Gao Lengmeng emperor loves fierce concubine

Chapter 622 This trick can be used for two years (4)
A certain one was reluctant to ask, "Hey, explain clearly before leaving."

Before Jimo Meng's back disappeared, he kindly told her, "You will live here two years later, if you still like to take off, I... will be very happy."

A certain one was stunned for a moment, and it took a moment to react, and it suddenly went crazy, damn it, this is being molested by him, "Beast, Mensao, you are dreaming, huh, when the time comes, sister will stage a more restricted level , I don’t believe you can still survive?”

Outside, it was quiet, and everyone was pretending to be dead. Have you ever thought about the feelings of single dogs before they live in such an explosive scene?

A certain cursed, still feeling puzzled, just about to get out of bed and continue, to win the game, a certain beast suddenly sprang out, with a distorted expression, and twittered at her, you are stupid, you forgot What kind of skill did Pabi practice? If you dare to perform restricted-level performances, it will only make Dad more excited. Are you planning to come down from this dragon bed?
Waking up from the dream with a word, a certain one was stunned and froze on the bed, yes, wouldn't it just make him happy when the time comes?

A certain one didn't come out, Jimo Meng finally heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was still a little bit disappointed, he looks like he was being abused now, he would feel ashamed if he was bullied by her, but if he stopped bullying, he would always feel a little less what……

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Outside the door, Hua Ruofeng asked cautiously.

"Yushufang!" He hurried to find her before, but he put down all the government affairs, and there are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

"Yes!"

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, he paused again, his expression seemed to struggle for a moment, then he said solemnly with a sullen face, "Let's move the memorial here to deal with."

Hua Ruofeng's brain twitched, "Why?"

Mo Mo looked at him sympathetically, are you stupid too?
Sure enough, Jimo Meng reprimanded him in annoyed tone, "Is it okay if I don't want to walk more?"

Hua Ruofeng hurriedly lowered her head, "This subordinate should die, this subordinate will move the memorial immediately."

Jimo snorted coldly and arrogantly, and returned to the bedroom arrogantly.

He went back and forth, but sat on a chair not far away, looking at something with a serious expression, turning a blind eye to the one on the bed.

A certain pouted in a funny way, but didn't bother him anymore. After a while, Hua Ruofeng came in with a tall pile of memorials. What not to see.

Next, Jimo Meng began to review the memorials. They all said that men who work hard are the sexiest. As expected, a certain one looked a little distracted for a while, and there was no flaw in its exquisite profile. It was as beautiful as a millennium-polished jade. With a soft and moist luster, even his long eyelashes can be seen clearly, trembling slightly, seductive, he is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe today, majestic, domineering, graceful and dignified, sitting there watching the memorial attentively, It made her feel in a trance that he was an indomitable man in front of her.

"Have you seen enough?" Jimo Meng finally couldn't bear to be watched by her, at first he pretended not to care, but gradually he felt hot all over, this idiot, why did he stare at him like that?
"Ahem, I've seen enough." A certain one withdrew its gaze, with a bit of embarrassment on its face, damn it, it's so embarrassing to watch it.

"Sleep for a while when you've seen enough, and I'll take you to dinner when I finish approving the memorial." Her tone was shy, yet gentle and considerate.

A certain one's heart warmed up, and it was a rare and obedient "hmm", but just lying down and covered with the quilt, it suddenly called out again, "Little Xianrou, you haven't slept with other women on this dragon bed, have you?"

Shit, she is obsessed with cleanliness. For a moment, she thought of the dramas in TV dramas, when she favored the concubines in the harem, she was always on the dragon bed. So how many generations of emperors have slept on this bed?

How many women have you slept with?

In an instant, she was in a bad mood.

And Jimo Meng listened to her nonsense, growled in embarrassment, "No!"

"Really?"

"This bed was newly made by a craftsman when I lived in this Yonghe Palace, and I only slept on it." Does he think he has no obsession with cleanliness?

Hearing that a certain one finally felt at ease, but just as he closed his eyes, he suddenly said, "Oh, then you should not move to your father's palace in the future, sister is not used to sleeping on the bed that others have slept on." And there are so many women sleeping on it...

Jimo Meng took a deep breath, "... Got it."

"Oh, and the bed is a bit hard, I'll add another quilt later."

"……Um."

"Don't forget!" a certain one grunted and closed its eyes in peace.

After a while, Jimo Meng didn't respond, until she heard her breathing evenly, then whispered, "You don't move here now, why don't you hate it..."

The sleeping person didn't move at all, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, as if immersed in a sweet dream.

Jimo Meng looked at it from a distance for a while, then she was reluctant to look away, and forced herself to focus on the memorial.

The time was quiet and beautiful, only the sound of the two people breathing lightly and shallowly, which was lingering and warm.

A certain one fell asleep until dinner time. The Osmanthus Palace had already sent people to invite him twice, but they were blocked by Hua Ruofeng outside the door. He didn't know what to do. He replied, but he didn't dare to go in and ask his master for instructions, so he had to say to Honglian who came, just wait.

Finally, when night fell, Jimo's cute voice came from the dormitory, "Let's pass on the meal."

Outside the door, Hua Ruofeng respectfully replied "Yes."

Just as she was about to turn around, there was another voice from inside, "Let the Imperial Dining Room make some dishes she likes and bring them here."

Hua Ruofeng replied "yes" again, and then looked at Jiu Lan, here she knows what people like to eat best.

Jiu Lan didn't seem to want to talk to him, just happened to see Xiao Yu'er coming, so she said the names of a few dishes, Xiao Yu'er walked away with a sad face and a depressed expression.

The disgusted Hua Ruofeng touched his nose in embarrassment, what did he do wrong?

The ink hooked the corner of the lower lip, who told you to have ulterior motives for others?
Hua Ruofeng suddenly collapsed, didn't he explain everything, he really wasn't that...

Unfortunately, no one believed him.

Several people are ready to go in to serve the two masters for dinner. Before, the two of them also had dinner together when they were in Hualou. This time, but in the palace, the feeling is different.

Just as the few people wanted to enter, another voice came from inside, "Wait a minute."

(End of this chapter)