Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang murmured, indicating that she was listening.

  The grace of the emperor has to be expressed.

  Jinxiu's low and soft voice is matched with the sound of water.

   "The prince told the servants privately that last night the assassin described it differently, behaved vulgarly, and shouted that she was a visitor from heaven and came to benefit our week.

   "Be careful when the punishment department goes down, she will be honest, crying and shouting that she wants to see the emperor first, and then she is clamoring to come to apologize to you."

   "The prince said, let you know what you have in mind, and ask the servants to prepare all the **** soup with the thick cloak and hand stove."

   "The slave maid is trying to figure out the meaning of the prince's words. It is estimated that the emperor will take you there at night to personally examine the assassin."

   Jinxiu paused, seeing that she didn't respond before continuing.

   "There is a lot of yin in that place, and you are weak. You must follow the emperor and take advantage of the emperor's Longwei Town to suppress the evil, and you will not suffer from all diseases."

   "That's right, reward." A cool male voice came in with a cool breeze, Su Haitang suddenly opened her eyes and faced a bright yellow figure.

   Jinxiu had already saluted respectfully and was swayed back by Heliancheng.

   He Liancheng looked at the imperial concubine who was hiding in the water with a funny look, and reached out to pull her out of the water.

   "It's been so long, why are you still ashamed?"

   He teasingly stretched out his **** to clamp Su Haitang's pretty nose, and saw two thin blushes on her jade white face, as if he was emotional when he deliberately provoked it, and it was amazingly beautiful.

  He Liancheng's heart moved, he released his hand, leaned the dizzy man against the side of the bucket, unbuttoned his clothes three or two times, and stepped into the bucket with his feet raised.

  The sound of water rushing, because one more person overflowed a lot.

  Su Haitang took a deep breath and bit the tip of her tongue, gathering the little strength she had left to attack the man!

   "Oh, it's quite strange today. You're so bold that you dare to provoke me on your own initiative."

  The space in the bucket was small, so Su Haitang couldn't move, so he could only get started, but he was easily grabbed by him and took it to his chest.

   "Want to dismiss me easily? There are too many ghosts."

   The man chuckled, picked up the bath towel and soaked it, and carefully washed her body.

  Su Haitang was powerless to stop, and unable to retreat to the space, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it, but relentlessly tried to wake him up: "Cheng?"

   He Liancheng chuckled lightly and massaged her lower back with his big palms.

   "I allow you to call me by my name, but you have to avoid people."

  Su Haitang's mouth twitched, and her heart sank again.

The situation on the    expedition looked bad. To **** control of the body from a firm-minded emperor is as difficult as going to the sky.

   can only be drawn slowly.

  But how is this situation broken? The scale is too big!

   "Why does Concubine Ai stop calling me?"

  The man didn't stop, massaged her waist and back, and the big palm actually had a tendency to move down!

  Su Haitang's scalp is numb!

"Sleepy."

   She choked out a word, and no matter how rich her mental activities were, she couldn't hold up a body that was in desperate need of physical strength.

   The most troublesome thing is that this body doesn't know what's wrong, and the Purple Qi Art can't run smoothly!

   Even though she has thousands of ways to defeat the enemy, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice!

   She was worried about Cheng Yuanzheng, who was sleeping in his body and recuperating, and couldn't kill him.

   But this time Cheng Yuanzheng's avatar is not called Xiao Naihe, because this name does not have the domineering power of an emperor?

Isn't the emperor    very busy? The Honorable Ninety-five, actually bathed the concubine in person? Are you free?

   What about the rebels? What about natural disasters? What about the contending concubines?

  Be strong!

  Su Haitang thought randomly, distracting her thoughts.

   This kind of emotion that she wanted to kill but had to hold back really tested her patience!

   It's even more embarrassing than being stupid in a previous life!

  Xiaoyu, wake up!