Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

Chapter 137
If she didn't take this into consideration, she wouldn't let her niece come into the palace again.

She knew that the emperor had a hard life when he was young, but his mind was also tempered.

Although he doesn't say anything, his heart is like a mirror.

But, King Jingbei...

Now that things have happened, she can't help but think a little more...

Grandma Sun saw the empress dowager's worry and comforted her from the sidelines,

"Your blessings are profound, Empress Dowager, and your majesty's fortune is as good as the heavens, so everything will be safe and sound."

The queen mother let out a long sigh of relief, the depression in her chest was hard to get rid of, "I hope so."

I hope everything will be fine.

**
The moon and stars are sparse, and the world is one.

A hundred miles away from the capital, a horse-drawn carriage stopped at a post station after a long journey.

Mo Ying jumped off the horse and said to the carriage, "My lord, the post station has arrived."

Tomorrow will be able to reach the capital.

As soon as the night wind blew, the car curtain was covered by a corner, and the sitting face was not seen, only a touch of moon-white clothes.

Tsinghua is noble and unparalleled in the world.

Mo Ying raised his hand and opened the curtain.

The people in the car slowly raised their eyes.

Seeing it at a glance, it moves mountains and rivers at a glance.

However, another carriage arrived outside the post station first.

Attendants surrounded the carriage.

Obviously, the owner of the carriage is still in the carriage.

But that's not the point.

The point is that the carriage, which should be stationary, shakes obviously.

There was also a very charming voice, "Ah, my lord..."

Yu Wenyu's hair is tied with a jade crown, and the hair is like ink.

Dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, it was as if the moonlight had condensed on him alone, giving off a holy light.

Get off the wagon.

At the same time, the door of the carriage that arrived earlier than them also opened.

As soon as the door opened, the beautiful concubine Ji gave a light click, as if coquettish and angry, and then cuddled tightly to the people around her.

In the carriage, Yu Wenjing's dark blue clothes were opened, and his bare chest was still heaving obviously and rapidly.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, the corners of his lips were stained with a woman's lip balm, his smile was sloppy and evil,
"Yo, it seems that I really did not admit my mistake, it turns out that I am really the Seventh Emperor Uncle."

Thinking about it, the whole Beiyu is the only one who can use the white jade Xiangding and the Qinan wood to carve the carriage.

Unfortunately, no one responded to Yu Wenjing's words.

Without squinting, Yu Wenyu entered the station first.

Mo Ying followed behind without saying a word.

"My lord~"

The beauty beside Yu Wenjing kept pushing into his arms.

Yu Wenjing looked at the people who went in first, his eyes gradually turned from evil to cold.

As the Seventh Emperor's Uncle, he really never puts people in his eyes.

But it was a coincidence that he didn't pay attention to him.

But his mood just became uncomfortable.

The beauty in the car sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and shouted in a flattering voice, "My lord~"

The voice is mellow, like a lark.

But when Yu Wenjing looked at the beauty again, his eyes were not gentle at all.

He raised his hand and stroked the beauty's face.

Inch by inch, I was nostalgic, and then fell on the beauty's slender neck.

The beauty's skin is white, and her neck is as fragile as a flower.

With a little force, it can be broken.

She twitched the corners of her lips, and exerted force on her hands playfully.

The beauty felt the strength of the hand holding her neck tightened, her face became more and more red, she looked at the person with begging eyes, and said softly, "...king, lord..."

Seeing the appearance of the life hanging by a thread but desperately begging in front of him, Yu Wenjing finally felt better.

He let go of the hand that was strangling the beauty's neck, and patted her cheek. When the corners of her lips curled up, the tip of her tongue wiped the beauty's lip balm, and her smile reflected a sinister look.

He said, "This king is suddenly in a bad mood, and I will hurt you later.

From this moment on, without my king's permission, don't speak, don't even vent your breath, understand? "

The beauty didn't dare to say a word, but nodded.

　Uncle Seventh Emperor finally showed his face~
　　And the crazy batch of Yuwenjing is also online~
　　Babies, do you still have any impression of Yuwenjing?
　　I mentioned a sentence in Yu Wenchen's memory earlier, it was the one who bullied Yu Wenchen since childhood...

　　(Do you think handsome guys are only here? No, there will be handsome little brothers in the future~)

　　
　
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