The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 161

"tasty?"

Qin Sheng asked indifferently.

Chu Zhiyu swallowed it whole, and covered her lips with choking, not knowing what it was like.

She looked at King Qin sadly, "Do you want to drink like this?"

Qin Sheng glanced down at Lu Huiming's seat as if inadvertently, "Oh, why did the general of Nanliang leave the seat?"

Chu Zhiyu paused.

My heart said it was mating with your mother.

In King Qin's eyes, her hesitant action was a guilty conscience.

The anger that surged up from nowhere made King Qin's face suddenly change. He suddenly grabbed Chu Zhiyu into his arms, ignoring the presence of the officials under the steps.

"Answer me."

Chu Zhiyu just felt baffled.

She loves leisure and hates work, has a lot of greed, and loves to enjoy herself.

In the arms of the tyrant, relying on human flesh and blood made her feel wonderfully satisfied and dependent.

This feeling of being wrapped in warmth.

She instinctively adjusted a comfortable posture, and snuggled obediently in King Qin's arms.

Qin Sheng's anger subsided slightly.

"How does my concubine know where he has gone? He has two legs. Who would have thought that if he walked east, west, north, south, he might step on the ground and fall into a ditch."

She asked back: "Does Your Majesty know where the Empress Dowager left the banquet?"

Don't blame me for not reminding you.

When Qin Sheng heard the Queen Mother's name, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all, and he said indifferently, "Where does she go has anything to do with me?"

It's hard to see this group of old friends.

Who knows which important minister in the court will be dragged to a secluded place to have a good time.

A look of disgust flashed across Qin Sheng's eyes. He hated this kind of messy relationship between men and women, otherwise there would not be so few concubines.

"Then what does General Lu have to do with my concubine?"

Chu Zhiyuhun asked indifferently, frankly.

Qin Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at her. Seeing that her eyes were clear and not dodging, he sneered.

"Aifei is not only flattering, she is also used to deceiving people, her face is not even red."

"?"

He was bored and couldn't control this inexplicable emotion.

Then subconsciously seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, pushing away the source of emotions.

Chu Zhiyu, who was pushed out out of nowhere, almost lying on the table in front of her, was puzzled and puzzled.

She calculated that she only heard that human women have a few days of emotional instability every month.

How can this tyrant change his face faster than a woman.

King Qin, who pushed Chu Zhiyu away, left the table directly.

Sanshui was stunned for a moment before hurriedly following, sighed and gave Chu Zhiyu a complicated look.

It seemed to be looking at an irresponsible, playful lover who played with his master's feelings.

Chu Zhiyu:?

She turned her head to look at Lan Ye blankly, "What happened?"

Lan Ye had lingering fears, and helped her master up, "I don't even know about this."

"baffling."

Chu Zhiyu grumbled.

She was too lazy to stay up there, so she took the two maids out for a stroll.

The surrounding scenery of the palace that can be selected as a place to entertain envoys from various countries and host court officials is naturally extremely beautiful.

Rockery, flowing water, bamboo forests, flowers and trees.

The floor-to-ceiling palace lanterns dotted in the middle, and the scattered lights hanging on the branches, exude a soft halo.

Come closer, and the lights are left behind.

The loneliness after the noise and cooling is left in vain.

But the moment is just right.

Chu Zhiyu strolled on the path paved with Yuhua stones, and the uneven ground was quite interesting to step on.

She smelled the fresh fragrance of flowers in the air, and the lightness of her soul being washed made her walk lightly.

Like a deer in the mountains, it is comfortable and casual in the depths covered with floral fragrance.

The streamer brocade gave off a faint halo under the moonlight, Chu Zhiyu turned around and smiled lightly, and the skirt bloomed in the air.

More stunning than epiphyllum.

(End of this chapter)