, thinking that the concubine mother seems to be very fond of the empress recently.

"okay, I get it."

Hearing this, Yu Qianchan's eyes sparkled with a smile, she leaned close to Mu Chen's ear, and said dotingly: "Don't look at the contemptuous look of the Empress, maybe she is secretly happy in her heart."

"After all, my family Chen'er has the strongest Human Cauldron in her body, and her methods are endless, and there are no repeats."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Mu Chen's eyes narrowed.

Yu Qianchan also knew that she had slipped the tongue, and she blushed immediately, and said with some embarrassment: "Well, Chen'er, mother just glanced at Divine Sense."

How can you know at a glance that he is full of tricks?

Mu Chen definitely wouldn't believe this.

Looking at the flustered false princess in front of her, who looked dodgy, Mu Chen sighed slightly.

"Oh, Chen'er, don't be so stingy."

Yu Qianchan's snow-white jade arms hooked Mu Chen's neck, and her voice was full of mature tenderness, soft and glutinous, with a hint of coquettishness.

At this moment, the fake princess changed her usual behavior, her pretty face was full of flattery, and her pair of watery autumn pupils were also captivating, just like a coquettish mature woman.

Mu Chen's breathing was slightly short, and his eyes became blurred. He took Yu Qianchan into his arms and felt it hard.

Yu Qianchan, who felt that she was too coquettish and lost her manners, was startled, and suddenly became worried.

But fortunately, Mu Chen released her after a while and did not go any further.

"It's getting late, I'm going to find the empress first."

Mu Chen suppressed his thoughts, and after bidding farewell to the fake princess, he walked towards the Demon Tower of Sixiang Town.

In his mind, there was always a graceful figure entrenched, constantly stirring up his emotions.

When Mu Chen disappeared from Own's field of vision, Yu Qianchenchan returned to her original appearance, and then disappeared.

When she reappeared, she was already on the third floor of the Sixiang Town Demon Tower.

Dressed in a semi-transparent gauze, she was lying on her side on a soft couch, with a hint of chill on her icy and noble pretty face.

She is dressed in black hair, like a banished fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. She is obviously noble and holy, but she exudes a coquettish attitude in her bones. The strong contrast does not violate any harmony, but is extremely attractive.

Mu Chen had already come in front of the empress, looking at her plump and jade-like body, he had other thoughts in his mind.

...

In the early morning of the next day, when dawn came, the incense sandalwood in the furnace had just burned out.

"By the way, are your injuries still not healed?"

Mu Chen hugged the boneless willow waist and asked curiously.

"It's been a long time ago, and because of you, my Cultivation Base has improved."

Yu Qianchan huddled in Mu Chen's arms like mud, she really wanted to fall asleep in the warm arms.

"So, you have to thank me."

"Oh! In my eyes, you are just a tool! Have you ever seen someone thank you with a tool?"

Yu Qianchan pretended to be disdainful.

"It's true that I haven't seen it, but I have seen people begging for mercy on tools."

Mu Chen lifted the corner of his mouth, and mocked in the ear of the beauty in his arms: "And still kneeling and begging for mercy."

"you!"

Yu Qianchan bit her lip, and finally turned her head angrily.

Mu Chen smelled the fragrance of her hair, and began to help her straighten her messy hair with his hands.

His movements are very gentle, as if combing a delicate work of art.

"Chen'er... so gentle..."

Yu Qianchan muttered something in her heart, and then fell asleep.