The Queen's Troubles: Her Majesty Is Jealous of Her Husband

Chapter 57 Spring Dream
In the hazy light, Chu Yiyue could still see the faces of the two people.

The woman is indeed a concubine.

The man, of course, is Ouyang Youche.

The guy closed his eyes and rammed hard on the woman.

Beads of Bai Yingying's sweat rolled down and landed on the woman's white flesh.

Depend on!
Two dogs and men, unexpectedly came to her place to perform erotic drama!

How could there be such shameless men and women in the world?

Chu Yiyue sat up angrily, she hated being interrupted her sleep the most.

However, just sitting up, she suddenly froze.

Staring blankly at Ouyang Youche, that bastard actually made her feel familiar.

He closed his eyes.

His every move resembled Zhou Qing very much.

Unspeakable anger filled Chu Yiyue's heart.

She suddenly grabbed the vase on one side of the table, and threw it viciously at the two shadows on the ground!
boom!
A crisp sound startled Chu Yiyue to suddenly open her eyes again.

Three black shadows suddenly rushed!

Damn!

It turned out that what happened just now was a dream, damn it Ouyang Youche!
He actually ran into her dream to play erotic drama!
A certain woman refused to admit her obscene thoughts, rolled away, and suddenly rolled aside!
The sword hit her pillow, making a clanging sound.

Xiao Ran and Li Yi suddenly floated out from behind the screen.

Chu Yiyue was agile, but she was not injured.

Xiao Ran was beside Chu Yiyue, protecting her.

Li Yi is a dark guard personally selected by Ouyang Youche.

Those three assassins were beaten to the ground by Li Yi within a short time.

The three assassins were so frightened that they ran away quickly, but of course, they were caught by the guards guarding outside.

But what Chu Yiyue didn't understand was why, there were so many guards in front of Fengyi Palace, how could these three assassins come in?
"Empress, are you alright?"

Looking back, Xiao Ran saw Chu Yiyue who was sitting on the bed in a daze.

Although there are still many ice trays in the temple.

However, it was still so hot that people sweated on their foreheads, so Chu Yiyue always secretly wore the nightgown she designed at night.

Under the dim yellow light.

Chu Yiyue's white gauze moved slightly in the summer wind, and her hot lines could be vaguely seen.

Even a 14-year-old young girl.

(End of this chapter)