Old King Rong frowned, with a stubborn look on his face: "If you don't try, how will you know?"
"But this time you try, you will—" Old Princess Rong wanted to persuade her again, but she was coldly interrupted by Old Prince Rong: "One general's success can lead to thousands of bones being withered. In this world, that emperor didn't climb the mountain on a sea of blood and corpses. What about the throne? Others can do it, and so can I. What does this small sacrifice count?"
Princess Rong was desperate and threw herself on the bed, covering her face and crying bitterly.
Old King Rong felt bored, so he slammed the door and left. He chose Lily House, which he often visited, among the long series of small courtyards. His favorite girl, Sayuri, lived in it.
Sayuri is only twenty years old, with white skin, good looks, and a top-notch figure, especially her voice, which is as soft as an oriole. As long as he hears Sayuri's voice, he seems to be able to put aside all his worries for the time being.
Of course, these are not the things that attract him most about Sayuri. What he likes most is Sayuri's kung fu and her kung fu in bed.
"My lord, why are you here now? Aren't you going to stay in the princess's courtyard today?" Sayuri quickly greeted her, and with her delicate hands, she quickly took off the outer blouse of the old Prince Rong.
This is Luobei. Although it is summer, it is still as cool as water at night, but Sayuri is still wearing only tulle, "What? Don't you want me to come to your courtyard?"
Sayuri was in pain, but she pretended to be enjoying it, her eyebrows were full of charm: "Your Majesty, the slave family can't wait for your Majesty to come here every day!"
The old King Rong's hand around her waist quickly moved down, grabbing her plump buttocks and leaning against his crotch, and said with an evil smile: "Do you want me to come every day, or do you want me to come every night?"
Xiao Baihe looked very shy, stretched out her hand and beat Old Prince Rong on the chest, and said coquettishly: "My lord, you are so bad!!"
Old King Rong laughed, quickly picked her up, and walked towards the warm bed step by step: "There are worse things, I guarantee that you will not be able to live or die!"
After all, Old King Rong was getting old. He surrendered before even one-third of the three hundred rounds he had agreed upon.
When the old King Rong turned over and lay down, Sayuri's body felt empty. He was happy enough, but she was still far from it. She had to show a very satisfied expression in front of him, saying, "Your Majesty is great." . .
"My lord, is there anything that's bothering you?" Sayuri took out a wet cloth and gently wiped the old Prince Rong's body. Seeing his frown, she asked at the right moment.
Old King Rong sighed: "What do you women know? Even if you tell me, you don't understand."
Sayuri smiled and said: "My lord, although I don't understand, my lord, it's uncomfortable for you to hold it in your heart. It's better to speak out and ask for relief."
The old King Rong was indeed panicking and wanted to talk to the princess, but the princess looked like she was blindly feeling sorry for her son and granddaughter and cried endlessly.
The old Rong Dynasty Sayuri said: "This is a secret. I told you, you must keep this secret for me, otherwise -"