Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Bei Muqing seemed to want to miss one thing, that is, about the bedroom.

It was already night before she returned to the palace from the Temple of Heaven. She was arranged to the emperor's bedroom. This was not the first time she stepped into his bedroom, but it was the first time in this way.

This is a wedding night for the two of them? For some reason, Bei Muqing always feels a little chilled.

"Xiao Qing'er." The vixen, who has become quieter recently, spoke in a faint voice.

Bei Muqing lowered her eyebrows: "Anthracene."

"This is not your bedroom, isn't this?"

"Didn't you hear it all?" His hearing is so good, it's impossible for him not to hear what the palace maid said to him, right? She was too lazy to repeat it again.

"I heard it, and I'm afraid I'll hear it wrong, so of course I have to confirm it first."

"An, now I tell you, it's Your Majesty's bedroom, what? What do you want to say?" Even if the vixen didn't say anything, she knew what he meant. After all, wasn't it just that she couldn't have a bridal chamber? But, she was the first time

I really missed this matter. I never thought that after becoming his queen and being his favorite, this sex joy is also due to it.

"You mustn't have forgotten what you promised me?" The vixen's voice was no longer as casual as before, but this sentence brought tension, which would affect his cultivation.

There seems to be a more important aspect.

The vixen reminded that Bei Muqing was silent.

"Xiao Qing'er." She didn't remain silent for a long time, but even if she had just paused for a few seconds, he should be anxious.

Bei Muqing spoke with a sigh, "Vox spirit, you should know what happened today, right?"

The fox spirit was silent for a moment: "Are you blocked?"

He saw it, but she nodded: "Don't you think it's okay to serve the emperor with such an identity now, even if I give birth to a little prince for the emperor?" His words were as calm as if I had such experience before

Or it is like being said that it is something that someone is being said.

"Are you serious?" The vixen wanted to go out of his body immediately, but he had the will but lacked strength.

"An." Bei Muqing nodded. This sentence was really like this. She thought it was right what she said, but it did not mean it was necessary.

The vixen wanted to say something, but the sound of footsteps came in from outside: "Your emperor is in."

Bei Muqing looked up and looked at her. After a while, Zhongli Ye's figure appeared in front of her.

He walked over and held two wine glasses in his hand: "My wife, have this glass with my husband!"

Bei Muqing raised his eyebrows, surprised by his name. However, even so, he reached out to grab the wine glass in his hand.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and indeed drank the wine in their hands by celebrating each other.

He took the wine glass, walked over to her side, and took the phoenix crown in her hand: "How is it? Is it heavy?"

"Heavy!" After Feng Guan took it down, her head became much lighter. She stretched out her hand and smoothed her hair: "That's why I feel so strongly at ease!"

Any good words from her seemed to him as sweet words, even sweeter than the various greasy things that others said.

"Thank you for your hard work today," he looked at her and his eyes lingered.

"Why is Your Majesty..." Bei Muqing looked at him and was still curious about the title he called him. However, before he finished speaking, his lips were pressed by warm fingers.