Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"I see you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."

"Who asked you to dress like this?" Xiao Jingchen looked ugly and called all the servants around him to stand down. He couldn't keep his eyes open after looking at things he shouldn't have seen. "How unbecoming you are!"

"Your Majesty." Concubine Zhao pouted her red mouth, came over aggrievedly, sat directly on his lap, reached out to pull the collar of his golden dragon robe, which symbolized the highest status, and smelled the unique ambergris on his body.

"I miss you so much that my heart aches. Doesn't the emperor miss me? In order to see the emperor, I have been dressing up for a long time. It's good that the emperor scolded me as soon as he opened his mouth."

Concubine Zhao turned her head away unhappily. The hairpin on her head fell down due to her movement, and her satin-like hair poured down. Most of her face was blocked. Paired with the silk translucent dance skirt, she looked mysterious and alluring.

The emperor's eyes widened as he looked at her, his eyes turning crazily red, "How could I not miss you? My whole body hurts when I think about you." It seemed that he couldn't get enough from her, so he took her to the Hall of Cultivation of Hearts at noon. There was a violent storm on the bed, but it didn't seem to quench his thirst at all.

At this point, how could he be willing to criticize her harshly?

The emperor is in his prime, and it is inevitable that he will be unable to contain himself when he rises. He couldn't forget how shocked and excited he was when he first discovered that she was a woman. Although the means and process of getting her were despicable, it didn't matter, as long as she belonged to him. It doesn't matter what happened in the past, as long as from this moment on, everything from body to heart belongs to me completely.

As long as it's her, it doesn't matter what she becomes. It's her. It's her.

Thinking of this, the emperor became excited again.

But the man who was locked up in the cold palace

Xiao Jingchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The substitute was a substitute after all, and could never be compared with her. The most important thing was that he actually tried to attack her, and he was absolutely not allowed to forgive. If her current identity hadn't still had some effect, he would have strangled her to death that day.

But now, she has fully accepted her identity as "Concubine Zhao", which also means that that woman is no longer useful. It's time to get rid of it.

The person he loves most most is her.

Xiao Jingchen's eyes were full of affection, and he pulled up the delicate girl under him with distress.

His hand touched her abdomen, his eyes became a little warm, and there was also a hint of madness that he couldn't wait for her to get pregnant immediately and have his own child: "The noble concubine may already have my child in her belly right now. Let's give birth to one." The prince, in the future, will inherit my rule, give birth to a princess, be completely obedient to her, and give her whatever life she wants." She must be carefree and live a very free life, just like you.

"They say if you make a wish to get pregnant now, it is likely to come true. My beloved, please make a wish with me and give me a big fat boy."

The emperor tightened her hand and held it between his own.

"Concubine Zhao" curled her lips and took the picture unhappily: "That is the emperor's wish. Why do you force me to make a wish with you?"