Chapter 455: He's style

"The Lord said something," said the guard, hesitant to reconcile, paused, and whispered, "Prince Yin Ren only for a while, if the Prince succeeds Datong in the future, and then he will settle the accounts after the fall, how should the Lord be with him?"
"I was one day, and Lu Zhiyue could not be the emperor in one day. If he was sitting in the emperor, I would not have to live any longer," Lu Zhichuan stared at the tea stretched out by the cup in the cup. The word slowly said, "Just I don't believe in evil, why can he do the Son of Heaven, and I can't do it?"
"Yes, his subordinates must follow the king with all his strength!" The guard said on his knees.
"Prince!" The servant-in-law whispered outside. "The princess asked the slave to come and ask him. Will he live in the front yard or backyard tonight?"
"Tell the princess that this king will go to the backyard." Lu Zhichuan pursed his lips and lowered the tea bowl.
He is in a good mood these days. Although Lu Zhiyue's life was not taken on the hunting ground, he was happy to see Lu Zhiyue's panic-like bird, and he was very annoyed by men and women after he destroyed his face. However, these days are always very impulsive. He, who has always understood the style of a wooden stake, is very hooked. These days, he is very slutty and charming. He has new tricks every night, hate He couldn't be hollowed out. He now thinks of He's slutty appearance on the bed, both in his heart and body.
"The subordinate retired first." The guard was also eager to see, watching Lu Zhichuan's impatient appearance, and he bowed back in a hurry.
Lu Zhichuan hurriedly entered the backyard. As soon as he entered the dormitory, he looked at the red candles. He was wearing a black veil, lying on the side of the water like a snake. A pair of apricot eyes looked at him with a hook. .
Lu Zhichuan's eyes were walking on He's graceful body. The black veil could not cover He's body at all. Such a looming appearance made the good scenery on He's body more charming and charming. Lu Zhichuan's breath became uneven.
"Master Wang ..." He's blinking apricot eyes, red lips slightly opened, "Master Wang, let me wait for your body."
"You little wave hoof!" Lu Zhichuan couldn't hold it anymore, and flung on He's body before taking off his clothes. He tore the black gauze severely. He gasped so hard that when he spoke again, his voice was dark. Dumb, "Look at how the king cleaned up your little X-hoof!"
"Master Wang! Wait!" He panted, resisting Lu Zhichuan, panting, "Master Wang ... wait a minute!"
"My King can't wait!"
"Wang Ye, Chen Ye ... Chen Ye is a little thirsty, you ... wait for Chen Ye to drink this cup of ginseng tea, then ... wait for Wang Ye ..."
He finally managed to break free of Lu Zhichuan's concubine, gasping for a cup of ginseng tea from the bedside table, she took a bite of ginseng tea, and met Lu Zhichuan's mouth ...
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Prince Ning's House.
The princess finally woke up, and there was a jubilation from the top and bottom of the palace. Song Fu spent almost the entire day in the kitchen and personally supervised the kitchen to cook food. Although Mu Nanzhi can only drink some soup now, it can't stand Song. Fu one day stewed eight-pot soup was drank by Mu Nanzhi.
"No more drink?" Lu Zhishan stirred the water chestnut lotus root pork bone soup in the bowl and asked the child softly, "Is it too light?"
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