The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 6 Do you want to sleep with me?

When Yan Ruoli heard it, she immediately smiled: "The last three words are 'I really want'? The concubine wants to say, I really want to serve the bed and become the emperor's woman, so the emperor will definitely not bully the concubine like this. Who else is so willing to bully his wife?"

Mo Lingtian looked at Yan Ruoli's fawning face, and asked lightly, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Manzhen winks at Yan Ruoli vigorously, this is a good opportunity.

"I didn't think about it before, but now I do." Yan Ruoli said with a serious face.

Mo Lingtian gently sat on the master's seat, "Why?"

"I heard that your majesty is short, fat and ugly, but now I see that you are tall, handsome, elegant, personable, and more handsome than Pan An. I am a face controler, so of course I am willing."

Manzhen secretly smiled, her master has finally enlightened, that's great!
"What is Yan Control?" Mo Lingtian asked.

Yan Ruoli thought about it, the ancients were really ignorant, "Your Majesty, what Yan Kong means is that you are so good-looking and more attractive than women, no matter men or women, anyone who sees you will be tempted and want to be with you. "

Mo Lingtian stretched out his hand and twisted Yan Ruoli's small mouth, "I only want to be with women, not men. Because I'm normal!"

When Yan Ruoli heard this, her face immediately turned red. She was teasing the emperor, but was she being teased?

"Hehe, Your Majesty, I'm just making a metaphor!"

Mo Lingtian stretched out his hand and ate an osmanthus cake, staring at Yan Ruoli's eyes.

Bright without any impurities, sly and cute.

Even if he was telling lies, he was smart and witty.

Many years ago, such a pair of eyes gave him the courage to live and get what he has today.

"Since you want to serve the bed so much, I will fulfill you today."

Yan Ruoli immediately gave in, she was just talking.

"Your Majesty, it's like this. You see, this concubine is still wearing a sinful body. Don't worry. After five days, I'll wipe out all these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes before going to bed, okay?" Yan Ruoli asked in an easy-to-talk manner. .

Mo Lingtian shook his head: "No, if you can't eat these five boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in five days, you might not have a chance. I'm helping you fulfill your last hope during your lifetime. In this way, after you die, you can also eat as much as you want." I entered Huangling as a concubine, and will remain my concubine after death."

Yan Ruoli: ...

I bother!Speaking so high-soundingly, it is not satisfying his animal behavior.

Yan Ruoli rolled her eyes vigorously, she couldn't kill herself just because of her own words.

"Ah, Manzhen. I seem to have a sudden stomachache." Yan Ruoli quickly climbed up the soft bed while clutching her stomach, and then pretended to be weak to Mo Lingtian: "Your Majesty, you can play by yourself first, the concubine is not allowed to play." Get comfortable and get some sleep first."

Mo Lingtian saw the woman playing tricks, to be honest, he had never met a woman who was so unreasonable to him.

"Go get the doctor."

"promise!"

Man really itched his teeth angrily looking at the master who was not motivated and pretended to sleep.

Mo Lingtian walked to the soft couch and lowered his head gently.

Sensing the approach of the man, Yan Ruoli was frightened and remained motionless.

Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my lower abdomen, a piercing pain.

Mo Lingtian felt that the woman seemed really uncomfortable, and asked softly, "Hey, woman, are you okay?"

Yan Ruoli frowned, endured the pain, and whispered: "Your Majesty, my concubine ate too much sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and my stomach hurts."

Mo Lingtian tapped Yan Ruoli's forehead vigorously when he heard it, "Are you a pig? You can't eat it, and you don't know how to throw it away?"

Yan Ruoli said weakly: "Your Majesty, it is shameful to waste food."

Yan Ruoli's words left Mo Lingtian with no words to refute, he could only say: "You can't eat it, why don't you share it with others?"

Yan Ruoli endured the severe pain, covered her stomach, forced herself to sit up, and asked in a low voice, "Are you serious about what the emperor said?"

(End of this chapter)