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Chapter 18 The Night at the Palace(2/2)

This fragrant jade in my arms made Lin Mo feel itchy for a moment.

Feeling Lin Mo's hands making trouble on him, Changsun's heart trembled and said, "Husband, what you said is that we will get married after you finish the case and give me a wedding."

"Of course, don't worry, my husband just wants to hold you to sleep." Hearing Changsun Youyin's words, Lin Mo had to endure it, hugged the beauty in his arms, and slowly fell asleep.

As a lady from the big family, Changsun Youyin has followed her in a bad way. If she didn't give her a wedding, she would rashly join her room with her. Lin Mo couldn't do this.

Just as Lin Mo and the others fell asleep, a fierce battle had just stopped in Xiangyun Palace in Dagan Palace. A beautiful girl in her thirties was lying on a middle-aged man with a graceful appearance.

This middle-aged man with a rich appearance is nothing but Xuan Yuan. The beautiful lady in her thirties is also very noble. She is one of the four concubines of Emperor Dagan, Concubine Shu and Zheng Errong.

"Sir, you are finally willing to come and be a slander." Zheng Errong lay on Xuan Yuan's body, her face full of charm, and her eyes were even more charming.

Xuan Yuan tightened his arms and smiled badly: "You fairy, I have been here to accompany you for a few days. I will have a rest for a while. Besides, I'm busy these days."

"Well, don't care about the bad concubine, you have to spend more time with them." Zheng Errong twisted her body and acted coquettishly: "Sir, you promised the bad concubine. After you ascend the throne, you will be appointed as the queen. You must remember."

"Okay, okay, it's awkward, I can't stand it anymore." Xuan Yuan was a little weak, and there was still sweating on his face: "Don't worry, when I become emperor, the position of the queen must be yours."

"But now is not the time. When the time is right, the Ji family's territory will definitely become my husband's." Xuan Yuan tightened Zheng Errong: "The next emperor is our children."

Zheng Errong smiled charmingly, twisted her body, and said in a sweet voice: "I really hate it. I am not pregnant with your child yet. I might as well satisfy you now and let me give you one."

"No, no, my concubine, I am tired, so let's go to bed first and wait for the next day." Xuan Yuan tightened Zheng Errong's body tightened, and then fell asleep with satisfaction.

It seems that he is really exhausted.

Looking at Xuan Yuan who had fallen asleep beneath him, Zheng Errong showed a resentful look on her face, and even more contemptuous of Xuan Yuan: Fatty is really becoming more and more useless. If it weren't for your identity, how could I have followed you?

After the thought came to an end, Zheng Errong gently got out of the bed, picked up a gauze dress on the ground and put it on, tiptoed to the outside of the house. When he opened the door, Zheng Errong threw himself into the arms of another middle-aged man.

And this man is Xuan Yuan's guard, Zhao E, a great practitioner at the great swordsman's realm.

"Good baby, you're finally here, you're here, you're going to make me wait." Zhao E picked up Zheng Errong across the waist and kissed her on her lips: "Is Xuan Yuan asleep?"
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