Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 455 What did the emperor do wrong again? You can't treat the emperor like this!

Madam Zhu's expression was complicated: "Queen Dowager, no matter what, this medicine was also brought into Jinrong Palace by the maidservants. I just hope that the emperor will ask you in the end. Queen Mother, no matter what, please don't give away the slavemaids."

After all, the queen mother is the emperor's mother, no matter how much she does, she will at most be grounded and left in the cold for a while, so that the queen mother will realize her mistake, but she is different, she is a slave.
Especially Concubine Jin, if she knew about it, the reason why she pretended to invite her to Jinrong Palace was that she was hiding a whole body of charming fragrance on her body. The purpose of staying in the main hall of Jinrong Palace for so long was to let the charming fragrance on her body Xiang, wander around in every corner of the hall, so that when Concubine Jin comes back from the Empress Dowager, the emperor's medicine will take effect.
The rain outside was really heavy, with thunder and lightning.

Yue Cirong sat on the soft bed with her chin supported, all kinds of exciting thoughts and thoughts flashed in her mind one by one.

"It's raining."

She sighed.

Madam Zhu: "."

"The rain is more intense. Only when accompanied by lightning and thunder can the excitement be high."

Madam Zhu: "."

"Baby, are you feeling better?"

Murong Wan hid under Qiaoyu's umbrella and came out of the bedroom.

The heavy rain was majestic, and countless small rivers appeared on the ground, and the man in black robe stood in the dark night, in the majestic heavy rain, the ruthless cold rain hit his handsome face, and soon, he was A gorgeous brocade robe was wet.

Just now on the bed, the man hugged her and kissed her so much that he was about to lose his mind.

I don't know why, Murong Wan felt sorry for the skirt so much that she couldn't even resist.

I thought that was all I would say tonight.

Who knew that he suddenly pulled the brocade quilt beside her to cover her body, got up from her body and went out, walking extremely decisively.

Murong Wan didn't know what he was doing, but with such a heavy rain, he thought he should go to the main hall outside.

She squatted on the bed, weeping, and painstakingly pieced together the glazed skirt that had been torn by him.

Until later, Qiaoyu rushed in with a face full of ghosts, grabbed her by the arm and ran out, yelling as she ran.

She was about to run out, only to find that her clothes were disheveled, she was so frightened that she hurriedly dragged her back, dressed her and dragged her out of the hall.

"Your Majesty! It's raining heavily in the middle of the night. What did the Emperor do wrong? You can't treat the Emperor like this! If you don't go out and have a look, the Emperor will soon be drenched to death by the heavy rain!"

Maybe Qiaoyu really thinks that she is too devoid of conscience to be a thing.

Speaking of Pei Qilian being outside in the rain, she couldn't help crying.

When Murong Wan heard that Pei Qilian went outside to get wet in the rain, he was also startled.

Gradually regaining consciousness, she shook off Qiaoyu's hand and ran out.

Qiaoyu didn't dare to let her be completely submerged in the heavy rain, so she hurriedly took an umbrella, jokingly, if she was drenched by the empress under the eyes of the emperor, the emperor would have to deal with it while drenched in the rain in the middle of the night her!
Murong Wan didn't care about other things at the moment, snatched the umbrella from Qiaoyu's hand, and quickly ran towards the man who was exposed to the rain on a rainy night.

The torrential rain, the cold night, how cold it must be when the icy rain hits the body.

Her eyes were red, and she finally knew how to care about him.

"Baby." She just wanted to reach out and touch him.

Pei Qilian's thin lips were tight, his dark eyes fell on the girl's quiet and beautiful face, his voice was so hoarse and calm, as if he was saying something ordinary: "You don't have me in your heart."

(End of this chapter)