Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 368
After half an hour, Lu Ziyu opened his eyes from the sedan chair in a daze.

She has always had a bad sleeping appearance, and the gauze she was wearing was already baggy and not working properly.

Half of her round fragrant shoulders were exposed outside, and two jade legs as white as lotus root were also exposed dishonestly from under the gauze.

The red peony bellyband was half down, and she sat up lazily following Lu Ziyu's propping up.

A beautiful woman wakes up hazy, just like the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, seductive and invisible, confusing and tasteless.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse male voice came from outside the sedan chair.

Listening to the sound, people should not be far away.

Lu Ziyu hummed vaguely, through the red veil curtain of the sedan chair, she could vaguely see a grand master's chair in front of her, and there was a person sitting on that chair.

Needless to say, she could recognize who the figure was at a glance.

"You don't know how to wake me up?" Lu Ziyu said coquettishly, passing the loose little clothes with both hands.

"Jiaojiao slept so soundly, I can't bear to wake you up." Although Ying Su's voice was clear and cold, there was a trace of joke and malice, "It's good to sleep more. Wake up You should be tired again."

Lu Ziyu half bit his vermilion lips, a pool of spring water rippled in his winking eyes.

With her hands slightly propped behind her back, a fold of red silk veil was lifted up by her small jade feet.

Soft white, bright red.
She has a charming appearance and a light look.

"Whoever is tired tonight, who is not tired. You can only tell one or two after you try it."

Ying Su raised her eyebrows.

Is this a blatant provocation?

The veil was opened a crack, and through the gap, Lu Ziyu saw that the man on the chair was wearing a red wedding robe, not a dragon robe.

She was very familiar with the wedding gown, it was sewn by herself, and even the tangle of branches on the gown was embroidered by her after several nights of embroidering.

Why did this master wear this dress tonight?
She couldn't help but recall that when she first entered the palace this morning, she asked Sixi why the palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons. When the red silk was hung all over, Sixi was vague and only explained that it was the joy that the emperor should have when he succeeds to the throne.

Thinking about it now, even if the emperor succeeds to the throne, no matter how pleasing it is, he will not dress up the palace like a wedding room.

Look how silly.
The red sedan chair, the red gown, and the dim light of the candle, Lu Ziyu could still see a lot of wedding cakes and pastries on the table of the Eight Immortals not far away, as well as pairs of wedding wine.

Is this to make up another wedding night for myself?

Lu Ziyu's charming eyes were half-closed, and he looked lazily at the handsome face of the person in front of him.

Although it was the second time to see him wearing a red robe, he was still amazed.

On the cold face, the thin water chestnut lips curled up slightly.

Although the eye waves are deep and dark, people can't see any emotions.

But Lu Ziyu could sense that under the cold pool, what was frozen was a scorching fire.

Lu Ziyu looked at Ying Su, how could Ying Su let go of the beauty in the tent.

The delicate and fragrant beauty's clothes were a little messy, and she was full of charm from head to toe.

The tulle smock clings to the white snow, outlining a graceful figure.

Ying Su was already on the verge of collapse.

God knows, just now when he watched his young lady taking a nap in the tent, her whole body was numb and stiff.

All the viscera on his body clamored for him to rush over and bully her.

The meditation concentration, in front of Jiaoniang, is like a joke.

To Yu Jiaojiao, he seems to be only impulsive, so what about concentration?
I couldn't hold back the fire at first, and my throat rolled down.

Lu Ziyu used one jade foot to hook up the red silk veil but failed, then slowly separated the other jade foot to hook it.

Bend your knees slightly.

"Come here—" the ending sound trembled, melting in the bottom of Ying Su's heart sweetly.

Invitation from a beautiful woman is hard to refuse.
Ying Su got up.

He walked extremely slowly, his hands clenched into fists behind his back, as if he was desperately restraining something.

"Put your feet in place!"

Lu Ziyu ignored it, and lay back again.

The fingertips dyed with Koudan circled the black hair hanging from the tip of her hair, exhaling like orchids, lively and fragrant.

"looks good?"

This question made Ying Su's cheeks turn red, and he couldn't help but look away from one place.

Jun's face turned even redder.
After a while, he coughed a few times and said in embarrassment, "It looks good!"

The words were sincere, but also begging.

He hoped that this torturer would stop torturing himself.

after all
Playing with fire is self-immolation.

Just as he was about to bully himself and press down on the person, his chest was blocked by a jade foot.

Lu Ziyu pursed his lips, and said a little displeased, "You've been busy with yourself these days, how can you have time to talk to others?"

Ying Su held her crooked little feet in her hands, "Are you angry?"

The beauty on the couch turned her face away with a snort, obviously a little annoyed.

"I'm really busy these days. Don't you want to hurry up and finish your work so that you can take you back to the door."

Back home?

Lu Ziyu was a little surprised and turned to look at Ying Su, "You are the emperor now, how can you go back with me?"

Ying Su bent her lips and smiled, and rubbed the lotus feet in her hand with her rough fingertips, "You are returning home, and the master is visiting a courtier's house, rounding it up, it can be regarded as returning home with you."

"Are you going back with me? When will you be back?" Lu Ziyu's beautiful eyes were bright, and he became excited in an instant.

"Come back when you're full." Ying Su lightly took a bite of that shiny white foot.

Lu Ziyu pretended to be stupid, "Why are you full?"

"The beauty is gorgeous, and the beauty is delicious."

The man's low bewitching voice fell on top of Lu Ziyu's head.

The slender fingers wandered around her collarbone, and the cold temperature of the fingertips made people shudder all over.

Lu Ziyu was a little anxious tormented by this vague teasing.

She exerted all her strength, turned against the guest, and pressed on her master.

Eye-catching like silk, bold and reckless.

Light-white jade fingers depict the thin lips of the person below him, "Master is even more beautiful and delicious."

Ying Su clings to the little hand of her own daughter and comes to her red robe and jade belt.

He said in a clear and tender voice, "This is a gift from the master to Jiaojiao, take it apart and have a look."

Lu Ziyu looked at him for a long while, then bent his head with a charming smile, and gently parted the golden silk jade belt with his lips.

The red gauze tent is flying like a painting, and two figures can be seen dimly in the tent.

Table of Eight Immortals, Taishi chair, wooden window lattice, bright yellow couch.
Everywhere in the palace is full of love and hope is in full swing.

The poppies in her bun had been lost for a long time.

Sixi and Babao guarded the door, neither of them dared to look at each other.

The charming and coquettish voice in the palace is not concealed, it really makes people feel ashamed and has nowhere to hide.

The sound continued until the third watch and still did not fall.

Sixi and Babao's eyelids were fighting, and they were very sleepy watching them.

The candles flicker in the house, people are still awake
　Oh oh oh oh! ! !Sprinkle flowers, congratulations to Si Niang for eating meat~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)