Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

After Zhongliye left the Golden Palace, he hurriedly walked towards Longyang Palace. Even if not, there were so many foxes entering the palace, and he had seen her who had found countless foxes on the streets of Chicheng.

In any case, Zhongli Ye was really curious about Bei Muqing, and by the way, his uneasiness grew a little.

He can protect her in front of anyone, and can stand up to the public. The position of the queen must be her. However, his eyes and heart are full of her, and he also hopes to get all her confession.

Even if he knew some things, they were different than what she told him in person; if he didn't know some things at all, he hoped that she could trust him.

After hearing the father-in-law's shouting outside, the fox spirit turned around and returned to his original position to lie on the soft couch. His body passed by, his clothes still slipped down, revealing a large snow-white chest.

Bei Muqing stood up and took two steps toward the door.

When Zhongli Ye returned to Longyang Palace, it was empty and quiet outside. All the palace people were guarding outside and walked in alone.

As soon as I entered, the first thing I saw was the man lying on the soft couch with his chest half exposed. His thick eyebrows instantly frowned.

Bei Muqing didn't let him go at all.

Seeing his queen alone in the room with a man, and the man was still in half-exposed clothes. Not to mention that he was a lofty man, no matter who he was, he would feel deeply betrayed at this time.

What's more, his queen had made three rules with him, and he would not touch her without her consent.

The vixen is intentional.

Bei Muqing naturally knew. And when Zhongli Ye's thoughts were furrowed, she felt it.

He immediately reached out and grabbed his arm: "Ye, I have something to tell you."

Zhongli Ye, who was almost tortured by his excessive thoughts, heard Bei Muqing's words and immediately gathered his mind, came back to his senses, and looked down at her.

Bei Muqing looked back at the vixen, with no big expression on his face: "I think you don't need this farewell banquet. You can go wherever you come from." After she said that, she pulled Zhongli Ye.

Her arm walked out of Longyang Palace. Although the vixen knew all these things, she just didn't plan to go too much in front of him.

"Xiao Qing'er, you really don't plan to leave with me? Although this palace is gorgeous, it is just a gorgeous cage and is not suitable for you." The vixen's voice came lazily, but his eyes opened, looking at the one.

A man with both backs.

"Qing'er is my queen, how can you let me speak sweet words here?" Before Bei Muqing could speak, Zhongli Ye surrounded her waist and turned to look at the fox spirit.

"It's just a name but a truth."

The vixen's words were choked and silent.

Bei Muqing glanced at the vixen: "What? Do you want to do it here for you to see?"

The vixen's body tilted and almost fell down.

Zhongli Ye's mouth twitched.

"Forget it, I think I can't avoid it. I want to tell you how much it is related to this person. Why don't you just say it here." The slender finger pointed at the vixen, and Bei Muqing returned to his seat again.

OK, I don't plan to leave anymore.

Zhongli Ye naturally followed him back and waited quietly for Bei Muqing to speak. It is undeniable that he was indeed interested in whether it was the disheveled man in front of him or the others, or the group of foxes who had appeared twice.