: 27 peaches and oysters

Zhuang Luo looked at the bamboo in front of him and drank the tea ceremony that the emperor had just given tea. "I will punish you for the time of a fragrant incense. After a scent, you will get up. What to do, you can do it. understand."
"The slaves thanked the master." Listening to the bamboo smashed three heads, I was grateful. There was an ice basin in the room, and there was not much heat in the summer. The master asked her to lie here, and she would not know that she was a compassionate person. If other masters know these things, and still keep her, she has to be so punishable. It is already a great grace.
In fact, Zhuang Luo’s self-confidence is totally untrustworthy, but this matter has been smashed out. If she does not have a sentence, she can’t say it, but how to punish her is her own thing. It is a gimmick who knows the current affairs, she can't bear to waste.
Just when the public thought that the emperor would still not flop, the emperor rested in the Queen's Jingyang Palace for two consecutive nights. The empress is the emperor's wife, and the other Qilians are not so jealous.
On the third night, the emperor went to Shugui, and on the second day, he gave a lot of things to Shugui, which shows that the sacred priests are not reduced.
It was a night of Xu Zhaorong, Ning Yu and Xian Yin, but let us think that the emperor changed the summer to not love the flop.
After these women had gone there once, the emperor did not flop the two days, but it made the people feel confused.
"The emperor, the slave of the inner servant came to please." Gao Dezhong said this, Feng Jin knows that this is asking him if he wants to flop.
"Let him come in." Feng Jin stopped the action in his hand. Gao Dezhong took the pen on his hand and saw a big empty word on the paper.
In the face of Feng Jin, the who was waiting for the inside of the servant, he swept the various tooth cards in the tray and suddenly said: "The peaches outside the Tao Yuge are about to be cooked?"
Gao Dezhong heard a word and immediately answered, "I am afraid I can eat it, but I don't think it is ripe yet."
"There is no familiarity and there is no ripening benefit." Feng Jin picked up a brand. "I haven’t seen Zhao Zhaoyi for a few days. Go to Tao Yuge tonight."
I learned that I wanted to marry the emperor tonight. Zhuangluo ate the peaches picked from the outside, squinted at the sunshine outside the house, took a sip and went to the small peach.
After the seal was finished, the time was still early. Seeing Gao Dezhong rushing in from the outside, he asked: "What?"
"The queen's scepter smashed a palace lady in the soft uterus."

The reason?
The tone of the seal is unchanged.
Gao Dezhong did not dare to wipe the sweat on his forehead and continued. "The slaves heard that this palace girl rushed to the Queen Mother."
"How can a soft palace lady rush to the Queen Mother?" Feng said with a sneer.
"The slaves heard that the Queen Mother wanted to go to the Taoyuan. How can I see the palace lady in the soft palace picking up the peaches and rushing out, hitting the Queen Mother, and letting the Queen Mother be shocked, will she be given a stick."
"At this time, how many of the peaches that are not fully cooked have a good look?" Feng said ironically. "He also went to accompany his mother to Taoyuan."
When Zhuangluo heard that the Queen Mother was coming to Taoyuan, he went out and waited. He did not expect that the palace lady who had come to steal the peaches would have collided with the Queen Mother, and even the soft-nosed was rebuked.
Taking advantage of the softness and sorrow of the harem is always on the ground, and Zhuang Luo squats forward: "Please redeem the Queen Mother, and the gentle sister wants to come and know that the palace will be so bold."
"Even people who are not in control of their own affairs can do anything," the Queen Mother looked at Zhuang Luo with a cold look. "The matter of mourning the family, you can't allow you to interrupt!"
"Oh, guilty," Zhuang Luo pretending to be a horrified squat, honestly kneeling on the ground.
"After the mother came to worship Buddha, it was because of a dirty slave that hurts his compassion," Feng said in a few steps. "The two loved ones know nothing about this matter, and let them get up after the mother."

The Queen saw the two men lying on the ground and slowly said: "Since the emperor has opened up, both of you will get up."
"Thank you later, thank you on the emperor." Zhuang Luoqi got up and retreated to the side, looking down at a pearl on his embroidered shoes, the corner of his mouth was not a trace of the rise.
"The emperor, not the sorrowful family is deliberate," the Queen Mother looked at the pale and soft look. "As the head of the first house, even the people in the palace are constrained and incompetent, which really disappoints the mourner."
Feng Feng said: "The mother does not need to gas, but it is a slave. If he has already been a rod, he will not be hurt by a slave."
After listening to the seal, the Queen Mother said that he did not want to punish the soft, and he looked dissatisfied and looked away, sitting and walking away.
"The emperor..." The soft look looked like a seal, and the face was pale.
"Retreat first," Feng said in a plain tone. "Clean up the things in the palace."
"Hey, quit." Soft bite his lip, step back and leave, and after a certain distance, he couldn't help but look back, but he saw the emperor hold the hand of Zhao Chongyi, and at this time Zhao Zhaoyi smiled and raised his head. The two of them looked at each other and separated each other if nothing happened.
"The emperor, the sweat of a body..." Zhuang Luo gently pushed the emperor who wanted to be intimate with himself, and his eyes were shy.
"I have never bathed, and I love to wait for you to wait." Feng Jin kissed him on the lips of Zhuangluo, and then he waited for the slaves outside to prepare for bathing.
The following slaves will take the lead and naturally prepare a large bath tub with dragon stripes. When Zhuangluo is sealed into the tub, there is only one feeling. This bath is much larger than the one used in his daily life.
Two red/naked normal men and women do not have something to do in the tub, which is not in line with common sense. Therefore, when Zhuangluo holds the emperor’s neck and neck in the bathtub, he has to believe that this thing is a bath. Very stimulating.
After spending most of the time bathing, the emperor gave her a skirt, and a hand held his arm and smiled: "The emperor, you are really slow."
"How, do you not do well?" Feng Jin reached out and pressed the waist of the beauty. "If you don't love it, change your clothes."
"Is this not a bully in the emperor?" Zhuang Luo's face was reddish and lowered his voice. "The back is sour."
Feng Xiao heard the sneer and laughed out, and took care of Zhuang's clothes. He bent over and took the beauty from his couch to his arms. He said to the outside world: "Come."
When the outside was buried in the head, he did not dare to carry it. After quickly cleaning up the house, he carried the bath and went out. Anyone knows what happened in the house.
Caresing Zhuang Luo's hair that has not yet dried up, Feng said: "What do you love to do on weekdays~EbookFREE.me~Learning words, embroidered purses, raising flowers, practicing the piano, but these are not very good, "Zhuang Luo's head is a few times in the throat of a certain person, conveying an uneasy emotion. "But I am thinking, I will always grow when I practice slowly."
"These things are foreign objects. When they are good enough, they don't have to be too persistent." Feng patted her back and said the temperature was judo: "Love is very good now."

Really?
The original low mood seems to have become alive again because of such a simple sentence. Feng Zhuang looked at the shining eyes of the person in his arms and looked up and nodded.
The hands holding their necks seemed to be tighter. When Feng Jin looked down again, the beauty had already leaned his head on his neck. Besides the joy, there seemed to be some attachment.
Sealed and moved, holding people to the bed.
In the morning, when the day was just bright, Gao Dezhong still listened to the bamboo slaves and waited for the main son to call. The room was also raging for a while last night. It seems that it will not start so early.
Gao Dezhong looked at the two close-fitting ladies of Zhao Zhaoyi. It looked very regular and never tried to inquire about anything from him. Instead, it was more pleasing than those who thought they were clever.
After another half hour, the sound came out inside. Gao Dezhong came in with a few slaves. As usual, Zhao Chongyi was still lying on the bed, and the emperor was up.
If you talk about grace, Zhao Chongyi is not the most favored, but she is still a single one when she gets up and sleeps in the emperor. Even if it is Shugui, the second day of the night, she will wait for the emperor to change clothes. However, with the gentle movement of the emperor, he also understood that the master of the bed was afraid of still dreaming.
There is a love after the house, Gao Dezhong waited for the emperor for many years, the natural eyes will not be chaotic, after serving the emperor to change clothes, see the emperor went to the bed and kissed Zhao Chongyi's forehead, busy again and buried his head.
The soft-eyed maiden was ruined by the sorrowful shackles because her hands and feet were not clean. She was also reprimanded by the Queen Mother for being overnight. It was known to all the masters in the palace. There were also gloating events and not the same thing.
"The woman's brain is really not good enough. Although the Taoyuan is not big, but throwing a peach or hiding it, why bother to panic and lick the peach and rush to the phoenix driving, I really don't know if it has no long brain or long eyes," Su Xiuyi Disdain, "It’s also a bad luck, there is such a slave."
"Yeah, it's really unlucky. Otherwise, how can I sneak a few peaches outside the Tao Yuge, and also collide with the Queen Mother?" Shugui smiled and smiled at a finger at the fingertips, trimming beautiful and clean nails. Passing through the grape skin, revealing the tender flesh.
"The woman in this harem is not simple," throwing the grapes to the side of the lotus leaf green jade plate, Shugui rubbed his hand and rubbed his hand and looked at Su Xiuyi. "These words are spoken by me." Go out, you give me a tighter mouth, know?"
"Yes," Su Xiuyi nodded, but did not know why all the things that everyone knew could not be said.
The author has something to say: the third is more ~
Maybe there will be another chapter tonight, but it will be very late and very late. It’s more appropriate for everyone to get up tomorrow, because I don’t know when I can code well, Khan~2k