Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Subsequently,

Chunyu Dongling's handsome and extraordinary figure came out from the wall, with silver hair flying and red robe fluttering in the wind, there was an indescribable beauty.

Sitting in front of Xiyue, the noisy room next door was suddenly quiet, and she turned her head to stare blankly at this scene——

It was so beautiful, all the light disappeared, only him and her were illuminated.

*

in a blink,

Two days had passed, and King Jing's mansion had been decorated with lights and festoons, and was beaming with joy. From King Jing to the servant girls, everything was completely new, and everyone was beaming with joy.

Among the guests, even the Queen came to King Jing's wedding in person. In order to urge King Jing to marry Murong Xiyue quickly, she added a lot of gold, silver and jewels to the mansion, which made Concubine Shu happy for three days. point.

King Jing was dressed in a bright red groom's royal robe, and his whole body was handsome, especially the three-clawed golden dragon on the royal robe, Zhang Xian showed his extraordinary status, which made all the guests daunted.

The entire palace was busy in an orderly manner. In the splendid luxury, the auspicious time was gradually approaching. The butler walked up to King Jing, who was full of vigor, and said something softly. King Jing nodded. With the sound of congratulations, she turned around and left the gate of the mansion.

——The guests were shocked when they saw it.

This is the lord, the lord is going to welcome the concubine into the mansion in person, this... This is the first time such a thing has happened in the Jinyao Dynasty.

The prince is like this, because he loves the princess very much.

The mighty 1000-person welcoming team quickly spread across the entire bustling street. King Jing looked at Murong Xiyue who was sleeping in his arms, with a gentle smile on his face.

It was right to keep her in prison, so as not to cause further trouble.

Anyway, these few days, she was in prison, eating well and sleeping well. Two hours ago, she was fished out, and after dressing her up, she was given a bowl of sweat medicine. When she arrived, she went back to the palace and asked her to wake up and pay her respects.

Thinking of this, King Jing's mood became better and better. He put his arms around Xiyue and lifted her chin with his hand. The more she looked at her, the more beautiful she felt, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her.

Warm and fragrant nephrite, hot and humid.

It turned so many times, so ecstasy, when the long tongue poked in, King Jing opened his eyes suddenly, remembering the scene when he kissed Xiyue for the first time, at that time, he was moved with compassion, originally he didn't want to kill her of.

just,

This matter has been planned for too long, so long that his behavior has become a subconscious action. At that time, when he was thinking, don't kill Murong Xiyue, but his hand has already been stabbed.

Although annoyed, King Jing didn't regret much.

But now,

He actually felt a sense of gratitude that fortunately he didn't kill her at that time. He put his hand into her shawl and kneaded it gently. He suddenly found that Xiyue's chest was much rounder and fuller than last time. The feel of wearing it can actually make people tired.

Gradually, King Jing's eyes became hot. Since so many things happened recently that made him have a splitting headache, he almost never got close to the woman's body.

The pain somewhere reminded him that it's time for a woman to wait on him. With a light flick, Xiyue's belt fell to the ground in an uproar, as soon as his clothes were loosened, and with a light chat, the roundness of her chest popped out.

King Jing squinted his eyes, leaned over, and swallowed the delicate and charming chest...

His breathing seemed to be getting faster and faster, and he was also getting more and more dissatisfied. King Jing endured the madness, and moved the curtain with his long fingers. It would take at least half an hour to walk, so he stopped thinking about it, put down the curtain, and moved Xiyue's With a lift of the long skirt, she leaned over and jumped on it... Then,

Chunyu Dongling's handsome and extraordinary figure came out from the wall, with silver hair flying and red robe fluttering in the wind, there was an indescribable beauty.

Sitting in front of Xiyue, the noisy room next door was suddenly quiet, and she turned her head to stare blankly at this scene——

It was so beautiful, all the light disappeared, only him and her were illuminated.

*

in a blink,

Two days had passed, and King Jing's mansion had been decorated with lights and festoons, and was beaming with joy. From King Jing to the servant girls, everything was completely new, and everyone was beaming with joy.

Among the guests, even the Queen came to King Jing's wedding in person. In order to urge King Jing to marry Murong Xiyue quickly, she added a lot of gold, silver and jewels to the mansion, which made Concubine Shu happy for three days. point.

King Jing was dressed in a bright red groom's royal robe, and his whole body was handsome, especially the three-clawed golden dragon on the royal robe, Zhang Xian showed his extraordinary status, which made all the guests daunted.

The entire palace was busy in an orderly manner. In the splendid luxury, the auspicious time was gradually approaching. The butler walked up to King Jing, who was full of vigor, and said something softly. King Jing nodded. With the sound of congratulations, she turned around and left the gate of the mansion.

——The guests were shocked when they saw it.

This is the lord, the lord is going to welcome the concubine into the mansion in person, this... This is the first time such a thing has happened in the Jinyao Dynasty.

The prince is like this, because he loves the princess very much.

The mighty 1000-person welcoming team quickly spread across the entire bustling street. King Jing looked at Murong Xiyue who was sleeping in his arms, with a gentle smile on his face.

It was right to keep her in prison, so as not to cause further trouble.

Anyway, these few days, she was in prison, eating well and sleeping well. Two hours ago, she was fished out, and after dressing her up, she was given a bowl of sweat medicine. When she arrived, she went back to the palace and asked her to wake up and pay her respects.

Thinking of this, King Jing's mood became better and better. He put his arms around Xiyue and lifted her chin with his hand. The more she looked at her, the more beautiful she felt, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her.

Warm and fragrant nephrite, hot and humid.

It turned so many times, so ecstasy, when the long tongue poked in, King Jing opened his eyes suddenly, remembering the scene when he kissed Xiyue for the first time, at that time, he was moved with compassion, originally he didn't want to kill her of.

just,

This matter has been planned for too long, so long that his behavior has become a subconscious action. At that time, when he was thinking, don't kill Murong Xiyue, but his hand has already been stabbed.

Although annoyed, King Jing didn't regret much.

But now,

He actually felt a sense of gratitude that fortunately he didn't kill her at that time. He put his hand into her shawl and kneaded it gently. He suddenly found that Xiyue's chest was much rounder and fuller than last time. The feel of wearing it can actually make people tired.

Gradually, King Jing's eyes became hot. Since so many things happened recently that made him have a splitting headache, he almost never got close to the woman's body.

The pain somewhere reminded him that it's time for a woman to wait on him. With a light flick, Xiyue's belt fell to the ground in an uproar, as soon as his clothes were loosened, and with a light chat, the roundness of her chest popped out.

King Jing squinted his eyes, leaned over, and swallowed the delicate and charming chest...

His breathing seemed to be getting faster and faster, and he was also getting more and more dissatisfied. King Jing endured the madness, and moved the curtain with his long fingers. It would take at least half an hour to walk, so he stopped thinking about it, put down the curtain, and moved Xiyue's Lifting her long skirt, she leaned over and jumped on it...