Qing imperial concubine spoiled

Chapter 462: Right or Wrong
King Zhijun felt that he was a little strange just now, and Le Shi, who was not very eye-catching on weekdays, felt very moving now for some reason.

Le Shi said that he wanted to wipe his body, but he acquiesced in a strange way.

As soon as Baishou's voice was interrupted, King Zhijun felt instantly refreshed.

"Stand back, Le Shi. You don't have to come to the front yard if you don't have a summons in the future."

Le Shi bit his lip, not daring to say anything more, and bowed his head out of the room.

Seeing Le Shi's slightly resentful eyes, Bai Shou could only lower his head in embarrassment, she really didn't mean it.

"I asked Zhang Shichong to come in and wait for the prince to cleanse himself." Bai Shou looked at the disheveled man on the bed, pursed his lips and said.

"Ah."

King Zhijun reluctantly agreed, and shook his head vigorously, only to feel that the white head was swaying from a distance, and for some reason, his chest became more and more impetuous.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Zhang Shichong hugged his stomach in pain and cried out for pain.

"Forgive me! This slave has a stomachache, I'm afraid I need to go to make it easier! This slave should be damned! Ouch!"

Baishou had no choice but to cast his eyes on Qingyu, Qingyu seemed to be blessed, and under Baishou's dumbfounded gaze, he let out a ouch, clutched his stomach and ran in the direction Zhang Shichong ran just now.

Bai Shou looked at the disappearing figures of the two, looked at the empty yard, had no choice but to retreat into the house, and walked to the bed under the focused gaze of King Zhijun.

"Where are all the servants in the prince's courtyard?" Baishou complained.

King Zhijun shook his head to express his ignorance, and when he saw Baishou wanted to go out, he coughed impatiently.

In fact, how could King Zhijun not know, it must be Zhang Shichong's fault.But he thought, he had to reward him well in private.

It was already very cold here in October, so Baishou could only go over to help him pull his clothes up when he saw this.

During the movement, it is inevitable that the hands will touch the opponent's body, and the large and strong muscles of Zhijun Wang will inevitably fall into the eyes. Bai Shou felt his lips dry, and his face gradually turned red.

"My lord, turn sideways, and I'll change your medicine."

Bai Shou calmed down, she decided to make a quick decision, changed her medicine and hurried out.

"Ah."

King Zhijun responded in a low voice, his face tense!

In fact, the moment Baishou's cool fingertips touched him, the muscles of King Zhijun tensed up.

As if he had been scorched, he felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his lower body.Everything around him faded away, even the air was hot, it seemed that this woman was the only one in his senses!
He knows all too well what he wants to do now.But now, he didn't want to force her in the slightest.

King Zhijun clenched his hands into fists, trying to restrain himself.

But as the plain hand continued to touch his shoulder, Zhijun Wang's breath became heavier and heavier, and even moans came out from between his teeth.

That strand of hair falling from the side of the cheek, that fair cheek, the sharp chin, that thin neck, and that seductive red lip!

At this time, Baishou also sensed that something was wrong, she tried her best to suppress the hotness in her body, and when she raised her head, she looked at King Shangzhi with wolf-like eyes.

Bai Shou was startled, before he could say the word "Wang Ye", he was picked up by someone with one hand and pressed under him.

Immediately afterwards, I felt that my breath was taken away by force.Baishou wanted to struggle at this time, but found that he didn't have any strength in his body.

Turning her head to hide, she saw the incense burner on the desk beside the bed, and she had never seen the prince use it before.is it!Xiang has a problem!

"My lord... stop!"

Baishou wanted to say that there was something wrong with the incense, but he was pinned down by the person on her body, and following her soft cry, he felt the clothes on her body being torn to pieces like confetti.

(End of this chapter)