The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 42 [42] Women's clothing boss

Chapter 42 [42] Women's clothing boss

After Yun Mumu explained to Duan Yihuang, she hooked her hands on Bingqiao: "Come on, Bingqiao, let's do it."

Bingqiao nodded her head, then kowtowed and bowed to Duan Yihuang three times and said: "The emperor forgives the sin, the servant has offended."

In the past few months, he has been keeping his mouth shut, and Yun Mumu's movements have been practiced so smoothly.

He jumped onto the dragon bed with a big stride, squatted on Duan Yihuang's head, and pinched his cheek when he opened his mouth.

He directly stuffed the handkerchief into his mouth, stuffing it full.

Duan Yihuang: "Um, uh..." (I won't let you go.)
If he could move, he would have to rub this woman on the spot to let her know what the devil's steps are.

With the cooperation of Ah Jiu and Bing Qiao, Yun Mumu tied the rope around Duan Yihuang's waist.

Then, he used the four pillars of the dragon couch to hang Duan Yihuang upright with ingenuity.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Stop arguing, Your Majesty, I'll change your clothes and I'll put them down immediately." Yun Mumu looked at Duan Yihuang's complaining expression, and explained to him while changing his clothes.

Duan Yihuang wanted to die at this moment.

Because he clearly saw that the woman put on women's clothes on herself.

He shouldn't have promised her anything, heaven, earth, let a thunder strike me to death in a drought, I don't want to live anymore.

Actually let him be a boss in women's clothing.

I don't know if it was because of the burning brazier in the hall, or because Yun Mumu was in a hurry.

Duan Yihuang saw sweat overflowing from both sides of her cheeks, as long as he got closer, his lips could touch her fair and flawless skin.

suddenly!

bang!
The sound of giants falling to the ground!

Duan Yihuang's body fell heavily on the dragon couch.

Although the dragon couch was covered with several layers of soft cotton wool, Duan Yixuan still fell down like this.

"No." He snorted.

The three of Yun Mumu looked at the broken rope, a little confused.

Bingqiao: "Ma'am, is this rope?"

She is a damsel, if she can do things more reliably, she said let her prepare these things.

The empress insisted on doing something herself, so she finally made such a rope.

Seeing that the emperor fell, he was going to be stupid.

The paralysis has not been cured yet, and I will be stupid if I fall again, but what should I do?

Yun Mumu couldn't be in the mood to control the rope at the moment, she hurried forward to check Duan Yihuang: "Ah, Your Majesty, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

As soon as she approached, Duan Yihuang remembered the moment when he fell just now, his lips seemed to touch her ear.

Although it's only superficial, but can this be regarded as a kiss?
"Your Majesty, if you are injured by a fall, you must tell me? But don't hold back."

Duan Yihuang came back to his senses, immediately tightened his face, and didn't want to talk to him.

This dead woman blocked her mouth back and forth, and then kept telling herself to talk and talk.

He would have liked to, if he could.

It took a lot of effort for the three girls to change Duan Yihuang's clothes, and even combed a beautiful maid's bun.

Don't forget to paint Duan Yihuang with makeup and powder.

After finishing, Yun Mumu looked at Duan Yihuang as if admiring a rare treasure, "Wow! Wow! Your majesty, it's a pity that you don't become a woman."

Duan Yihuang stared at her fiercely, feeling an urge to destroy the world.

(End of this chapter)

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