Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

  The machine has been set up and everything is ready.

   Red candles are burning in the hall, and occasionally a breeze blows in. The candles flicker and flicker without affecting the brightness of the room, because the roof of the palace specially built by the emperor for Wei Qingcheng is inlaid with priceless moon beads.

  Everything in the magnificent palace is extremely precious. The round table made of precious red sandalwood is delicious, and the delicacies on the delicate porcelain dishes exude a burst of fragrance.

  The camera is full of panoramas, and the close-up shot was given to Chongya who was sitting at the table.

  The temperament of Chong Ya, who plays the enchanting concubine, is not as warm and moist as usual. In the lens, she is stunningly beautiful, and her every move is fascinating and full of monsters.

  Tonight, Wei Qingcheng will take advantage of the opportunity of the emperor's spring breeze to conceive a dragon son, so that she can have a guarantee in the harem.

  Chongyao is dressed in a light and silky palace dress with a fine touch, and the inner lining is wrapped with full and full snow white. Due to the extremely low opening of the neckline, half of the snow white is exposed to the air, making the man unable to look away.

  "Your Majesty, come!" The voice of the servant came from outside the palace.

Wei Qingcheng hurriedly stood up, and Junrui, who played the emperor, stepped into the hall. He was dressed in a Ming Huangdi costume that symbolized the noble royal family. His long hair was half-pulled and half-dangling behind him. A handsome face was handsome and handsome, and his deep eyes could not see emotions. The ups and downs, the emperor's dignity and imposing manner.

   "Your Majesty Wan'an." Wei Qingcheng lowered his head and spoke softly, his voice with a flattery.

  Rong Zichu looked at Wei Qingcheng who was half-squatting. The woman's face was like a lotus, and her lips were like peach petals, which made people want to kiss Fangze.

  I don’t know whether the peach-like gorgeous lips are as sweet as imagined. From his perspective, she can see her good figure, especially the pair of half-exposed snow-white rabbits.

  Junrui's breathing stagnated, and part of the camera was blocked quietly.

   "Get up." Jun Rui said in a voice full of emperor's majesty.

  This scene is a dinner party that Wei Qingcheng is willing to lie down and be small, and deliberately to please the emperor Rong Zichu. Rong Zichu's voice, who has neglected Wei Qingcheng for half a month, naturally has a lofty aura.

  Wei Qingcheng moved the lotus step slightly, gently pulling on the emperor’s sleeve, Meiyin Ruying: "The concubine prepared these meals specially for your majesty. I hope your majesty likes..."

  Rong Zichu sat down in accordance with her wishes. At this moment, there were only two of them in the hall.

Wei Qingcheng sat next to Rong Zichu. His slender fingers like green onions picked up the chopsticks, picked up the vegetables and put them in Rong Zichu's bowl, poured a glass of wine and handed it to his lips: "Your Majesty, please use... "

  Rong Zichu glanced at her slantingly, took a sip along her hand, and said in a faint compliment: "Yes."

   Wei Qingcheng saw that the emperor was too late to eat food, his eyes flashed with worry and anxiety.

   "Your Majesty, but don't you like the dishes cooked by your concubines?"

   "I like it tight." Rong Zichu seemed to be slightly drunk, staring at Wei Qingcheng with scorching eyes.

   Chong Yu felt a little bit hesitated, the guy in front of him wouldn’t...can’t drink a bar?

  As soon as the next shot was turned, Rong Zichu had grabbed Wei Qingcheng’s Qianqianyu's hand and fished her into his arms.

   "I only want you to serve tonight..." Rong Zichu's palm was at her waist.

  Junrui has changed his lines, but the director did not call out a card.

  Chong Ao stretched out her hand to hold Junrui's neck, her eyes flashed brightly: "Your Majesty is not angry with his concubines?"

   "I'm not angry... I like you too late..." Junrui's voice was lazy and hoarse, and she kissed her lips directly with her head down.