Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 89 Wherever the emperor is, there is my concubine’s heart!

He quickly wanted to take out his handkerchief and wipe it with the emperor, but he didn't want to take out it for a long time and couldn't find any trace of the handkerchief. He simply picked up his sleeve and wiped it with the emperor, and said hurriedly, "I couldn't help myself for a moment and injured the dragon's body. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Jun Fei Liang's tongue swept across his bleeding lips wickedly, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Please forgive me?"

Xia Baozheng: "..."

Dui smiled and said, "I'm just being polite. Your Majesty is very tolerant, tolerant of all rivers, and swallows mountains and rivers with anger. You won't care about this little girl like me, right?"

Jun Feiliang felt that her entire mouth was filled with her faint cold fragrance, and the sharp pain in his brain was relieved a little. He put the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, turned it around half a circle, and said softly, "What if I have to care about it?"

Xia Baozheng: "..."

He asked cautiously, "How does the emperor want to deal with it?"

Jun Feiliang leaned down slightly and said in a low voice, "I treat others in their own way."

As he spoke, he pinched her small mouth, leaned over and kissed her again.

Not only kissing, but also biting...

Xia Baozheng: "..."

One, two, three, wooden man, don't speak, don't move.

She is just a wooden person who is incapable of emotions!
Jun Feiliang looked at her like a little sheep trying to atone for her sins and let him grab her. Finally satisfied, he sucked her inside and out and finally let her go.

Xia Baozheng was sucked dry and dry, and her little mouth was on fire. She scolded the emperor like a dog in her heart, and she smiled as if she was thanking the emperor for his kindness.

Jun Feiliang saw the fake smile on her face, raised his hand and pinched her face, "Why, you still want it?"

Xia Baozheng: "..."

I want a hammer!

With a dog-legged smile on his face, he said, "I am always ready. As long as the emperor wants it, I will laugh drunkenly and accompany you for three thousand times!" Jun Feiliang poked her fake smile with his long finger, "I want more than that. Three thousand games.”

Xia Baozheng nodded, "Ah, yes, yes, I am the emperor's person in life, and the emperor's dead person in death. Three thousand games are not enough, so I need 30,000 games!"

Jun Feiliang patted her head and said, "You have a good understanding, keep it up."

Xia Baozheng hehe, hehehe...

Jun Feiliang's headache eased, and he picked up the hand scroll beside him and continued reading. Xia Baozheng had nothing to do, so he opened the curtain and looked outside.

The carriage entered the capital and walked on the wide and straight streets, lined with shops on both sides, row upon row, bustling and lively.

Xia Baozheng thought that she was going to open a spice shop here, and a grand blueprint slowly unfolded in her mind, and she suddenly smiled with high spirits.

These days, you need to have capital to make salted fish.

Her goal is to be a big salted fish who can make money just by lying down!
The imperial road was straight and straight, and after entering the capital, we quickly arrived at the palace.

Xia Baozheng looked at the red walls around her, completely cut off from the bustle outside the palace for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls!

Just as my thoughts were wandering, a low voice suddenly came from my ears, "What? You've been away for a few days, and you've become wild-minded and can't bear to miss Shu?"

Xia Baozheng turned her eyes and smiled, "How could it be? Wherever the emperor is, my concubine's heart will be there!"

Ah!
Jun Fei sneered coldly and lifted her out of the carriage. She was so lifted that she couldn't stand firmly and fell on the emperor's body.

The concubines who were filing down saw her throwing themselves into her arms at every opportunity. Their eyes widened and they cursed her as a vixen and shameless person.

Xia Baozheng simply took her position and leaned against the emperor with her legs weak. She raised her head and said sweetly, "Your Majesty, my concubine's legs are weak. What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)