After everything was over, the sun had already reached midair, and although there was ice water to cool down the summer palace, it was still annoyingly hot. The palace guards who were always outside, ready to ask when to eat, became restless, thinking about when to remind the emperor.
The prime minister didn't escape, and his face was covered with dark white sperm. A little bit dripped from his forehead to his lips, he stuck out his tongue curiously, and licked on the bright red thin lips, the emperor wanted to press him down once, but he heard the prime minister's belly growl.
The emperor brought a washcloth, supported the prime minister's head with one hand, and carefully wiped the semen on his face with the other.
The prime minister seemed to be deliberately tempting the emperor, his voice was full of tenderness, "Can I have a taste next time?"
The emperor continued to wash the white handkerchief and wiped it again, "Ai Qing wants you to taste it now."
The prime minister just shut up.
Let's eat.
The night was darker and the dew was heavier, but the emperor took the prime minister to visit the imperial garden. In ancient times, many emperors met love by chance in the imperial garden at night. Sometimes it is a court lady, and sometimes it is a concubine who has never been lucky.
As said in the scriptures - the emperor suddenly met a figure at night, and seemed to be afraid of bumping himself, and fled to the side. But the emperor yelled, "Stop." The black shadow knelt down, and the emperor walked in, holding a bright lantern to shine on the man's face, with a small head and crescent eyebrows, graceful and graceful, with a simple peach hairpin pinned on his head. Peach blossoms are red. The emperor's heart moved, and then——
When the current emperor visited the imperial garden in the past, there were often black shadows fleeing, but he never said "stop" to start the beginning of the story book.
But after marrying the prime minister, and taking the face of the prime minister, he was actually yearning for him. Although the emperor's love at first sight for the prime minister came from such a serious place as the court, but he also wanted to bring the prime minister to experience the fun in this kind of script.
Before coming here, I had to put a peach hairpin on the prime minister's head.
He thought to himself, it's really very beautiful, and this is incomparable to the woman in the book attached to the storybook.
The emperor didn't inform the palace people, nor let the palace people follow, and went with the prime minister on his own. Anyway, there are usually no people in the Imperial Garden, only a few sweeping maids, maybe they are also lazy.
The prime minister leaned against the emperor with a boneless waist. He was actually very lazy, and the emperor had already seen through it this year.
The prime minister who loves the people like a son, while dealing with state affairs conscientiously, wants to lie on the bed and sleep when he is too lazy, but the dignified prime minister always sleeps badly. After finishing the business, he sits in front of the pear blossom wooden table in the study and takes a nap. Let him move around more Walking around, he rested his forehead and sighed softly.
But in the past year, the emperor dragged the prime minister around, and his health was much better than before. He could hold on to the bed for half a stick of incense longer, and he shouted louder.
The emperor stroked the prime minister's hair, and the prime minister lazily recited, "The immortal caresses my head."
The emperor paused, and tapped the prime minister's head with his hand.
The emperor was very good at lightness kung fu, but he wanted the prime minister to use it to accompany him to enjoy the flowers and the moon. Occasionally, some palace servants would pass by, and the emperor would take the prime minister to hide in the depths of Baihua.
The prime minister wore an insect-repelling sachet, not afraid of being bitten, but he was still unwilling to walk among the trees, afraid of the dark, so he wanted to go out while holding the emperor's arm.
The emperor remained as still as a mountain, and couldn't hide his excitement in his tone, "How does Ai Qing feel about the moonlight tonight?"
The prime minister raised his head, glimpsed the night sky from among the green leaves blown by the breeze, the stars and the moon shining brightly, and replied, "It's beautiful."
The emperor caressed the prime minister's waist and asked, "Since it looks good, it can't be disappointing."
We have been married for a year, so the prime minister naturally understands, and when he thinks about it, his heart is also tainted with desire. But I still have to pretend, so I pretended not to be so happy, and refused in my mouth, "Your Majesty, this is a wild marriage."
The word "wild cooperation" aroused the emperor's excitement even more. After half pushing and half getting off, the prime minister was led by the emperor to a thick old tree.